I produce another whine as he kisses from my mouth to my jaw to my throat, and his hands gravitate to my hips and push my thighs further apart.
Like my dress, he makes quick work of my panties. The pair is slid down ’til it’s nothing more than a scrap of cottonfabric on the floor and I’m completely butt naked on our kitchen counter.
Not exactly the most sanitary thing ever, but we’ll sanitize the kitchen later.
Jin seems to be of the same mindset as his mouth returns to mine and we work on ridding him of his clothes next. I tug at the hem of his black V-neck T-shirt, and he promptly unbuckles his belt.
It’s a matter of seconds after that. Both of us are desperate and impatient, breathing heavier.
I wrap my legs around his waist as he drags me toward him and pushes into me. The tiny nerve endings at my entrance erupt in tingles and then travel elsewhere. The girth of his throbbing dick only adds to the intensity.
I’m suddenly so full, it takes what little breath I have away. I’m so wet I can feel how his dick slicks itself in my juices and comes away gleaming when he draws back.
Then he’s thrusting forward again. My legs tighten around his waist, and I claw at his tattooed skin.
We work each other this way. Jin’s dick sliding deep, and my pussy clamping down around him. Our kisses are hot and passionate and traded between desperate pants for air.
The temperature just keeps rising and rising. My brown skin is so flushed I’m dewy. I’m actuallydizzyas Jin works his hips and his dick brushes all the right nerve endings.
It stimulates my sweetest spot, and I clamp my eyes shut again to process the next burst of pleasure.
It comes in waves.
Hot, tingly, and sharp, dragging me closer to the edge.
Jin knows how to torment me like this. But it’s not as if he’s not consumed by what I’m doing to him—my pussy so slick yet tight around him, my pants for air, and the nails I claw down his back.
He grunts as he thrusts away, going harder the more heloses himself. My thighs unlock from his waist and simply fall limp and open as I take him deeper.
His dick reaches the back of my pussy, and I have to bite my lower lip to hold in the cry begging for release.
“Fuck,” he grunts, stroking into me. He slips his arms under my thighs and then hefts me against his chest. “I need more, Tokki-ya. I need more of this greedy little pussy.”
We say goodbye to the kitchen counter as he carries me from one part of our apartment to another. We settle on the living room, where Jin deposits me on the couch and then promptly covers my body with his, sliding right back into me.
“OH YES!” I cry out at how instantly full I am again.
It feels so damn amazing, I tip my head back, mouth agape.
Jin’s resumed his thrusts, his hips slamming at a faster and harsher pace. It’s what we both need as we hover dangerously close to the edge and more tingles ripple through me. The beginnings of my orgasm starting up.
He doesn't ease up. He works me harder, deeper, one of his arms hooking my thigh while his other palms my rounded belly.
The orgasm rushes me in a full-body experience. The intense sensation burns me all over, razing me down with its hot flames.
It’s the tiny shocks that ping through my body and the breathlessness that seizes my lungs. The floaty sensation that takes over and leaves me lightheaded and damn near levitating.
All while Jin thrusts away, stroking into me with no intention of mercy. If anything, he goes harder once he feels my pussy rippling around his dick.
He grits his teeth, and his hips practically become a blur.
Every deep, fast stroke stimulates me anew. As my first tingling orgasm fades, the next one is quickly rising totake its place. It’s how his head brushes the same sweet spot of mine and how incredibly full I feel as I take him.
My nerve endings are so sensitive they fire off yet again.
A second orgasm is burning me down as Jin sinks deep into me, and my whole body arches. He’s coming along with me, both of us letting out raw, hoarse sounds that barely seem human.
His thick grunts and my higher-pitched whimpers.
