“Oh?”
“Tell me you’ll start to slow down. Stop traveling so much.”
She bobs her head, tears misting her eyes. “I promise I will.”
“Good, now kiss me, woman.”
She laughs softly and we kiss until I can’t take it anymore, my dick hard and throbbing.
“Up you go,” I tease, sitting her on her feet. “Now, time for you to get to the office,” I tease, lightly slapping her ass.
“Gabe!” she feigns in mock outrage.
I smirk and adjust my dick. “Go before I change my mind.”
She licks her lips and bats her eyelashes at me.
“Woman, I’m warning you…”
She smirks and walks away. “See you tonight, handsome.”
I smile. Damn right she will.
Later that night…
Gabe
I answer the door. Layla, clad in a trench coat and high heels, is standing on my front porch. “Layla,” I greet, knowing she’s up to no good, because it’s summer in Chicago and the weather isn’t the only thing that’s hot right now.
“Gabe,” she purrs, walking past me into my home, a sway to her hips.
Good lord! The woman knows how to get me hard so fast. She doesn’t say anything, she just struts down the hallway, toward the master suite. Oh, it’s on. “Layla,” I growl, following her.
As she enters my bedroom, she sheds the jacket. My mouth goes dry, and my dick pulses behind my zipper. She’s wearing nothing but a see-through teddy and heels. The lingerie is a thong, showcasing her impressive ass and the dip of her waist. But then she turns around and I about come in my pants. The teddy is cut so low and wide that it doesn’t even cover her nipples, which are now hard little points.
I meet her eyes and she’s watching me, fire in her eyes. Hand on her waist, she waits. I pull her to me, grinding her nipples against my shirt and my hard dick against her core.
“That’s what you do to me.”
She huffs, her eyes still very much on mine. Dropping my lips to hers, I eat at her lips. She moans into my mouth and it spurs me on. Running a hand down her throat, then down to her nipples, I pluck them one by one.
“Gabe,” she moans against my lips. Smoothing my thumb over the hardened peaks, I leave them be for the time being, brushing my hand towards her core. As I’m about to hook my finger into the bottom, she opens her legs, revealing that the lacy teddy is crotchless, for easy access. Fuck, yes!
“Naughty woman,” I murmur, feathering my fingertips over her mound. Her breath hitches. “Are you wet for me?”
She nods, opening her legs a bit further. She’s sopping wet as I glide my fingers through her pussy, stopping when I bump her clit. She jolts, then relaxes in my arms as I rub my thumb over the swollen nub. Knowing that my woman needs more, I push two fingers inside, working them in and out until I find the special bundle of nerves. I move my fingers over it, giving it a good rub.
“I’m going to come,” she garbles, close to climax.
“Yes, woman. Come on my fingers.”
Giving the rough patch of nerves a few more rubs, she comes, her release soaking my fingers and hand.
“Good girl,” I murmur near her ear, her greedy pussy tightening on my fingers. I know that turns her on and that’s why I say it. “Next, you’re coming on my dick.”
She nods, her pupils blown. I undress quickly, then gently push her onto her back. Lining up with her core, I thrust inside, to the hilt. “Fuck, Layla. You feel so damn good,” I grunt, her greedy pussy gripping me tightly as I thrust in and out of her tight body.
“Harder!” she groans, when my dick hits her special spot.
