She shakes her head. “It is my fault.”
“You did the best you could with what you had. That’s all anyone can do.”
She looks at me, and I see recognition in her eyes. Understanding.
She leans in, glancing at my mouth. And then she closes her eyes and kisses me again. But this time it’s different. Softer. Slower.
Not about heat or urgency or need.
About connection. About being seen.
I put her hair behind her ear and then we start making out. She climbs into my lap again. My hands are rubbing her back, gripping her ass, and I’m being extra careful about her arm.
This time I don’t let fear get in the way. Her tongue flicks mine, and I lay her gently on the couch. She tugs my shirt, so I take it off. I pull at her shirt and she sits up quietly to take it off. I slide it off her injured arm and throw it on the ground.
When I dive back in, I press my hard cock against her. She moans, reaching for my pants. I enjoy where her hand explores. When she rubs me over my pants, I kiss her deeply.
“Take this off,” she murmurs.
I pull back and remove my pants. She’s staring up at my body.
“I didn’t know you were this ripped,” she says, staring.
I smile at her and pull her pajama shorts off. Her underwear slides down with it. And seeing her pussy makes my dick throb.
She kicks her shorts onto the ground and then she turns around and says, “Unclip my bra.”
I stare at her juicy ass as I unclip her bra. I help the strap off her injured arm and kiss the back of her neck.
“You’re fucking breathtaking, Tiger.”
She leans her head back on my shoulder. Her hair falls against my bare body, tickling me. The sensation makes my breath catch.
And then she bends over, giving me the prettiest fucking sight known to man.
I rub her ass while she reaches for my dick. She pumps it a few times, and precum is pebbling out.
“Do you have a condom?”
I nod. “In my room.”
She leans up and kisses me. “Let’s go there.”
I grab her hand and walk down the hall to my bedroom. I shut the door behind us. She looks around and says, “I actually haven’t been in here before.”
I walk up behind her and kiss her neck. She leans into me. I whisper into her ear, “Lay down on my bed, so I can fuck you.”
Her eyes widen slightly, but she listens.
I reach into my top drawer and pull out a condom.
Tiger lies on my bed, watching me. She looks at my body and then between my legs. When she bites her lips, I roll the condom on.
I crawl over her on the bed. She pulls me down and starts kissing me. I lean my body down, pressing myself against her. She gasps into my mouth and reaches for my cock. She widens her legs and aims it at her pussy.
“Are you sure, Tiger?” I question. I want to just press inside of her and fuck her so bad, but if she wants me to stop right now, I will.
She nods. “Yes.”
