Page 54 of The Chase

One hand stayed where it was, but the other slid down my torso and into my super sexy cotton panties. Had I known he was coming over, I might have changed into something sexier. TJ didn’t seem to mind; he cared more about getting inside them than what they looked like.

He had that sexy grin on his face again when his finger found my clit. “Is that all for me, baby girl?”

I grinned and kissed him again, hungrily sucking on his tongue while he pressed two thick fingers inside me. I shamelessly rocked my hips against his hand.

It had only been a couple of days without him, but I missed him. He made me feel safe to give into my desires, and I didn’t feel shame when I was with him. I let go of my fears, and pressed myself further against his hand, getting mine and for once not thinking too hard about it.

“Right there, yes,” I moaned. “TJ, I need you right now.”

He grinned at me. “Yeah? Do you want to ride my cock?”

I paused. “Um…I’ve never done that before.”

He took his fingers out of me and I pouted, but then he gingerly laid me down on the bed. He spread my thighs and slid my underwear down my legs.

“Maxine, have you ever had sex that wasn’t missionary?” he asked.

I shook my head.

“What? Seriously? Okay, let’s find out what positions you like.”

“Wait, what?”

He grinned at me. “There’s more than just the missionary position, you know. Let’s figure out what you like the best, okay?”

He got off of the bed, slipped his boxers down his legs and rolled a condom on. He walked over to my bedside table and found the lube. He slicked it down his sheathed cock, and he got back into the bed.

He crooked a finger at me. “C’mere and hop on my dick.”

My face flushed, but the hungry look he gave me made me straddle his hips. He helped me by taking my hand in his so I could grab hold of him, and he helped me guide his cock to my entrance. I slid down onto him, and I loved the feeling of being able to set the pace.

“I don’t know what I’m doing, T,” I admitted shyly.

His hands roamed down and held onto my hips. He thrusted up into me, and I sighed at the feeling of him hard and needy inside of me. “Relax and do what feels good. Ride my dick and let me touch those titties.”

I laughed. He was lucky he was so cute, or I’d be annoyed with that comment. I couldn’t help the grin that spread across my face when he gave me that naughty smile as he dipped his head down and put one of my breasts in his mouth.

I slid up and down on his cock, setting the pace nice and slow. I gasped when he pressed his thumb against my clit.

He lifted his head up from my chest. “That feel good?”

I nodded as I pressed my hands on his chest and rode him faster. “Uh-huh.”

“Love watching my dick sliding in and out of your pretty pussy,” he growled.

“Oh…I kinda like when you talk dirty to me.”

He grinned. “Oh, yeah?”

I nodded. “I think you’re helping me be okay with my sexuality.”

“Hell yes! I’m gonna help you let your freak flag fly,” he cheered.

He played with my clit until I couldn’t take it anymore, and I was riding him hard and moaning his name.

“Come for me. That’s a good girl,” he growled. He gripped my hips in both of his hands, pulling me further down on him.

Hmm, I liked him calling me a good girl.