Her gasp and her wetness are all I need as an open invitation. No longer able to keep this slow and seductive, I drive my finger into her dripping center.

“Oh god.” Her hips lift to the ceiling, and I use my free arm to anchor her to the mattress.

“You like that?”

“Yes.” She massages my shoulders, then holds my hair tightly as I kiss her aching clit.

My tongue follows the same movement as my fingers. It doesn’t take long for Nora’s legs to stiffen around me. She’s close. Her pussy clenches around my fingers and I stroke lazy circles with my tongue around her clit.

“Drake.” Fuck, I love how she says my name and that throaty gasp.

“Baby,” I murmur into her folds, knowing full well the vibration from my voice will set her off.

She doesn’t disappoint as she releases my hair and struggles to find something else for her hands to hold on to. She bucks into my face, and I suck harder, faster, drowning in her heat.

The noises she makes are fucking erotic, and the way her body spasms with her orgasm nearly has me going over the edge as well.

“Drake. I need you inside me.”

I fumble in my back pocket for a condom and strip off my jeans. Nora sits up and takes the condom from me, opening it and stretching it over my cock. It’s the most erotic scene I’ve ever witnessed.

Her body is red and glistening in sweat from her orgasm. Her hands grip me as she sheathes me.

“Fuck, Nora.” I roughly hold her face between my palms and kiss her, her orgasm still fresh on my tongue.

I’m still sitting on my knees, and she straddles me. She drapes her arms over my shoulders and lifts her body before coming down hard on my cock.

We both gasp at the sudden intrusion of my cock in her center. She’s tight and wet and clenches me hard as she moves up and down.

The angle has me so deep I can feel her back wall. Nora leans back, resting her palms on the bed behind her, and rides me. I cup her breasts and draw her nipple in my mouth, sucking hard.

“I need you to come for me again, Nora. Come on my dick with me.”

“I don’t know if I can again.”

“You can,” I growl, rubbing myself against her clit, then bringing my fingers between our bodies, massaging her sensitive area.

“Drake.”

I’ll never tire of hearing my name on her lips. I suck her nipple harder and release it with a pop. When I bring the other one to my lips, I feel her thighs clamp tightly around me before her pussy does the same.

“Yes, baby.” I push her back on the bed and drape her ankles over my shoulders, bending her in half. I’m in so deep. Physically. Emotionally.

My heart. My dick. My balls tighten and hug my body close, bracing themselves for release. I stroke her clit one more time and she tenses, pushing her head back into her pillow and calling out to me, to God.

I follow right behind, ramming myself into her as I find my release. I’m either having a heart attack or the strongest, most explosive orgasm of my life. Sweat beads on my forehead and drips into my eyes.

“Damn, baby.” I lower her legs, which fall limp on either side of me. I don’t want to leave her, but my arms can’t hold me up much longer.

I slip from her center, both of us gasping at the loss, and roll to my back.

“Are you trying to kill me?” I drape one arm over my forehead and reach for her with the other, finding her hand.

“Me? You’re the one who literally drew the last breath from my body. Twice.”

“I’d apologize if I didn’t have plans on doing that to you again.”

“Already?”