Chapter Three #3
“Where were we?” I grabbed a condom out of my wallet, but she pulled me down onto the bed, kissing me deeply.
Moving down from her lips, I lavished attention on her breasts. When she hummed her approval, I knew she was a fan of my ministrations.
“Slide between them.”
“What?” I was delirious with lust, so I wasn’t certain I’d heard her correctly. But when she squeezed them together, I understood exactly what she desired me to do.
“My turn to taste you. I want to do it this way.”
It was fair to say my cock adored this idea. But I had to warn her. “I may not last long that way.”
“It’s not how long you last, it’s how fast you recover that matters,” she quipped with a wink.
Didn’t need to invite me twice. I leveraged over her chest and moved my dick between her breasts before sliding into heaven. Holy shit. The moment her lips parted, I realized I was a fucking goner. To keep myself from coming too quickly, I started to recite my fantasy draft football roster.
But she had other plans. She sat up further, taking more of me inside her throat and causing me to curse out loud.
It was pointless to fight it a few minutes later. “Christ, I’m going to come.”
She didn’t make a sound but just took me in deeper.
My orgasm exploded on her tongue.
She took it all without hesitation. Christ. My entire body was still shaking as I came down from my climax, my growl filling the room. She gave the tip one last kiss, before lying back, a satisfied smile on her face.
I carefully shifted so I could lie beside her without crushing her with my weight and gathered her body into mine. “That was incredible.”
“Right back at you. Hope you don’t mind the girls taking center stage. You fulfilled a fantasy of mine.”
My eyes widened. “Your fantasy? I’d say it was mine, too.” My cock pressed against her thigh was already starting to harden again. I think it knew we were on borrowed time with this gorgeous woman and needed to make the most of it.
“That didn’t take long,” she whispered, humor in her voice.
“With you. It wouldn’t.” My hand patted around, trying to find the foil packet.
“You, um, need a refresher on where to touch me?”
I grinned, sliding out of the bed and finding what I was searching for on the floor. “Not at all. But I need this guy.” I held it up like a prize.
“Ah. Yes, you do.” She watched me open the packet and sheathe myself in the condom.
Although there were many ways I desired to be inside her in this moment, I chose missionary. I wanted to look into her eyes. As I spread her legs, I fisted myself, growing larger as my gaze settled on her smooth pussy with its simple strip of dark short hair. It was sexy as fuck.
Lining myself up with her, I eased in gently, watching her face as I did so. As soon as she closed her eyes, I insisted otherwise. “Open. I want to see you.”
Taking her hands in mine, I moved them up above her head as I pushed further inside of her. Christ. She was tight. Wet. Perfection.
“You okay?” I had to ask.
“Incredible. Don’t hold back.”
I wouldn’t. Instead, I tested her flexibility by putting one of her legs up on my shoulder and hitting her even deeper.
The erotic soundtrack of her breath mixed with her moans was my nirvana.
But it was nothing compared to the sound of her coming undone for me.
Once again, she was muffling her volume as she bit down on her lip to keep from screaming.
The thought struck me that I couldn’t wait to have her in my house where she wouldn’t have to hold back.
The beauty of another round was it gave me a chance to take my time before making her come once more before I finally gave into my own release, grinding it out on top of her.
Reluctantly, I eased out of her and climbed off the bed to dispose of the condom in the bathroom.
By the time I returned to the room, she was already searching for her clothes.
Normally, this was the part where things could get awkward.
Women getting the wrong idea about wanting to spend the night and needing to be prompted to leave.
But I wasn’t worried about that here. Instead, strangely, this felt like the beginning of something.
“Where do you think you’re off to?”
She rolled her eyes playfully. “Do I need to educate you on the logistics of a one-night stand? This is the part where I leave.”
I fought my panic at her exiting my life. “What if we’re not done yet?”
If I wasn’t mistaken, I could see her interest was piqued. “Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?”
“My mouth, tasting you everywhere. I didn’t take my time before in exploring your body. Now I intend to.” I tugged her back onto the bed where she looked up at me.
“You call that not taking your time?”
“You’re impatient, aren’t you?”
She didn’t bother to deny it. “Very.”
“But what if the prize is worth it in the end?” My mouth covered her left nipple, sucking, biting, and licking to soothe it. I didn’t miss the way her breath caught or her body arched into it.
“You’re planning to torture me, aren’t you?”
I grinned, lavishing equal attention on her other breast. “Yes. And you’re going to enjoy every second.”