“I want to watch you come,” he said, low and gentle. “Show me how much pleasure I’m giving you. Let me see.”
I gasped, trying not to close my eyes, staring at him but feeling my eyebrows pinch together as deep inside my pleasure focused, intensified, and released. My body quaked as an intense orgasm rocked through me - his finger, his touch, at the centre of it all. He watched me, smiling.
“Good girl,” he breathed.
Moving his hand to his cock, he positioned himself above me, still never taking his eyes off of me, and lowered himself down, pressing the head against me while I continued to shudder from orgasm, and pushed himself deep inside.
“Fuck,” he groaned, throwing his head back. “Fuck, the way you feel…” He inhaled sharply as he pulled out and thrust into me again. His cock was so thick it almost hurt, his movements dragged me back to the edge of pleasure and I moaned, rolling my head, as he rode in and out of me, faster, harder, and deeper. “Are you going to come?” he rasped, grabbing my hair at the forehead, and I nodded, biting my lip, and then shattered, as my pussy clamped down on him, intensifying the sensation of his cock.
“Fuck!” he cried again, slamming his cock into me and shuddering, coming inside of me. His cock spasmed as he gasped and pushed himself in deeper. “Fuck…”
With a heavy sigh, he fell on top of me, panting from his exertion and breathing into my ear. “I love you, Jordan,” he groaned. “I fucking love you.”