Page 100 of You Kissed Me First

Her shorts come next, leaving her in a pair of skimpy, lace panties that are pretty much see-through.

“Like what you see?” Her voice is seductive.

I swallow hard, nodding. “I love it. You’re a fucking masterpiece.”

My eyes meet hers so she can see the truth in my words. That only makes her blush. As the redness spreads across her cheeks, I follow it until my eyes are taking in every single piece of her body.

My hand absentmindedly goes to my dick. After several strokes, I glance up at her, finding her focused on my hand.

“Take the panties off.” My voice is demanding.

I’m surprised when she listens so well. Within seconds, she is peeling them from her body.

“Bring them here.”

Once she is at my side, I grab the panties from her hand, wrapping it around my dick so I can feel her wetness against my skin.

“That’s hot as hell, baby doll. You’re wet for me?” I ask her.

She bites her lower lip, nodding. Then she holds up a condom.

“I think you’ve played enough.” I thought her voice would waver, but it doesn’t.

This confidence in her is even sexier than when she lets her nerves show. It’s such a contradiction of the woman I fucked on a balcony only yesterday.

Pulling my hand away, I watch with rapt attention as she opens the condom before putting it on me. Then she climbs over me, hovering her pussy above my cock.

“You gonna ride me?” I know my eyes are probably crazy.

I feel like I’m high even though I know the doctor never gave me anything. There’s something about the wanton way she’s handling my body that is getting to me. I’m hotter than I ever have been before.

As she runs her hands down my chest, her nails slightly digging in, I jerk up, my dick poking her center.

“Patience. Good things come to those who wait,” she reprimands me with a smile.

“When it comes to you, I have no patience. I need to be inside you, Katie. Please put me out of my misery.”

“Have you ever begged for it before?” she asks.

“Never, but if that’s what it takes. Please, Katie. I need you right now. I’m begging you. Do you need me to get on my knees? I will. I’d do anything just to be inside you one more time.”

Her blush grows deeper with each word, but I can tell she’s happy. Hearing me tell her how bad I want her makes her feel good.

When she grips my cock, positioning it at her entrance, I hold my breath. I still remember what sliding inside her feels like.

Still, it’s like a whole new experience. Like when you think you remember how good something is only when you have it again, it’s so much better.

As her warmth hugs me, I grip her hips, holding her to me. Her breaths are coming quicker, making her chest shake. Leaning up, I take a nipple into my mouth, holding it between my teeth as my tongue lashes at it.

Her hands thread into my hair, holding me to her as she cries out.

Then her hips start to rotate, making me lose all coherent thought.

Her nipple falls from my mouth as I collapse back on the bed, watching her ride me. Her hands fall to my chest as she gyrates against me. Her moans are coming louder and more frequent, telling me she’s getting closer. Her movements are less coordinated as she’s trying to move faster.

Gripping her hips, I start to piston up inside her. The slight burn of her nails on my chest only spurs me on until I feel her contract around me. She calls out my name as she hits her high. That’s enough to set me off, sending me over the edge with her.

She falls to my chest, panting. I hold her close, rubbing her back as I try to catch my breath.

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