Warm lips wrap around the head, swirling around. All I want to do is sink my hands into her hair and guide her movements. Take exactly what she’s giving me.
“Mmm,” she hums around my dick. She pulls off and says, “I love how good you feel in my mouth.” The look she gives me is downright sinful.
Her lips close around me, working me over.
Fuck. I can’t take it anymore. Threading my hands into her silky hair, I guide her movements. Her eyes are on locked on mine. Every bob has me that closer to releasing down her throat.
Except I don’t want to. I want to be deep inside her when that happens.
“I need to be inside you.”
Layla pulls off me with a pop, wiping her mouth with her hand. Reaching to the side table, she grabs a condom and tosses it at me.
I waste no time rolling it down my hard length. Layla shimmies off her underwear, throwing them at me. I take a whiff, smelling how hot she is for me.
“Have you been like this all night?”
“You know I have.” She settles over me, taking my dick in hand. “I should make you wait, but I can’t.”
“You feel amazing.” Each slow inch she sinks down drives me crazy.
“So do you. So good. So big.” Her words are stuttered as she rolls her hips.
Grabbing her hips, I start to move her. We’re in sync. Layla is a goddess above me as she takes her own pleasure. My touch on her is bruising, squeezing her each time she comes down.
I find her clit, rubbing circles over it. I’m ready to feel her come undone.
“Oh, Simon.”
“Come for me, Layla.”
I sit up, taking her in a kiss. I can’t resist.
Our tongues tangle as I get closer to release. The same as Layla, based on the way she’s strangling my dick to within an inch of its life.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Her shouts echo around the room as she comes. “Oh God, yes!”
“Fuck.” Flipping us over, I pound into her. The way she’s coming around me, it doesn’t take more than a few thrusts before I’m erupting like a volcano.
“Layla!”
Holy shit. I wouldn’t be surprised if I black out, I come so hard. Her pulsing around me extends my orgasm.
Damn. Does it ever feel incredible.
My body goes limp as I collapse on top of her. Layla wraps me in her arms, keeping me close. Our breaths are heavy, filling the room.
Neither of us moves as our breathing evens out.
“Simon. That was…”
“I know.” I press a kiss into her sweat-slicked skin. Her fingers drag through my hair. I could stay like this and never get tired.
It felt better than anything I’ve ever experienced. Based on Layla’s reaction, it’s the same for her.
I never thought it would feel this good with her. Even this small part of her that she’s giving me won’t be enough.
“You know, maybe we should have a real first date again.”
