She smiles as she reaches for me, her hands stroking my chest, my arms, my abs.
I yank off my pants, tossing them off the side of the bed without taking my eyes from her.
We're skin to skin, my body tense and my cock already a steel rod between us.
“I’ve thought about this a million times,” I tell her.
Her lips curve.“Sounds like an exaggeration.”
“It’s a conservative estimate.”
I press two fingers inside her, and she arches up to meet me.
Her body is so hot, her pussy squeezing my fingers.
She’s not wrong to think it’ll be a tight fit.
I’m six-five and have a cock to match.
It’s my job to make her ready.
As ready as she can be.
When she reaches for my cock, I gently press her hand against the bedspread.
“Let me.”
She bites her lip and allows me to explore her.Tonight, there’s no one barging in.There’s nothing stopping us.
My fingers work inside her, playing with her clit and her pussy until she tightens around me.
“Oh, God.Clay.Yes…”
She’s slick and turned on, making little sounds even as I withdraw from her.
I shift off the bed to grab a condom from my wallet.When I come back, she’s panting and staring up at me from her elbows.
But her attention falls to my cock.
“You want this, sweetheart?”
She smiles, breathless.“Yes.”
Adrenaline surges through me as I nudge her back down.“Wider.Need those ankles spread, gorgeous.”
She hesitates.I reach for her chin and tilt it up so her eyes meet mine.
“I said I’d go slow.I meant it.”My lips brush hers.
She wraps her legs around my hips again, and I adjust her.Her ass fills my hands, and I can’t wait to be deep inside her.
“Clay?”she whispers, her fingers threading into my hair.
“Yeah?”
She bites her lip, looking unsure.
I brush my mouth across hers softly.“Do you trust me?”
