“Holy fuck, Angie. That was incredible.”
I pull him down to kiss him. It’s a heady sensation, tasting my own orgasm on his lips. I never thought I’d like that. But with Troy? I do.
I love that he brings out this side in me.
“Are you ready to fulfill step two of your promise?”
“You coming on my cock?”
“Yes.”
“One orgasm and you’re not ready to stop?”
“I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough orgasms from you,” I confess.
“Then your wish is my command.”
Troy bends over and fishes a condom out from his wallet. He opens the foil packet, but I sit up and grab it from him.
“Let me.”
I don’t put it on immediately. I’m eye level with him and want to taste him too. Giving him a wicked look, I suck the head of his cock into my mouth.
“This isn’t what I had in mind for tonight.” Troy makes no move to stop me though, only brushing my hair back from my face.
The salt hits my tongue, driving me forward. I can’t take much before I’m pulling off him and sliding backdown. I wrap my fist around the base and work him over, his hands on either side of my head.
Guiding me. Teaching me. Telling me exactly what he wants.
It’s never been like this for me. It was a quick get in, get off, get out.
With Troy, we’re doing this together. My pleasure was first for him. It’s only fair that I show him the same in return.
Something I desperately want.
“Fuuuuck.” Troy pulls me off him. “I’m too close, and I’m not coming in that pretty little mouth of yours tonight.”
“You’re not?” I wipe the spit that’s gathered at the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand.
“No. I’m coming in that tight little pussy of yours.”
I don’t delay, pulling the condom out of the package and rolling it down his wet cock. I move back to the head of the bed, watching as he prowls toward me.
Troy wastes no time, lining himself up and pushing inside.
“Oh Troy…” He fills me full, but it feels incredible.
“Perfect. You feel perfect.”
As Troy starts small thrusts, I pull him down for a kiss. There isn’t an inch of space between us as every part of our bodies connects.
The brush of his chest against mine has my need amping back up. Each jack of his hips stretches me around him, letting me take more of him.
When he hits that spot inside me, I’m ready to come undone again.
“Fuck. I need you to come,” Troy grits out. He hoists my leg up higher and moves faster. Goes deeper.
The change in angle does it. This orgasm isn’t as strong as the first one, but no less exhilarating.
