“Absolutely not,” I say in mock outrage. Then I lift my sweater up and over my head, tossing it to the ground before reaching behind my back and unclasping my bra. I let it dangle from my hand for a second before dropping it to the ground as well.
Dan drops to his knees and grips the waist of my joggers before slowly easing them down. I lift my ass off the couch to help, and he peels them off my legs before running his hands back up, raising goose bumps everywhere he touches.
“You’re so soft,” he murmurs. “Like, everywhere. It sounds dumb, but I didn’t realize you’d be so soft.”
These little reminders of his previous innocence make me melt.
“And you’re hard,” I say, leaning forward to kiss him as I reach down for his cock. “It’s the perfect combination,” I whisper against his lips, feeling them turn up in a smile.
“It really is.” His fingers find my pussy, flicking lightly at myclit before slowly dragging between my wet lips. “Mmm. You’re soaked, Birdie.”
I nod, biting back a whine. His confidence in taking the lead has grown incredibly quickly, but there are times when I wish he’d stop taking his time and just fuck me. I haven’t come out and said that yet, not wanting him to think I don’t love it when he wants to play first.
Thank God, today isn’t one of those times. Dan steps up and pulls me to stand before spinning me around. “Put your knees on the couch. That’s it, grab the back, baby. Fuck, yes.” I move the way he tells me to until I’m on my knees, pushing my ass out toward him.
Hands grip me firmly, kneading the flesh just before I feel him take a bite.
“Dan!” I yelp, twisting to look at him. “Did you just bite me?”
His grin is unrepentant. “Sure did. Delicious and juicy.”
I shake with laughter that dies instantly when his fingers find my pussy again, and he thrusts two of them in with no further warning. “Ohhh,” I moan, arching back into his touch. “Yes.”
Lips land on my spine, and I feel him press against me. Then his mouth pauses. “Shit. Condom.”
This time, my whimper breaks free. “Bedroom. Hurry.”
There’s a cold draft as he leaves, and my hand drifts down between my legs.
“Oh really?” His amused voice has me lifting my head to see him staring intently at my fingers, his long cock now covered in a condom. “You think you get to play with what’s mine?”
“Well, you weren’t here to do it,” I reply saucily.
He raises one brow and circles around behind me. Thenmy hand is pushed away and replaced by his mouth. He sucks my clit into his mouth, his tongue snaking out to play with it. But just as I feel my release cresting, he lets go, and I cry out. “What? No! Go back!”
Dan just chuckles. “Don’t worry, Birdie. I’ve got you.”
I feel his blunt tip nudge my entrance, and then he slides it back and forth, collecting moisture before slowly pushing inside.
“Oh yes,” I moan, my eyes closing as I lean my head down on the back of the couch. Dan sets a slow and steady rhythm, rocking me back and forth. His hand gathers my hair, and he gently tugs my head, making me lift it so he can lean down and kiss me. It’s messy, sloppy, and so damn hot.
“Fuck,” he grinds out, dragging his dick out slowly before slamming it back in. “So good, baby. So fucking good.”
It is good. But I need more. My hand moves to reach back down to play with my clit, and he pauses.
“What are you doing?” he growls.
“I need…I need to…my clit,” I gasp.
“Let me.”
Instead of thumbing my clit, I reach my hand behind me to run along his strong thighs. He curls over me, and his hand finds where we’re joined. When he pinches my hood, I wince.
“Too strong.”
“Sorry,” he mumbles, kissing my back. “Better?”
I nod dreamily as he eases off into steady circles. “Oh yeah.”
