Page 107 of Praising the Pitcher

Holding out the remote for her to take, I spin her back to face me. “Go on, Smoke. Make us both feel good.”

Looking down at my palm, she slowly takes it, observing the buttons for a second before she sinks down and straddles me. The slight bulge of the vibrator inside her panties presses to my cock, and even though it’s not on yet, I’m hissing in desperation.

Her lips are only a few inches from mine, her long blonde hair spilling down over her back, and I can’t help but grab a handful and tangle it in my fingers.

Fumbling with the remote, her eyes don’t leave mine, and I know she’s going to guess on what she’s selecting. Right when the pulsations start, sending a rhythmic vibration against my cock, right to her clit, I breathe heavier as she grinds herself against my length.

“Fuck, I can feel how wet you are through my briefs, Smoke.” I hiss, my dick hardening with every vibration hitting me and every rock of her hot pussy. “Look at you, dry humping my dick like the good girl you are.”

“Noah,” she pants, her mouth opening to suck in a breath. “Fuck … your dick is so hard.”

“All for you, baby,” I utter, bringing my mouth to hers and kissing her roughly. I pull her bottom lip between my teeth, and her hips move faster against my body. “All. For. You. Every inch is yours.”

She moans loudly. “I need to feel you inside me,” she urges, and I think our teeth clank together from being so close. “I’m so fucking wet.”

She must hit another button because the vibrations change, becoming faster and more intense, and my brain is fucking fuzzy.

“How do you want it, Smoke?” I ask, wishing to hell her bra was gone so I could have one of her nipples in my mouth right now, or my face buried between them.

“I want you to fuck me against the window,” she breathes out. “I don’t care if anyone sees.”

I know we have privacy windows here at this hotel, but I’m not going to tell her that. If my wife wants to think she’s getting fucked in a window where everyone can see … I’m not going to ruin her fantasy.

“Yeah, you want to show the world just how pretty you are when you take your husband’s dick?” I growl against her mouth, swallowing up a moan. “Do you want people to see how hard I make you come?”

“Yes,” she says instantly. I know she doesn’t mean it, and she must know deep down I wouldn’t ever fuck her where people could see, but even I can admit it’ll be fun to pretend.

Shoving her upward, I spin her around so her ass is right against my hard, throbbing dick. I walk us over to the window, looking down at the lights below. I don’t slide in completely, but I do drag the head of my cock up and down the slit of her ass, earning me another moan.

One day, I’ll take her here. But I’m not prepared for tonight to be the night because when I do, it’s going to be perfect. I’ll make sure of it.

“Need this off,” I say, unclasping her bra and tearing it from her body. When she’s completely bare, other than the panties and the heels she had on with her dress, I shove her against the window and grab the remote from her hand.

I shove her panties to the side but still keep the vibrator on. I switch speeds, making it a little slower and more tantalizing before I slide a finger and then two into her slick heat.

“Fuck, Smoke.” I groan against the back of her head. “You’re a mess, and I can’t wait to be the one to clean you up.”

“Yes … please,” she practically begs. “Fuck me, Noah.”

“For everyone to see?” I say, my cock leaking with pre-cum at how hot she is like this, and I pump my fingers in and out of her heat, sliding with ease because she’s dripping.

“Yes,” she encourages. “Be a good boy and show them all how you take your wife’s pussy.”

Those words have me damn near coming right this second. My fucking God, my girl is so brave and fearless now to say what she wants and needs, and I couldn’t love this version of her more. Like I’ve said time and time again, I love every version of her. I always will.

Before I embarrass myself and blow my load before even entering her, I thrust my hips forward, replacing my fingers with my cock and making her cry out. I can vaguely feel the vibration from the panties on my cock, just enough to feel a sensation of light pulsing, and I hope it feels good for her too.

I drive my hand into her hair again, fastening my grip and shoving her cheek against the window as I fuck her harder, pumping in and out.

“Fuck, you feel like heaven.” I shiver because it feels so good.

I slide in and out, in and out, the sound of how wet she is music to my ears.

“You take my dick so good, baby,” I murmur against her ear, slamming into her again, my balls slapping against her ass.

I drop the remote down to the floor and wrap a hand around her neck, applying the slightest bit of pressure, and just like I knew she would, her pussy begins to pulsate, and she starts to scream out my name.

“That’s it, baby,” I growl, my spine beginning to tingle as my balls draw up tight.