Page 76 of Loathe at First Sight

“Sorry about that. Tends to happen in the morning…especially when I have a gorgeous woman in my bed.”

“Mmmm,” she practically moans which makes my problem worse. “What do you normally do in the mornings to get rid of it?”

“I either handle it myself, or I go for a run.”

When she rubs her ass on me a little more, I joke, “Do you want to go for a run?”

“Hmm. Well, I don’t have any of my workout clothes with me, but I have an idea of something else we can do to get some exercise in.”

“Oh, yeah? And what would that be?” I start trailing kisses across the back of her neck while my hand reaches up to pinch one of her hardening nipples.

“I think you already know.”

“I don’t think so,” I whisper before nipping her earlobe.

“Allow me to show you.”

Before I can ask what she means, she turns over and pushes me onto my back. She pulls the covers down and starts to move her naked body so that she can situate herself between my legs.

I can’t seem to take my eyes off her with her wild sex hair and her beautiful body. I want to kiss every inch of her soft skin. But right now, it looks like she has other plans.

When a woman is about to touch your cock, you let her do what she wants.

Not wanting any distractions, I tell Ellie to get down. Then, I grab another pillow to throw behind my head so that I have the perfect view.

Her eyes look down at my hard dick and then back at me. Her hand moves toward it, and I practically twitch with anticipation. But she doesn’t touch it. Instead, she scoots back a little and moves so that her head is down near me and her ass is in the air.

Man, that may be the best fucking sight I’ve ever seen.

She grabs my cock with one hand while she uses her tongue to give me a long lick. She starts at the bottom of my balls and doesn’t stop until she gets to the head of my dick.

I let out a loud groan as every nerve in my body springs to life.

“Holy fuck.”

She’s not anywhere near done, though. Her mouth opens as she sucks me inside, taking me down her throat in long, slow movements. Her brown eyes look up at me while she pulls me out of her mouth to swirl her tongue around the head.

“Christ, Liz,” I hiss through gritted teeth.

I push a few rogue curls out of her face so that I can get the full picture. I want this image burned into my brain.

Every time she starts to get me close, she brings me back down again.

What the fuck is this woman doing to me?

When I’m just about to lose my mind, she sits back up and says, “Condom?”

I grab one out of the drawer next to me. I’m about to open it when she grabs it out of my hand and rips it open with her teeth before rolling it on.

Then, she lowers herself onto me. She moves slowly, letting herself adjust to everything. But that’s where the slow ends. Liz sets her hands on my chest and starts riding me.

If I thought the head was good, her riding me may be even better. I get the perfect view of her cute little tits bouncing and the sheen of sweat making her skin glow. She throws her head back when she finds the right spot, and I grab her hips to fuck into her harder.

“Jack!” She moans louder and louder.

“That’s it, beautiful. Let me hear it.”

I grind her hips against me so that I make contact with her clit. She keeps riding me, and I wonder if the woman has unlimited energy.

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