Page 52 of Don't Puck Your Best Friend’s Girl

The confidence radiating from her body language speaks more than she would ever know. My dick pulses, ready to be inside of her. I swallow nervously, taking in her delicious body. It almost feels like she's taunting me.

"No condom?" I ask, getting overly excited to feel her raw.

She shrugs. "I'm on birth control, and I'm not a whore. Are you?" she asks.

I chuckle. "No. Unfortunately, I'm not like my brother."

"Okay then," she says as I inch forward.

I lean over body, taking her in. Fuck, she's perfect. I lean down, placing my lips on her sternum, and then I suck on her nipple. She inhales, watching me. I grab my dick and aim for her. I press into her, watching as she arches in full ecstasy.

"Saylor," I moan, stretching her out as I inch in. She takes me so fucking good, so I moan, leaning down to kiss her.

I'm struck by the staggering realization that I will never get enough of this — of her. Of the way she looks beneath me, the sounds she makes, the heat of her surrounding me. She's like a drug in my bloodstream, an addiction I never saw coming but now can't imagine living without.

"I’m about to come," I admit.

"Already?" she jokes, so I lean up to take a break. I hold it in, knowing she wants me to keep going.

I grab her right leg and put it to the other side. Now I have a perfect view of her face, her tits, and her perfect plump ass. God damn. I grab onto it, digging my fingers into her flesh as I fuck her hard, feeling like I could explode at any given moment.

I pull out and instinctively eat her pussy again. This time it's mixed with my saltiness, but I don't mind it as I curl my finger inside of her again. I need her to orgasm right now so I can fill her up with my come.

This time she's calmer, more allowing as she rides my face.

Then suddenly, her back is arching as she howls. I move my finger and tongue at the same pace, enjoying her orgasm under my mouth. When the peak is done, I aim back into her.

Her pussy is even wetter as I start fucking her, rubbing her clit. She starts crying out to me, "Don't stop! Don't stop!"

I keep going, rubbing her clit in circles.

I mutter, "I’m coming, baby. You coming with me?"

Her eyes meet mine as she rocks her hips. That look makes me fucking come in an instant. I keep plunging into her, waiting for her second orgasm.

"Let go, baby," I encourage and then it happens. "Come for me."

An intense orgasm starts to release as she moans my name, still riding my dick. I can feel my come seeping out of her.

I stay inside of her releasing my fingers from her clit and then I lean down for a kiss.

"That was so fucking hot, Saylor."

She sits up to kiss my lips again and wraps her arms around me while I’m still deep inside of her.

"I want to stay like this," I admit. "Close to you."

She laughs, wiggling on me. "It's getting messy down there."

I nod. "It is. That's how you make me feel."

She bursts out into laughter. I watch her for a moment, and then I kiss her laugh, wanting to drink it in. Each kiss, each touch pushes me higher, closer to an edge I'm suddenly afraid to fall from — not because of the fall itself, but because I don't know who I'll be on the other side.

I pull out, looking for something to clean the mess. She points at the towel hanging over the edge of the bed, admiring me as I do. I wipe my dick and watch as the semen leaks out of her, the sight turning me on all over again. I walk to her and wipe her the best that I can. We make eye contact, hiding our smiles as I take care of her.

I've never had this with anyone else before, this subtle acknowledgment that this feels right, it feels good, and we can't get enough of each other.

"Now what?" she asks as I toss the towel towards the door. I put on my clothes as she stands up to grab something from her dresser.

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