Page 41 of Netting the Goalie

I expected her to meet me halfway.I didn’t expect her to come at me with such unbridled lust.

But damn, I appreciated it.

Her enthusiasm released my own constraints.

Wrapping my arms around her, now that my mouth had engaged hers in a deep, wet kiss, I pulled her against me.Her pelvis flattened against me, rubbing against my hard on in a way that let me know she was with me all the way.

My dick got even harder and jerked against her as she wriggled against me.

Fuck.

I tore away from her mouth so I could look into her eyes.“Fast and hard first time.I promise I’ll make you come.Slower the second time.”

Her cheeks went red but her eyes burned as she nodded.

“Absolutely.”

Her hands were at my waistband in the next second while I grabbed the sides of her yoga pants and shoved them down her hips.I covered her mouth again, my tongue sinking into her mouth and rubbing against hers.

Then she pulled down my zipper and wrapped her hands around my dick.

Holy fuck.

She immediately started to stroke me as she wriggled her hips while I pushed her stretchy pants farther down her legs.

I had them to her knees when they finally started to fall on their own and I could use my hands for other things.

Like petting her between her thighs.

Her sex lips were silky soft and wet.So fucking wet.I let my fingers play there for several seconds, heard her moan deep in her chest and her fingers pause.

When I flicked at her clit, she shuddered and her fingers clutched around my cock.

Fuck, yes.

I pulled away and turned her around before she realized what I was doing.I caught a quick glimpse of her slack mouth and surprised eyes before I plastered myself against her back and grabbed her wrists, stretching her arms out in front of her.

“Hands on the counter.Hold on.”

She obeyed me, bending forward at just the right angle to let me know she was on board with my plans.

Whipping out my wallet, I grabbed the condom, dropped the wallet and covered my dick in record time.

Then I put one hand on her hip, rubbed the head of my cock between those wet lips while I slipped two fingers inside her.

Tight.Hot and wet.

His.

Pushing back onto my fingers, Bliss moaned again.“Shane.No teasing.”

Hell, I wasn’t.I couldn’t.Not now.

I took one step closer, angled my cock and thrust home in one motion.

Her back bowed as she took me in.And I nearly lost it at the feel of her wrapped around me.

Running my hand along her spine, I began to move.Short, jerky thrusts that had her gasping, her hands clenching at the edge of the counter, her ass tilting up to take me deeper.

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