Page 13 of Thunder Thighs
He raised up on one elbow, his eyes warm and affectionate. "Let's get you cleaned up then I'll try again."
I raised an eyebrow, a smile playing at the corners of my mouth. "Again?"
"Baby, you're no longer a virgin. But missionary is only one position." He pressed a kiss to the tip of my breast. "There's a whole universe of positions to explore."
"Mm?" I let my eyelids drop to half-mast, my legs falling open. I slid a hand down my body, letting my fingers trail through the wet at the juncture of my thighs. "I do have one or two I've thought about before?"
Gunnar's head dropped, his gaze narrowing to focus on my fingers. "Yeah?"
"Mm…" I slid a finger up, dancing around my over-sensitized clit. "Doggy, for one."
"We can try that." His voice was a husky whisper.
"Girl on top."
"Definitely."
"Against a wal-"
He shoved my fingers out of the way with a growl. "Cock tease."
Giddy delight settled in my belly and spilled out of me as giggles as he dropped to his back, hauling me over him. He tore the first condom free, quickly disposing off it before rolling another down his cock. I watched in rapt interest before my gaze snapped up when he issued a harsh demand.
"Ride my cock."
Oh, but I was more than happy to oblige.
I shuffled up, settling over him. He guided his cock to my core, one hand on his member, the other on my hip.
"Slow, baby." He murmured as I sank down.
I whimpered, eyes shutting at the feel of him.
"Shhh," his hands crept up, soothing my sides. "Easy, baby. Easy. No rush. Take your-"
He bit off his words, losing them in a strangled groan as I slammed down onto his cock. My thick thighs framed his body, pressing into his sides. He ran a hand down, resting on my left thigh.
"Baby," he grunted. "you feel so fucking good. You keep this up and I'm gonna come."
I rolled my hips, enjoying this position. He didn't act like I was too heavy or big. He looked at me with desire, his hands caressing inches of skin I never thought a man would touch.
"Am I-"
"You're perfect." He interrupted. "You feel fucking amazing. You look like a goddess riding my cock." He squeezed my thighs with his hands. "You just keep going, baby. Keep making us both feel good."
I closed my eyes, giving in to the rhythm of my body. My hands drifted from where they rested on his chest, dragging lazily up my body to cup my breasts, thumbs darting out to tease my nipples.
"Fuck yeah." Gunnar grunted, his hands circling my hips. "Tease your beautiful nipples. Pull them a little. That's it. Good girl."
I clenched around him, a low moan slipping free.
"You like that?" He asked, shifting under me. His pelvis pressed up, taking over. He fucked me with deliberate strokes, his cock hitting me deep and steady. "You want more of me? You want more of this? You wanna cum, my good girl?"
Once, twice, we both came in a flash of skin and soft cries. I slumped down, my breasts pressing against his chest as we fought for breath.
His arms came up, fingers dragging down my back over and over.
"Wow," I muttered.
