Page 7 of Vapor's Blaze

“I’d be lying if I denied it. Your cock is great, but I like your low-key sense of humor and the fact that you dance like a maniac. Not many guys can keep up with me on the dancefloor, but you did.”

My hand slides down to cover her hip. “You can certainly keep a techno beat. Keeping up with your pretty ass was not easy.”

“If there is one thing I’m not, it’s easy.”

“I never for a moment thought you were.” I nip at her earlobe and slide the hand on her hip down between her legs to tease her clit. “You might be a challenge to keep up with on the dancefloor but in the bedroom is where that gets reversed up.”

“Dude, you might have the world’s best cock but that doesn’t mean I want to get fucked to death on it.”

My hand freezes. “You’ve had enough of my wandering hands, sexy lips, and hungry cock for one night. Is that what I’m hearing you say?’

She looks at me over her shoulder and says, “I like your cock inside me, but I don’t have another round in me right now.” Her face cracks open in a huge yawn. “I’ll probably be up for more in the morning. Does that work for you?”

“It fucking well does because that means I get to sleep snuggled up with you tonight.”

“You’re too good a catch to throw back just yet,” she tells me with a note of amusement in her voice.

I tumble off to sleep, with the growing awareness that I never even got her name. I cringe on the inside about that, it’s the kind of shitty behavior I thought I left behind years ago. I remind myself to be better.

***

When the first rays of the sun shines into the room through the gap in her curtains I realize my cock slipped out at some point in the night. Fucking hell. That was disappointing if not terribly surprising. The good news is my hard-on was back with a vengeance. I’ve halfway decided to ignore it when my new sleeping companion presses her ass against my erection, causing my entire body to light up with a spark of lust.

“Good morning, beautiful.” I whisper in her ear, as I roll her over onto her back. I’m determined to find out if she’s awake and inviting me for sex, or if it was some involuntary movement she made in her sleep.

Bringing her arms up around my neck, she pulls me down for a kiss. As we tangle tongues, one of her legs comes out to wrap around my waist, opening her to me. I put the head of my cock in position and begin easing in. We went at it pretty hard last night. It makes me cautious enough to go slow this morning. When her other leg comes out to give me more room, I get a better angle to settle between her legs and thrust into her wet heat and back out again slowly over and over again as she moans in pleasure. I make my mouth useful by tending to her sensitive breasts just the way she likes.

Meanwhile, she’s whispering all the things that men like to hear as I slowly fuck her, making sure she feels every glide of my thick cock. I have always loved morning sex. It’s wonderful to find a partner who is into as much as I am. This entire experience has been mind-blowing.

“My cock loves being inside you. It’s like he’s found a new home.”

“Tell him he’s just visiting,” she murmurs with her eyes closed and a blissful look on her face.

“Telling him yourself. He’s doing the heavy lifting for the both of us right now. I’m not going to be the one that wrecks his concentration.”

She places one hand over my face and gives me a playful push. “Both of you need to concentrate on the task at hand. You’ve barely got two functioning brain cells between you.”

I nip at her hand with my teeth, making her jerk her hand back. She’s fun and always says the last thing that I’m expecting. That makes her worlds more interesting than most women I’ve met. I start thrusting rougher, deeper, and harder. “Don’t worry, I know exactly what you need. Let me know if I’m too rough.”

One hand moves down to stroke her clit as my mouth opens over the side of her neck and I nip at her. Her pussy clenches around me. It’s clear that she loves the way I fuck.

“That sweet pussy of yours wants me, not anyone else,” I tease her. The idea pops into my mind to stake a claim. “That means you’re mine from now on.”

“You don’t own me,” she replies sharply, totally busting that bubble. Then she clamps down on my cock as she comes again.

“You and your pussy seem to be having a disagreement on that issue, sweetness.”

“She can be yours for now,” she replies grudgingly.

“Talk to me, beautiful. If you don’t like the bedroom games I play, just let me know what turns you on.”

“You have a nice cock. Maybe we could grab a shower and I could have little taste.”

“After that, what’s next on your sexy to do list?” I press her for more because her wanting to suck my cock is kicking up my arousal.

“We come back to bed for another round. I want to be top, have all the control,” she responds firmly.

“You want to ride my cock. Is that what I’m hearing you say?” I know our conversation isn’t all that original, but something about talking about fucking while we’re fucking arouses me.

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