Page 41 of Swim To Me

“Condom?” I pant into the crook of her neck, gritting my teeth at the pure ecstasy rocketing through my veins and I’m not even fucking inside her yet.

“Top drawer.”

Blindly, I reach to my left, ripping open the drawer to her nightstand, bypassing the familiar feel of silicone, until my fingertips graze the long foil strip.

Tearing myself from her embrace, I sit back on my haunches, a tangle of limbs as I push my briefs down my legs and rip open the latex condom wrapper.

I’m about to roll it down my hard length, but Delilah beats me to it, plucking the condom from my hands and then pumping my bare cock once, twice.

My head tips back onto my shoulders, eyes rolling back. “Uh… Delilah.”

I feel her shift and then, whispered deep into my ear, “You’re so fucking hot.”

It takes all of my energy to peel open my eyes, but I’m so glad I do, glancing down to find Delilah watching herself stroke me,watching the long length of my cock pulse, the tip red with blood flow.

She bites her bottom lip and my God, I want her to look at me like that, every single fucking day.

“Delilah.”

Her eyes flick back up to my face, pupils blown wide.

“Roll the condom on me, gorgeous girl.”

Once I’m covered, I settle myself between Delilah’s legs again, holding the base of my condom coated length steady and watching my tip glide through her hot folds and up to her clit.

Tap, tap, tap.

Delilah’s stomach muscles jump visibly as I tease both of us, clenching my jaw when I dip back down to her entrance, sliding just the tip inside.

“Grey,please.”

My thumbs create divots in the creamy, soft skin of Delilah’s thick thighs, the only thing keeping me grounded, while I push forward, Delilah’s sweet plea echoing in my ears, and sink further into her wet heat.

I want to eat that first gasp of pleasure from Delilah’s lips and steal it for my own.

My own groan slips past my lips, ecstasy zinging up my spine at the feel of Delilah’s wet walls squeezing me.

When Delilah’s pelvis kisses mine, my cock bottoming out inside of her, I throw her legs over the tops of my shoulders, practically bending her in half to catch her mouth. Her breasts smush against my chest, her heart pounds, beating against my flesh and I smooth back her hair while I pull my hips back and then snap forward again.

The grip of her walls around me…

Holy fuck.

My mind seems to whiten over, unable to focus on anything else except this moment.

Delilah moans and whimpers in my ear, gasps and high pitch whines escaping her while I press the pad of my thumb to her clit again, desperate to see her fall apart for a second time.

“Grey,Grey…”She wiggles her hands between us, pinching at her own nipples until they stand to attention, red and puffy. “I’m so fucking close,oh my god.”

I smirk, staring down at her below me, my necklace swaying between us in time with my thrusts, while her walls milk me.

She’s feels like a fuckingdream.

“You gonna come on my cock? Make a mess all over me?”

Delilah stares up at me, wide eyed, fucking cock drunk. “Uh huh,yeah…”

And I’m barely hanging on.

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