Page 24 of Planes, Trains, and Candy Canes

“Like that?” Derrick asked, voice muffled.

“So much.”

In minutes, her stomach began to cramp in that familiar way, a bundle of pressure that she got before she came, but she needed something more.

Jeff would get so upset if she “interrupted” him during sex. He’d mentioned that her hints or requests in the middle of his pleasuring her annoyed him and made him feel like she didn’t trust him to get the job done.

And he didn’t get the job done 90% of the time. Not making that mistake again.

“On my back, on my back!” Reese panted, and Derrick simply nodded and rolled to his chest as she collapsed on her back on the bed. Like a guided missile, his head slid right back home and his fingers dove inside of her. This time, the curling, probing motion was in the right direction, strong fingers pulling the sensitive spot on her upper wall towards a throbbing hot peak that would drench him.

“I want to come on your cock,” she hissed, fists clenching in his hair.

“Oh, God, I want that, too. I’m not going to last long.”

“I don’t mind, because I’m not either. I just want to feel you in me. Ineedyou in me.” She did, for purely selfish reasons. Her pussy wanted something to work itself against, her muscles had already put his fingers in a chokehold, and it wasn’t enough.

Derrick lifted himself up and over her, then paused. “Want to be on top?”

Pounding into him, or letting him pound into her?

“Selfishly speaking, I’m going to come harder and faster if I’m on top,” she admitted, thinking about sinking her hips down onto his long, smooth shaft and letting it bottom out inside of her tight, squeezing tunnel.

“Why the hell is that selfish? I’m going to get to feel you come, and there’s no better feeling! Up!” Derrick flopped to his back and pulled on her arm like an excited kid.

“We’re doing this again,” Reese laughed, a playful warning in her voice. “You’re way too good at this.”

“I didn’t even pull out my best moves. Well, moves I want to try anyway.”

“And he wants to be adventurous, ladies and gentlemen. I’m sold.” Reese bent to kiss him, licking the salty sweetness of herself from his lips as she sank fully onto his cock with one long, slow push.

Twin groans erupted from both of them.

“Oh. That’s so perfect.” Derrick looked up at her, wide-eyed, mesmerized. Awed.

No man had ever looked at her with that kind of worshipful appreciation.

Her hips sank and swiveled, up and down, faster and faster, pulling tortured breaths from Derrick as she felt him sluicing pre-cum inside of her. “Someone’s ready,” she whispered between her own soft, uneven moans.

In answer, Derrick’s hips rose to meet hers. “Oh! Oh, like that!” her eyes widened in revelation.

In seconds, Derrick had matched her, his body syncing with hers, like software that changes based on the user’s input. He moved in perfect cadence with her, speeding up or slowing down so expertly that she wondered if she was actually dreaming.

Nothing has ever felt like this—and this is us at our worst, she thought wonderingly as the sizzling hot knot inside her belly started to unravel.

“Nothing has ever felt like this,” Derrick whispered, hands suddenly up on her shoulders. His thumbs came together at the base of her throat, massaging and kneading.

He dug in harder, pulling her down just as she was craving his entire length, wanting to feel him buried to the hilt as her pussy danced its final frantic pulses that would push her over the edge.

Did he really say that? Just what I was thinking.“Love this. Love you!” she grunted, head bowing and finally feeling herself topple off the cliff into long, blissful waves of orgasm.

“Love you. And this. Oh, fuck! Fuck, Reese, you’re perfect. This is perfect.” He hissed, and his hips finally lost their measured rhythm, going wild as he spurted inside of her.

Reese rolled off, sloppy, sleepy, and deliciously happy. “Am I dreaming?”

“Nope. But maybe in five minutes.” Derrick wrapped his arms around her and snuggled into her with a happy nuzzle that melted her heart.

“You said I was perfect. That’s not something anyone would say in the waking world.”

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