Her skin smells like coconuts, the delicate scent that I’ve come to associate with Tori making me unbearablyhard.
When I slip off her tiny sleep shorts, I do it slowly, so she can stop me if this is going too far, but shedoesn’t.
Tiny pink lace panties greet me, and her satiny skin peeks through, making my mouth water. But tonight requires patience, so even though I want to rip off the dainty fabric with a hard yank and a growl, Idon’t.
She reaches for the button on my jeans, and I watch her lick her lips as she releases my cock from the confines of myclothes.
But as she’s reaching for me, I catch herwrist.
“Don’t move,” I instruct as I grab a dark towel from her bathroom and the lube I tossed in her nightstand last week. After I slide the towel beneath us and kick off my jeans and boxer briefs, I flip open the bottle and drizzle the clear liquid over my length before snapping it shut and tossing the container on thebed.
Eyes wide, pouty lips wet, she watches me palm my length and spread the lube. Squeezing from root to tip, I curve around the swollen head and back, the pace languid. Because it’s forher.
A deep flush paints her cheeks and tints her plump, pert breasts. “You’re making me crazy right now,” she whispers before licking two fingers and dipping her hand into herpanties.
A groan catches in mythroat.
Is there anything hotter than watching a stunning woman touch herself? Fuck, no. And especially not mywoman.
My cock swells in appreciation of the quick motion of her hand underneath the lace. Of the way her other hand pinches her nipple with a hard tweak. Of her ravenousstare.
“I could watch you do this all night.” It’s true. Tori’s a vision. A goddamn goddess. Hair tangled around her, tits high and flushed, slender hips gyrating to a tempo I can feel, a heavy thumping bass that extends all the way down myhips.
With a squeeze to my balls, I edge back before I embarrassmyself.
Her sultry voice zings through me. “Ethan, touchme.”
She swallows when I caress her legs, from the back of her knee to where her thigh reaches her ass. My fingers dig into that sweet dip between the two until they meet in the middle and she’s out ofbreath.
“Gonna take these off”—I finger the lace scrap adorning her pretty pussy—“and then you’re gonnacome.”
She nods on a pant that has me palming myselfagain.
Her eyes are hazy with lust, but beneath the desire, beneath the craving, I see something I’ve never had in any other relationship. Absolutetrust.
And it makes me fall that much harder for thisgirl.
Keeping my eyes pinned to hers, I guide her panties down until they’re out of my way, and then I kneel between her open thighs. Pulling my length up, I let my cock slap against her swollen mound, and she gasps, arching toward me and telling me yes. My girl likes it rough sometimes, though tonight, I want to take it easy on her.Mostly.
With a leisurely thrust, I glide against her. Notching through her folds. Knocking the head of my cock against that sensitivenub.
Slow,I remindmyself.
But then she parts herself so I can fit even closer, and my balls draw uptight.
“Goddamn,baby.”
A gasp escapes her at the sensation, and she pulls her knees to her chest, the sight enough to send me right back to the edgeagain.
Really and truly, I want to thank Jesus right now for the honor of fucking this beautifulwoman.
My thrusts make her tits bounce, delighting the caveman in me, who wants to carry her to my lair and fuck her into the next iceage.
Nearly mindless with desire, I squeeze her pussy lips that cradle me, tightening her around me, and when she gazes down at my slick crown parting her, that’s all it takes for her to come with a muffledcry.
Head thrown back, body tight and arched, her body heaving, Tori’s still shuddering when light dots my vision and that tidal wave of pleasure barrels throughme.
My body quakes as I shoot my release on her stomach, the sensation so intense, I catch myself on one arm before I almost crushher.