She continues and gags once. As great as that sound is because it means I’m deep into her throat, and I will be coming down her throat at some point tonight, but right now I need her pussy.
“I want you to sit on me,” I instruct.
As she transitions, I reach to the bedside table for a condom. Her red stretched lips have a droll smile, and when she encases my cock, her arms rest on my shoulders and my hands frame her hips.
“I don’t think I’m going to last long,” she whispers.
“What a coincidence, I’m the same,” I deadpan.
We kiss as I lift her slightly on my cock then push her back down. She learns the rhythm, and our angle seems to ensure that special spot inside of her is hit on every thrust.
Her murmurs mixed with my grunts mingle in the air as we move, and for the pièce de résistance, I move us, linked together, and set her on her back and bring her legs over my shoulders.
The way her breasts jiggle on every move indicates how hard and deep I am inside her. My entire body overheats from our encounter, and I’m positive if I don’t lean down to capture her mouth, one of us will scream.
The moment our mouths fuse, I calm only briefly before she tilts her hips to meet my thrusts, and we are in the perfect position for me to rub circles on her clit to get her exactly where I want her before I feel tightness underneath my navel, and I begin to jerk and come.
I’m grateful for my stamina because I don’t plan on stopping.
7
OLIVER
Hailey throws a grape at me when I slide on a pair of boxer briefs after our third round. “Cheater. We’re not supposed to wear any clothes.” Hailey is still draped with a blanket.
I give her a stern eye. “Sorry if I need to refuel, and your bare pussy near me needs a barrier, otherwise we will never rest.”
She curls her lip into a pout. “No fun. Speaking of barriers, did you pack like a whole box of condoms or something?”
I hop back onto the bed and my face screws up. “Not exactly a box.”
Her jaw drops as she lies on her side. “Were you just going to find some random hookup at my brother’s wedding?”
“First off… no. Two, I’m a responsible man who comes prepared. Three, I didn’t pack a box which means we need to pick wisely, mouth or pussy later, when you feel the need to have my amazing cock inside of you.”
Her shoulders bounce. “Just take me without one.” My eyes pop out from her statement and calm delivery. The corners of her mouth twist. “I mean, I’m on birth control. I normally don’t do it, but we trust one another.”
I pull her close to me, already knowing I’m not going to resist this turn of events. I never do this, but Hailey is my undoing. “Looks like our marathon can continue then.”
“I’m happy I got stuck here with you. Thank goodness for shitty airlines and Midwest storms.”
“Me too.” I kiss the top of her head. I haven’t decided yet if I’ve ever been a cuddler or why I don’t second-guess it with this woman in my arms.
“And thank you for buying the wind chime. I’ll have to figure out something to hold onto for you until you have a special occasion. You’re not a weird garden gnome person, are you?”
My quirky Hailey. Always random.
I smile. “No garden gnomes, nor indoor plants. Maybe a manly cedar-scented candle.”
“Huh, I could see that. I’ll hold onto your chime then keep it at my place until there is something for you to celebrate.”
“We’re not tit for tat.”
“No. But Iwantto.”
Blowing out a breath, the muscle in my cheek ticks. She cares and I care. We’re similar in that way.
The room is quiet but peaceful as we listen to the sounds of the storm outside. “I love the sound of rain,” she mentions.
