“I can’t wait to be inside you,” he murmurs before scorching my lips with his own. His cock strains forward against the fabric of his pants, and I slip one hand between us to cup his length.
He moans into the kiss before pulling back. “Jesus, that feels good.”
Sliding my other hand down, I unbuckle his belt and undo his black pants. “Please tell me you have a condom.”
“Fuck yes, I do.” Reaching into his back pocket, he extracts his wallet and produces a foil-wrapped packet, tossing it onto the small glass table beside the door.
“You’re wearing way too many clothes,” I inform him, using both hands to push his pants over his hips and down his legs. Reno kicks off his shoes and takes over, stripping down to nothing before standing to his full height in front of me.
Good grief, this man is gorgeous.He looks even more massive without clothes, and I should be intimidated by his sheer mass and raw strength, but I’m not. My lust has overridden every rational thought in my head. Much like men do, I’m now thinking with my genitals.
That damn dick though. It’s bobbing out in front of him, the head glossy with his desire and the engorged veins visible even in the dim light. His length is nothing short of spectacular, totally spank bank material.
Well, that’s going to be a challenge. One I’m anxious to tackle.
I reach for him, wrapping my hand around his girth. He’s thicker at the base, my fingers not quite reaching all the way around when I stroke down.
“Fuuuck,” Reno grits out, resting his hands on the door frame above me and closing his eyes. His big body is hovering over me, trapping me against the door. Not that I’m trying to get away. He allows me to explore him as his breath grows more and more ragged with every stroke of my hand.
His cock is rock hard, hot and heavy in my hand. I lean forward, nipping lightly at his shoulder before kissing my way to the base of his thick neck. “Does that feel good?” I purr. “Do you like me fucking this big cock with my fist?”
I can hear the smile in his voice. “I should have known you’d have a dirty mouth, dream girl.”
Standing on tiptoe, I run my tongue up the side of his neck until I find a spot that makes his hips jerk. “I’ve been wondering what your dick would feel like. If you would be as big here…” I give him a tight stroke “...as you are everywhere else. Do you think you can make it fit?”
Reno grasps a handful of my hair and tugs until I look up at him. His eyes have darkened to the most intense shade of green, and his mouth takes the form of a wicked grin.
“I don’t know, baby. Maybe I should check out how tight you are.”
My vagina, which was completely sated a couple minutes ago, perks up. She’s a fan of this idea.
“Maybe you should,” I breathe.
His hand releases my hair and slides slowly down my body, taking a nipple-tweaking detour on the way. Then his middle finger trails through my center, and he lifts an eyebrow.
“I think we have wetness covered,” Reno muses with more than a little smugness. “But let’s see…” He inserts that digit inside me, and I clench around it. “Mmmmm… Houston, we have a problem.”
I giggle and squeeze his cock on the next stroke, noticing how the muscles of his jaw clench when I add a twist at the head. “If you don’t think it will fit, we can just go inside and talk about our feelings,” I suggest sweetly.
Reno narrows his eyes, but I see the twitch of his lips, like he’s fighting a smile.
“Let’s not be too hasty,” he replies, adding a second finger. “This tight little pussy is going to take every inch of me tonight. And youwilllike it. Understood?”
That last word is accompanied by the expert curl of his fingers against my G-spot, anddear lord, I love a bossy man.
“Yes, sir,” I tease, earning me a groan from the back of his throat.
His voice seems to drop an entire octave. “I’m going to stretch you out with my cock until I can fuck you how we both need it. Hard. Fast. And so fucking deep you’ll still be feeling me tomorrow.”
Yep. I volunteer as motherfucking tribute.
Reno’s tip leaks onto my fingers, and I increase my pace, using his pre-ejaculate to lubricate the glide up and down that solid length. In response, he adds a third finger to my pussy and presses his large thumb against my clit. We both pump our hips while we work each other over.
“Kiss me,” I beg, and before the words have stopped vibrating my lips, his tongue is in my mouth, the kiss positively salacious. While his free hand cups the back of my neck, I take the opportunity to run my hand over his chest and around to his strong back. The man is freaking decadent, just muscles upon muscles.
Reno breaks the kiss and trails his lips across my cheek to my ear. “Come for me, Juliette,” he grunts, rolling his thumb over my clit, and I shudder. I’m so close to exploding. Again.
“No,” I whimper when he nibbles on my earlobe. “I want to come with you inside me.”
