His fingers were sure and firm, and he curled them back against her inner wall, seeking that little bundle of nerves that would send her over the edge. He flexed his fingers in a beckoning motion, asking her to come.
She didn’t want to. She wanted him inside her, wanted to ride his cock until they were both sweaty and brainless and sated.
She opened her mouth to voice a protest, but then she was coming, clutching around his fingers in helpless spasms and shouting his name as she rocked against his hand.
Before the convulsions of her orgasm had faded away to flutters, he pulled her down to the floor and flipped her over so she was on her hands and knees, presenting to him like a bitch in heat.
He kneaded the soft globes of her ample backside and groaned his want as he positioned himself at her entrance. She could tell from the sticky slickness off his cockhead that he was eager to be inside her, and her pussy pulsed in response.
His first thrust inside her was rough but welcome, sending a sweet burn through her and making her clench against his rigid length.
She gasped, but he didn’t stop, drawing back to surge inside her again.
He twisted her hair around his fist, pulling her head back and bracing her with his other arm around her ribs so he could pound into her, shouting out with each thrust as he stoked them both higher.
Mary was coming, her vision blurred with the intensity of sensation as he pounded into her and worked her ever higher. She felt mindless with bliss, sure she had reached the very peak of physical sensation…
Until he sank his teeth into the soft flesh of her throat and her whole being shuddered and locked in a ferocious spasm that stole her breath before, moments later, she pulsed around him, spiraling down into an orgasm made all the sweeter by the way he held her against him.
She could feel his heart pounding against her back, strong and fast and sure. His scent surrounded her. His hard length filled her. There was nothing in the world but Jarrod.
She felt dazed as he sucked and soothed the bruised flesh of her throat where he’d bitten her, and then she peaked again, shouting and squirming as he thrust into her.
He came with a long, low, powerful groan, burying his face against the nape of her neck and shuddering wildly as he found his release.
