But she can and I know she will. She’ll take it all and some more as her muscles begin to clench around my fingers, her clit throbbing in time with my cock.
With one long, rasping cry, she comes apart under my hands.
Her thighs twitch as I press my last kiss to her slit, ripping the sodden pink fabric down her legs so fast, her knickers are little more than a ribbon as I drop them to the floor. Her gaze makes a slow path along my body as I strip out of the rest of my clothes, her eyes glued to my cock as I take it in my hand.
‘You like to watch.’ There’s truth in my teasing, the proof of which isn’t just in the stain on her cheeks. It’s in the way her eyes widen as she watches. It’s in the way she tilts her hips. ‘I like that you like to watch.’ I drop the condom I’d grabbed from the nightstand next to her hip. ‘I could show you something else, if you’ll trust me. Do you trust me?’
‘That all depends.’ She stretches languidly, pushing her hands above her head. Fuck me, she makes a pretty picture, especially as she opens her legs a little more, sort of tentatively.
‘I think you’ll like it.’ I press my knee to the mattress, not quite noticing I’m fucking my fist as her eyes drop to watch again. ‘I know you’ll like it,’ I taunt, dropping to the bed and fitting myself between her legs. I take my cock in my hand, slowly brushing the crown against her slit.
‘Oh, that’s . . . so silky.’
I don’t answer, not as I continue the motion, not sure which of us I’m teasing. It takes everything I have in me not to slip a little lower and ram myself in.
‘Oh, my. That’s...’ She begins to flutter around me as she rides out a tiny trembling orgasm, canting her hips and making me slip right in.
Righ. In.
I still.
Of course I do.
I’m not going to pull.
I’m male and I’m horny.
And I’m seated deep inside of her.
And it is fuckingbliss.
Teeth gritted; I throw my head back as she pulses around me, sure my eyes have rolled back in my head. There’s nothing I want more right now than to stay there, to pull back a little before sliding the fuck back in. To rut and fuck. To ruin this beautiful girl bareback style. But one of us has to be responsible right now.
Looks like it’s not going to be her.
‘You liked that a little too much,’ I grate out, pulling back onto my knees, my hand reaching for my aching dick as I use her juices to ease the ache.
‘Sorry.’ Her fingernail between her lips, there isn’t an ounce of contrition in this little coquette.My little cock tease.‘Would it help if I said you’re the only one to have felt me like that?
I drop my head and breathe heavily. ‘Yes. And no.’
‘Sorry,’ she repeats.
I reach for the condom, tearing it with my teeth before sliding it on. ‘C’mon over here and make it up to me.’
Then I drop back onto the bed with a twist, my shoulders propped up against the pillows as I pull her over to where I hold my cock in my hands. She clambers over my thighs, her fingers hot points of contact burning my skin as she adjusts herself. As she sighs. As she lowers herself onto me inch by slow inch, I curl my hands tightly around her hips to stop myself from pushing her down to my hilt. Her head tilts back, moaning as she takes me in a little more, her movements excruciating and slow. Maddening and torturous.
‘Fuck, sweetheart, just look.’ She follows my gaze, glancing down between our bodies to where we join. It’s a visual that’s not just appealing to me judging by the way her insides begin to pulse around me. ‘Look at how beautifully you take my cock.’
Then she takes me all the way inside. It’s everything as I press my palm against her stomach, spreading my fingers wide.
‘You’re so deep inside of me,’ she whispers, covering my hand with hers. Our eyes connect in the moonlight, something passing between us I’m not sure I’ll ever get back. The moment is so sweet and yet so hungered as she begins to rock against me, her movements small and tight, her attention so focused.
‘Oh, God.’
A sigh. A hitch in her breath. A tremor running through her heralding a change of pace. My body surges into hers unrestrained as she begins to ride me with a breathless sort of urgency.
Her beauty makes the blood hum in my veins.
