ass tightened as he plunged fully inside her. Her thighs gripped him, closed around him, and he sank down onto her. Her body gave, and his fit itself to her. And what a delicious fit it was too.
He kept hold of her wrists now with both of his hands, leveraging his upper body off hers, watching her move under him, feeling the give and take of her pussy as he pushed in and pulled out.
The softness of her socks slid up and down the backs of his thighs, and she planted her feet, lifting herself up into him, fucking herself on him. God, he’d never had a woman take so much, give so much, show him she was an equal participant. It was amazing.
Her sex sucked at his cock, her bottom lip drawn between her slightly imperfect teeth, her eyes stared into his, and he couldn’t break away, didn’t want to break away. He’d never had the pleasure of so much intimacy shared with a look that moved beyond what was going on with their bodies.
He was caught, held entranced, and the connection burned through him. His balls tightened, and sweat beaded on his forehead. It matched the sweat on hers. She was working him as hard as he was working her, driving herself up and down on his cock. Her breath came hot and heavy, her face flushed, and he couldn’t resist her mouth anymore.
Lowering his head, he tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth, dragging it from between hers and into his mouth, sucking and licking before sliding his tongue into her mouth. The open-mouthed, open-eyed kiss drained him of any resistance to her. He’d wanted her the moment he met her, wanted her more as he spent time with her and got to know her, but that was all surface, all cursory compared to this want flowing through him. Now he just wanted her, all of her, anything and everything he could get. He wanted to imprint himself on her, inside and out, and by any means necessary. He didn’t want her to forget him when she left. He wanted her to come back.
The offer he’d made earlier this morning about her coming back in the spring hadn’t been idly given, but it was different now with his cock tunneling through her cunt. He needed her to come back. He needed to see her after this. And he had to make sure she needed the same damn thing.
Their breath mingled, tongues tangled, gazes held, and his balls gave way, sending a rush of cum up through the end of his penis.
Michael groaned into her mouth, pumping his hips hard, meeting her thrusts as he emptied into the condom.
“Don’t stop. Please. Don’t. Stop. Please,” she gasped.
“No. I won’t.”
“So…close. Yes. Harder. Just… God, Michael…” She strained against him, tensing under him, her body going rigid as she grasped for the orgasm.
He broke eye contact with her for just a moment, for as long as it took him to grip a nipple in his teeth. He worried it in his mouth, flicked his tongue over the tip and again lifted his gaze to hers. She was watching him tease her, and he loved it, loved the heat in her eyes.
He pulled upward and she bucked, shuddering beneath the weight of his body.
“Harder, Michael. Pull harder.”
And so he did. The harder he bit and tugged, the harder and longer her orgasm, the harder and longer she trembled.
When she finally stilled, and when he could feel the tremors in the muscles of her thighs, in the fluttering of her belly, he let go, laving the nipple gently before pressing his mouth to hers again.
He let her wrists go, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, deepening their kiss, sliding her fingers into his hair, fisting the short strands.
“Wow.”
“Yes. Wow.” Michael pressed his lips to the pulse in her neck before extracting himself from her warmth. “I’ll be right back.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
He certainly wished she wasn’t. He banished the thought from his mind and walked out of the bedroom to dispose of the condom. After washing his hands and cleaning up, he made sure the front door was locked and grabbed a bottle of
He kept hold of her wrists now with both of his hands, leveraging his upper body off hers, watching her move under him, feeling the give and take of her pussy as he pushed in and pulled out.
The softness of her socks slid up and down the backs of his thighs, and she planted her feet, lifting herself up into him, fucking herself on him. God, he’d never had a woman take so much, give so much, show him she was an equal participant. It was amazing.
Her sex sucked at his cock, her bottom lip drawn between her slightly imperfect teeth, her eyes stared into his, and he couldn’t break away, didn’t want to break away. He’d never had the pleasure of so much intimacy shared with a look that moved beyond what was going on with their bodies.
He was caught, held entranced, and the connection burned through him. His balls tightened, and sweat beaded on his forehead. It matched the sweat on hers. She was working him as hard as he was working her, driving herself up and down on his cock. Her breath came hot and heavy, her face flushed, and he couldn’t resist her mouth anymore.
Lowering his head, he tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth, dragging it from between hers and into his mouth, sucking and licking before sliding his tongue into her mouth. The open-mouthed, open-eyed kiss drained him of any resistance to her. He’d wanted her the moment he met her, wanted her more as he spent time with her and got to know her, but that was all surface, all cursory compared to this want flowing through him. Now he just wanted her, all of her, anything and everything he could get. He wanted to imprint himself on her, inside and out, and by any means necessary. He didn’t want her to forget him when she left. He wanted her to come back.
The offer he’d made earlier this morning about her coming back in the spring hadn’t been idly given, but it was different now with his cock tunneling through her cunt. He needed her to come back. He needed to see her after this. And he had to make sure she needed the same damn thing.
Their breath mingled, tongues tangled, gazes held, and his balls gave way, sending a rush of cum up through the end of his penis.
Michael groaned into her mouth, pumping his hips hard, meeting her thrusts as he emptied into the condom.
“Don’t stop. Please. Don’t. Stop. Please,” she gasped.
“No. I won’t.”
“So…close. Yes. Harder. Just… God, Michael…” She strained against him, tensing under him, her body going rigid as she grasped for the orgasm.
He broke eye contact with her for just a moment, for as long as it took him to grip a nipple in his teeth. He worried it in his mouth, flicked his tongue over the tip and again lifted his gaze to hers. She was watching him tease her, and he loved it, loved the heat in her eyes.
He pulled upward and she bucked, shuddering beneath the weight of his body.
“Harder, Michael. Pull harder.”
And so he did. The harder he bit and tugged, the harder and longer her orgasm, the harder and longer she trembled.
When she finally stilled, and when he could feel the tremors in the muscles of her thighs, in the fluttering of her belly, he let go, laving the nipple gently before pressing his mouth to hers again.
He let her wrists go, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, deepening their kiss, sliding her fingers into his hair, fisting the short strands.
“Wow.”
“Yes. Wow.” Michael pressed his lips to the pulse in her neck before extracting himself from her warmth. “I’ll be right back.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
He certainly wished she wasn’t. He banished the thought from his mind and walked out of the bedroom to dispose of the condom. After washing his hands and cleaning up, he made sure the front door was locked and grabbed a bottle of
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