Page 6 of Vapor's Blaze

I shove her hair out of her face again. “You ready for my cock or do you want to pass on that monster tonight?”

Locking her legs around my waist, she pulls me closer. “Thank you for all the amazing orgasms.”

Glancing up into her eyes, I ask, “I really should be the one thanking you. I knew the moment I saw you dancing there on your own, lost in the music that you were something special. I’m the lucky guy who caught your notice tonight.”

Though her expression turns delighted, there is a hint of mischievousness there as well. “Lucky would be getting to ride your cock,” she teases.

“Be careful what you wish for, darlin’. I’m all too eager to be inside you. Be sure to tap out if I get to be too much.”

“My mama didn’t raise no quitter,” she flings back with a laugh.”

There is a bit of challenge in her voice that just thrills the fuck out of me. I cup her face in my hands, resting my weight on my elbows and rub my thumbs over her cheeks. “I really didn’t expect to like you so much right off the bat.”

She grins as she reaches down to stroke my cock as if to get me back on task. Normally, I’m all about the sex with women. Tonight, with this delightful find, it’s all about the romance.

She’s way too eager to let me stray from the reason for my visit, so she moves my cock into place as a reminder. “I’m a pretty likable woman, so I’ve been told.”

“I think you’re much more than just likable.”

I lean down and suck on one nipple after the other while I press my hard, thick cock into her wet, welcoming body.

She whispers in my ear how good I feel inside her and it’s enough to prompt me to pull out and dive back in again. Setting a steady pace, I drive us right to the brink of orgasm as she writhes beneath me.

When she’s on the verge of coming apart under me, I graze my fingers over her clit. Giving her tiny wet bud a firm rub makes her come screaming my name. Hearing my name on her lips is beautiful music to my ears. The moment she clamps down on my cock, I shoot my load. It feels like I’m shooting hard, fast, and more than ever before.

“You’re an amazing lady,” I gasp, reluctant to pull all the way out because her pussy is still fluttering around my cock. This is when I realize that I’ve fucked her so hard she can’t speak. I watch her gasp for air as her body shakes off that last orgasm.

Finally, she manages to get out, “Amazing doesn’t begin to cover it.”

Pride threatens to become a permanent fixture in my mind but I’m too level-headed for that. As we cool down, she wiggles her hips closer, making me think she might be ready for another round. I decide to accommodate her by forcing myself to pull out long enough to turn her over and then place her on her hands and knees. She collapses onto the bed.

Stroking my hands over her back, I ask tentatively, “You ready for round two, beautiful?”

She nods almost immediately. I wrap an arm around her waist and drag her up onto all fours. She makes a high-pitched sound of surprise. It makes my cock throb with lust.

I slide back in just in time to feel the tight clasp of her body clench around mine again. This woman likes the feel of my cock inside her. I can tell by the way she gets more verbal and enthusiastic as my thrusts get deeper.

Her head turns and she glances at me over her shoulder. When I look into her eyes, I see her pupils are dilated and her expression is excited and filled with wonder. Damn, she’s pretty. When her eyes drop down to the tattoos on my chest, I feel seen, maybe even understood. My tatts tell the tale of my life after all. I think she actually gets that.

I’m pleasantly surprised when she moves backwards to meet each thrust. Taking one firm stroke into her body after another, I reach up and place one hand on her shoulder to keep her from moving up the bed. Her back arches making her ass stick out. I love the visual of her pretty ass and the way my glistening cock looks moving in and out of her body.

When she comes again I join her, realizing that I’ve filled her twice now. After she collapses on the bed. I follow and roll us onto our sides so I don’t have to pull out. She snuggles back and down onto my cock like she belongs there.

I hold her close, running my lips over the back of her neck. “How are you holding up, sweetness? Was I too much?”

“Not at all. This is like sex on a whole other level for me, much more physical than I’m used to.”

“Yeah, we’re both young. We shouldn’t fuck like old people.”

She laughed. “You’re right. We should enjoy it while we can. One day we’ll be like thirty and over the hill.”

“Yeah,” I deadpan back. “Thirty is ancient.” God, if my club brother could hear her calling thirty over the hill their heads would explode. Those dudes are still going strong at forty and fifty and not anywhere close to being past their prime. I can only pray to do so well at their age.

“So, what I’m hearing you say is that you like my cock. Is that about the size of it?”

“Don’t be punny. Puns aren’t cool. They’re the lowest form of humor.”

“Consider me chastised, darlin’. Now answer the question.”

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