Page 22 of When I Found You

I keep my eyes on hers as I bring my lips back to her skin, sucking and biting my way down to the top of her panties. I bring a hand to her center, tracing the edge where it meets her skin. I ghost my fingers over her clit, applying just a light amount of pressure to it. Her hips buck under me as she seeks more friction. I slip a finger under the edge of her panties and along her seam. When I pull it away, much to her displeasure, my finger is coated in her wetness.

“Why are you stopping?” she pouts. The cuteness of her bottom lip pushed out has a chuckle falling from my lips.

“Not stopping, just getting these out of my way,” I tell her, as I slip my fingers into the waistband of her panties and tug them from her hips.

“Oh! Okay,” she says, lifting her ass off the bed to assist me in removing them. I slide them down her legs, bringing my lips to her skin every few inches. Once I reach her feet and have them completely off, I toss them behind me and onto the floor somewhere. Her legs fall back down onto the bed and I take my time looking her over once again. The only skin hidden from my view are her breasts, which are still cradled in her bra. It doesn’t do much to hide them, but it’s still sexy as fuck.

I pause my exploration of her body long enough to drop my own jeans but leave my boxers on for now.

I bring my hands down onto her calves, starting at her ankles and sliding them up. I watch her squirm under my touch as I ever so slowly run my fingertips up her legs until I reach her hips.

“Take off your bra for me, gorgeous,” I say, as I brush my fingertips along her lower abdomen, just above her mound. Sheslips a hand behind her back and unclasps her bra, then slides the straps off her shoulders and tosses the bra onto the floor.

God damn, she’s beautiful.

I groan loudly as I take in the rosy color of her pert nipples, then lean forward and drop a quick kiss to her lips before bending down and sucking a nipple into my mouth. As I latch on, I slip my fingers through her wet folds and sink two fingers inside of her.

“Fuck, Peyton!” Stacey cries out as her nails scrape up my back. I lavish her breasts, paying equal attention to both as I fuck her with my fingers and apply pressure to her clit with my thumb.

I can feel her body start to tremble around my fingers. Her breathing is coming in gasps and she starts to fall over the edge as her orgasm rolls through her body. I release her breast and slow my fingers, watching as she goes from tense to fully relaxed against the mattress. I slide up next to her on the bed, pulling her close as she recovers next to me.

A few minutes later, she starts to curl in closer to me, rolling on her side so she’s facing me. I feel her lips connect with my chest as she places open mouthed kisses along my skin. I tip her chin up and bring my lips to hers, pulling her closer.

We lazily make out, exploring as our hands roam each other’s bodies. Her hand makes it to the waistband of my boxers and slips in past the elastic. She wraps her fingers around my cock and I almost come unglued. It’s been along, longtime since I’ve had sex. Between no serious relationship in the past few years and deployments, I’ve been pretty celibate—a few random hookups over the years, but they weren’t anything worth remembering. Just a horny guy looking to scratch an itch every so often.

She starts to stroke my cock at a steady pace, rolling her fist around the crown before she slides her hand back down theshaft. I’m leaking like a teenage boy getting his first handjob, giving her much-needed lubrication. I can’t take much more of her assault unless I want to blow my load in her hand, and I don’t want that to happen this early in the night.

“Babe, you’ve got to stop. I’m going to blow,” I say against her lips as I reach down and stop her movements. “I’d rather be inside of you when I come, if you don’t mind.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” she sassily asks.

Say no more.

I push myself off the bed and reach down for my jeans, losing my boxers in the process. I pull my wallet out and slip the condom out of it. I changed out the condom I had in there this morning, not wanting to take any chances it would be expired.

I rip the package open and roll it down my aching cock. With the condom in place, I hover back over her on the bed.

“You ready?” I ask one last time.

“Yes,” she tells me, so I nudge her legs a little further apart. I rub the tip of my cock against her clit and through her folds, which pulls some inaudible moans from her lips.

I line myself up with her opening and after allowing just the tip to slip inside, I pull back out and then thrust in, stopping once I’m fully seated inside of her. The warmth that envelopes my cock has me seeing stars. I still, needing a moment to collect myself and keep myself from coming right away.

I drop my forehead to the crook of her neck and suck in a few deep breaths.

“You feel amazing,” I whisper against her skin a few seconds later.

“Mmmhmm, so do you.”

I shift my head up and kiss her as I start to pump my hips. We quickly find our rhythm and I pay attention to how her body reacts to every thrust, every flex of my hips.

I break the kiss and stop my thrusts, pulling out of her so I can change up our position. I slip off the bed and stand next to it. “Slide over here, put your ass right here,” I tell her, patting the edge of the mattress.

She obliges and moves right in front of me, her legs opening for me. I grab one of her ankles and place her leg so her foot is resting on my shoulder. I push back inside her, and this angle has her pussy gripping my cock even tighter than before.

“This okay for you?” I ask as I start to move.

“Perfect,” she pants as I hit her deeper and deeper. “Fuuuuuck,” she moans. “I’m going to come.”

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