Her arms wove around my neck as she pressed against me. “So are you, Mr. Callahan.”
I leaned back to roll her on top of me.
After she’d shared her story about her loser ex only doing missionary, I’d vowed that wasn’t going to be our first position.But I wanted to watch her face, so cowgirl was the obvious choice.
I’d planned on going slow and taking my time to make sure she was ready for me.
Jessica, on the other hand, seemed impatient.
****
Jessica
My new husband was H-O-T. Way the heck out of my league. I still had no idea what he was doing with me, but the way he’d stared at me all day, and kissed me so tenderly when Reverend Sutherland told him that he could kiss his bride, left me with no doubt that he thought I was beautiful.
Not to mention he’d said it practically every time he’d kissed me throughout the reception whenever someone clinked their water glass.
So, when he rolled me on top of him so I was straddling his cock with the only barrier between us being our underwear, I didn’t hesitate to shamelessly grind my hips while we kissed.
The pressure on my clit was perfect, and I could feel myself getting wetter the more turned on I became.
His hands were on my waist and crept higher, then he stopped.
“I need to know if there are any rules.”
I felt a crease form between my brows. “Rules?”
“Are your boobs off limits?”
I winced. I couldn’t imagine squirting him in the eye with breastmilk would be very sexy, or leaking all over his hands, so I replied, “Yeah, I think until I stop nursing. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, that’s why I asked. But just so you know, I’m not afraid of a little milk.”
That was good to know.
“Maybe we revisit that at a later time.”
“Okay.”
I tugged on his waistband and moved to the side of him. “But right now, the rules are you need to take these off.”
So I can ride you like a drunk cowgirl.
I kept that crude thought to myself, but man was I thinking it.
The corner of his mouth turned up as he lifted his hips and tugged his boxer briefs down his thighs. “Yes, ma’am.”
His cock bounced when it sprang free from his underwear, and I swear it hadn’t been that big when I’d given him a blowjob.
But if I could take all of him in my mouth…
I quickly dispatched my panties and straddled him again. The feeling of skin on skin was incredible, and he reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.
“We didn’t talk about birth control, baby. I have condoms in the nightstand.”
I didn’t want anything between us tonight.
Besides, Jon had allegedly used a condom every time and we all know how that turned out.
