Her eyes fly straight up to mine as I nudge the head of my shaft against her heat and then I’m slowly pushing my cock inside of her, making her back bow off the bed.
I drop my forehead against hers, breathing heavily as I slide it in.
Before we reach the last few inches I pull back again, teasing her with long languid strokes so that she can get used to the size before I start actually giving it to her.
She reaches up to press a small kiss to my cheekbone and I’m instantly fighting a smile, ducking down to take her lips with mine as I run my fingers through her hair.
“Was last night really the best night of your life?” she whispers, pink cheeked and panting, and I breathe out a laugh, nodding my head at her.
“Yeah,” I murmur. “It was the best night of my next life, too.”
She laughs happily and I encase my palms around both of her hips, starting to thrust it a little faster, a little deeper.
“Is this the vest that you wore w-when… when I saw you working at your daddy’s garage?” she pants, clinging onto me tighter as I pump her harder against the bed.
“Yeah,” I grunt, my eyes dropping to her bouncing tits.Holy fuckin’ shit.“M-maybe don’t use that word right now though,” I add, well aware that she knows which word I’m talking about.
“You like that?” she whispers, the smile evident in her sexy voice.
I laugh and then groan, my hands gripping harder to hold her in place. “I definitely fucking like it,” I murmur. “That’s why I’m beggin’ you not to say it right now.”
I pull up onto my haunches so that I can watch my girl take my pumps.
“Did you like that thing that we did last night?” I ask, jerking my chin at her.
She looks up at me with wide eyes, her cheeks turning red when she realises what I’m talking about. I’m saying it without saying it, because I want to make sure that she liked it just as much as I did before I do it to her again.
She grips her fists into the front of my vest, twisting it in her hands to make the dirt-stained cotton lift higher up my abs. Her lips pop open as she looks at the dark hair running down from my naval to my shaft and I thrust into her faster, my cock growing heavier by the second.
“Yes,” she whispers finally and I groan in relief, dropping down so that I can pin her to the bed with my chest. I capture her lips with mine before filling her up with warm strokes of my tongue.
She whimpers into my mouth and her body is instantly clenching, her thighs tightening around my middle as she ascends into her orgasm.
“Gonna let me do it again?” I ask, pumping her faster as she moans against my neck. I push one of her knees up against thepillow and she cries out my name, making me grunt and thrust messily, my sac smacking loud against her ass.
“Yes,” she pants. “Please, yes.”
I slip my tongue back inside of her mouth, rubbing her up as I finish her off, only pulling back to look at her when she falls limply against the sheets.
I pull my vest over my head and toss it beside us, knowing that we’re gonna need it on hand in less than a minute. Fallon’s lashes flutter sleepily as she lets herself stare at my chest, her hands reaching out tentatively as if she wants to touch me.
I grab her wrists in my fists and shove her hands right against my pecs, letting her grip and massage at me, my cock still wedged deep inside.
She moves her hips slightly and I smirk, rubbing my hands up and down her forearms.
“You sure?” I ask her, slow-pumping it in and out, keeping myself right on the precipice.
“Yeah,” she whispers, one of her hands stroking up towards my stubble.
I ease my cock out of her and Fallon immediately moans, struggling beneath me because she hates being empty.
“I know, baby,” I murmur as I roll off the condom, and then I sit back so that she can get a look at me bare.
I wrap my fist around myself and grimace as I look down, my shaft thick and heavy, the head already leaking.
I take one of Fallon’s hands and pull it down to my cock, wrapping her around it and gripping my fists over hers. Then I pump my dick against her belly and she bites her lip, whimpering loud.
“Keep making those sounds, baby,” I tell her, my voice deep and demanding. I shove our fists down to the base and piston my hips forward, my jaw turning rigid as I find a rhythm and start thrusting.