Page 20 of Pool Girl - An Instalove Possessive Age Gap

I feel the pressure of her head pumping a nod against my chest.

“I know he will be… but is it wrong of me to want to make the most of it though?” she asks, looking up at me with clear eyes.

“We don’t have to,” I start, but her hand is already unzipping me and one of mine has half her chest in it, thumbing her thick nipple, making her eyes roll back as she starts to purr.

“Oh yes we do,” she says, a fire replacing her innocent look and her purr becoming a low moan as she unbuttons me, taking my thick heat in her hand, making us both gasp.

“I want you to take me, Will. Right here on the living room floor.”

I groan with satisfaction, eager to hear more of what I know she has to tell me. Plus I have a fair bit of my own pillow talk to get off my chest, amongst other places.

“Say it again Piper,” I order her firmly. “There’s only one time you get to say it for the first time… the only time.”

I mean it. I don’t want this moment to be anything less than what we both know we need, not just want to happen.

It means everything to me.

“Make me yours, Will. Claim me proper and fill me with it… every freaking inch and make me scream your name again while I slam up against you hot, fat dick.”

I kiss her, hard. Surprised by how hard she’s kissing me back. I’m suddenly grateful we’re here at her house. And most definitely grateful we’re alone.

A part of me wanted to have her first time at home, our home, but I know she feels more at home here.

We both move over to the couch, our mouths still locked once we collapse into each other on it.

Holding her like this, knowing how bad she wants to give herself to me, how much I know I want to give myself to her…

We both fall suddenly silent. Our urgency slows to a delicate touch, our kisses more tender and I find myself taking the time she deserves for me to appreciate just how beautiful she really is.

“Slamming up against my hot, fat dick?” I ask chuckling, teasing her a little.

“And more than that,” she warns me with a grin, shrugging a little. Not even minding my teasing her.

As promised, once I strip off her clothes to my satisfaction, she’s left only wearing that white T-shirt and nothing else.

It doesn’t take me long to get totally naked and with no blankets or bedding, we only have our own bodies to fuel our warmth as well as our desire which has already reached a new level.

She’s shivering again, and I know it’s not from the cold. I hold her face in my hands and tell her the only thing that really matters, that I love her. That I’ll always love her.

She takes me in both her hands and smiles to herself, marveling at my manhood as she slowly runs both her hands up and down my shaft, making my breath quicken and my jaw tighten.

“I want you inside me, Will,” she says firmly, and I lay her back on the couch, her legs opening for me, her hands reaching up around my neck.

Kissing her tenderly, I take my time in easing myself down, stopping once I feel the hot, slick wetness of her heat against my cock.

We both shudder and she bites her lip, her eyes dreamy but suddenly open wide when I ask her if she’s sure.

Giving a sharp nod with her head, I take one hand and hold myself, tracing my tip around her entrance, which makes us both groan loudly.

Her breathing is intense, and as I feel my swollen head finally press inside her. She pants, writhers, and thrusts her hips forward as she takes a good third of me in one swift movement, making us both gasp.

A little wince of painful pleasure passes over her face and I pause again but feel the warmth of her increase as her legs wrap around me, pulling me further and further inside her until I’m in her to the hilt.

Her low moans become a steady grunt as I grip those hips of hers, feeling my thighs pressed up against hers as our two bodies finally lock together as one.

I knew she’d be the perfect fit for me, and she is.

I also find out pretty quick she wasn’t kidding about slamming up against me. Piper likes it hard and fast as much as she likes it gentle and slow.

I slide out of her and pound up against her. The sight of her large chest rocking in time with our movement is like poetry in motion for me and I find that as big as my hands are, I just can’t seem to get a hold of enough of Piper to make me feel like I’m touching her enough.

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