Page 37 of Kiss and Make Love

I fished my wallet out of my back pocket and dug around inside. “Oh, thank goodness, I do,” I said, holding up the little square package.

“Do you need some help getting hard again?” she asked, gazing at my spent dick with a look I could only describe as hungry.

She wanted to help. Not one time could I remember a woman ever asking me that. “Let me touch you for a few minutes, and I’ll be ready to go, Mol. Your body does things to me.”

“Touch me anywhere you want, Theo. I’ve been wanting your hands on me for the past five months,” she said with a sigh.

I trailed my fingers up the inside of her thighs, reveling in her smooth skin and light-brown stretch marks. My tongue felt three sizes too big again. “Okay? I mean…is this okay?”

She grabbed my hand, stopping my movement. “I love that you want my consent, big guy, but you have my permission to touch me everywhere. You don’t have to ask,” she said, releasing my fingers.

I continued to trace my way up her thighs, across her hip bones, and over her exposed stomach. I flattened my palm and slid it over one of her breasts, massaging and groping. My breath came faster, and my cock thickened once again.

I slipped both of my hands under her halter top and squeezed her tits, uttering a groan. “Fuck, Mol. Your tits are amazing. Just the right size to fit in my palms.”

“And I think your cock is the right size to fit in my pussy.” She motioned down to where my dick was at full mast, waiting to find a home in her.

I sat up, ripped open the wrapper, and slid the condom down my length.

“Take my skirt and panties off, then fuck me like I know you do in your dreams.” She lifted her hips.

I grabbed the waistband of her skirt, along with her underwear, and tugged them off in one sweeping motion. Her bare pussy was on display for me, already leaking in anticipation of my touch. The dark strip of hair leading right to it made my dick twitch. What did I do to deserve such a woman?

Her eyes twinkled underneath the lights of the library. “I’m ready when you are.”

Pulling her legs around my hips, I notched my cock at her entrance and lowered my body on top of hers. I wanted to be close to her, touch her, breathe her sweet honeysuckle scent. Slowly, so I could savour the first time, I pushed into her. She enveloped me completely, and I groaned in her ear.

“I’m not going to last long, Mol. Even having already come once, I don’t think I can hold out.”

Her palms travelled up and down my back. “That’s alright. This is about us being together. If you feel good, I feel good.”

I nodded, starting to thrust. Her pussy squeezed my cock, surrounding it with warmth and wetness. Damn. Lasting a respectable time just wasn’t going to happen. At least she wasn’t going to be mad about it. I’d make her come after. That’s what my tongue was for.

“Harder, Theo. Fuck me harder,” Molly cried out from beneath me, nails digging into my back.

I picked up the pace, already experiencing the familiar pull of climax in the pit of my stomach.

“Bite me. Mark me. Right here.” She put her hand on her neck. “And here.” She trailed her fingers to her breast. “And here.” She moved them further down to her ribs. “I want everyone to know I’m yours.”

I did as I was told, not wanting to hurt her but also dying to have her flesh between my teeth. Starting at her ribs, I bit down, and she bucked against my pumping hips.

“Yes, more,” she cried out.

“Fuck, Mol. You’re gonna make me come,” I grunted, loving all her little moans and yelps.

I yanked up her halter top and bit her bare breast, licking at her nipple and rolling it across my tongue.

“Fuck, Theo. Again. Harder,” she whimpered.

Hell, she was hot.

Once more, I bit down on her plump tit and was rewarded with the sweetest sound as she threw her head back and groaned.

I was about ten seconds away from unloading but still had to give her what she wanted. Pistoning my hips in a frenzy, I bit down on the crook of her neck, and she clawed at my shoulders, letting a breathy moan break from her lips.

“Come for me, Theo. Come all over my asshole,” she called.

My brain had to play catch-up, but my hands already knew what to do. I pulled out, snapped off the condom, and pumped my fist around my cock. Aiming it at her tight ring of muscle, I unloaded spurt after spurt of hot cum across her ass.

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