Page 175 of Love in Riverbend
Nodding, her smile returns. Moving her knees to the side of my hips, Devan sits upward. Tentative, she seems unsure if she can lower her weight, bringing her pussy to my erection.
“I won’t break.”
Placing her hands on my shoulders, Devan wiggles her ass. Her perfect tits bounce as her expression becomes a kaleidoscope. Each thought and each feeling are on full display. There’s nothing defective or artificial about my girl. She’s genuine in everything she does.
Devan settles over me.
I left her pussy warm, wet, and I expect, sensitive.
Her lips move as moans and whimpers fill the air.
Shit, as she grinds her core over my erection, I see fucking lights.
Fireworks.
I want to slow time, to let this last for the rest of the night. At the same time, I long to reach for her hips, push her down harder and move her over me. If I were alone in another cold shower, I would be much less gentle.
“Oh, I feel you…” Her voice is full of wonder while dripping with desire. “Yes…right there.”
Moving my hands to behind my head, I stare up at her. My girl is a vision as she navigates this new road. Her heat penetrates my boxers as my cock grows impossibly harder.
I arch my back as the pressure within me builds.
Devan slows. Her eyes are open wide. “Am I…Is this right?”
“You’re killing me in the best of ways.” When she doesn’t respond, I smile. “Keep going, Devan. Show me what feels good.”
“I thought it was to make you feel good.”
“Do you not like it?”
“I do,” she answers quickly. “Do you?”
Moving one of my hands, I take her wrist and lead her hand to my erection. “Tell me. Do you think I like it?”
Devan nods with a grin. “I’m doing that? Because of me?”
“One hundred percent because of you.”
“Okay.” She takes a deep breath.
Again, I clasp my hands behind my head. The slow grind continues to build. Devan leans in, her breasts close to my chest as she finds her own sweet spot. With her eyes closed, her movements come faster.
Fuck.
I won’t last much longer.
Her fingernails dig into my shoulders as her noises and movements speed. I can’t help the way my hips push against her, yet she isn’t shying away.
“Yes,” she screams.
She says it again.
Giving up any resistance, I concentrate on her pussy over my cock. “Yes.”
I can’t stop myself from reaching for her thighs as I buck against her. “Fuuuckkk,” I elongate the word as I come. Holding her in place, I close my eyes, my cock throbbing between us as warm wetness squirts onto my stomach and hers.
When I open my eyes, I’m not sure what I’ll see.
