Page 56 of Bad For A Weekend

“I’ll help.” I sit down with my back against the headboard, and Baylor straddles me, putting her tits in my face. This was a smart move. “Lift up.”

She raises on her knees, hovering right over my cock. With one hand, I fist it at the base and encourage her to lower down with the other. She sinks onto my cock, stopping now and then to adjust to the size before working herself down further.

“Are you okay?”

“Good.” She licks her lips, her eyes fluttering closed. “So good. And so full.”

“That’s my girl.” Pride fills me at how brave she’s being. From what she’s told me, sex intimidates her, so for her to do this while I watch is amazing.

She’s a feast for my eyes as she grows more comfortable and picks up speed. I don’t give a fuck if she doesn’t sink all the way down; what she’s doing right now feels fucking incredible. I couldn’t ask for more. When she doesn’t appear to need my guidance any longer, I palm her breast with one hand while the other snakes between us to rub her clit.

“Oh, God,” she moans the second I make contact with her tiny bundle of nerves.

“You’re making me feel so good, Bay. My cock loves your tight pussy.”

The hand at her tit moves up to place a claiming hand at the base of her throat and pull her in so I can taste her lips. Our previous kisses are nothing compared to what we’ve done tonight. All our barriers are gone, and I’m free to lose control. If one night is all I’ll get with her, I’m taking all she’ll give.

Her movements become erratic, and she pulls out of the kiss, her face screwing up in a way that tells me she’s about to come. With her arousal dripping down my balls and her nails digging into my shoulders, I sit back and watch as she takes her pleasure.

I’ve never seen anything more beautiful or awe-inspiring than Baylor in this moment. Her tits sway, and her breaths quicken until, finally, she breaks. She throws her head back, thrusting her tits in my face and panting out my name.

She slows, and as she rights herself, her eyes flutter open. She gives me a look like I’m her whole world. Like she just saw heaven. And fuck, I wish I could see that look every day for the rest of my life.

“My turn.” I roll us over, thankful it’s a king-sized bed so we have room to work with.

I want to drive into her, feel the slapping of my balls on her ass, and fuck her good and hard. But instead, I control myself, thrusting in slowly and watching for any queues that she’s in pain. Not being as rough as I’d like makes no difference, and it doesn’t take long before I feel my climax cresting.

“Are you ready for me to fill you up?” I grunt.

“Yes. Do it,” she pleads.

I let out a string of expletives as I pump my seed deep inside her, feeling more than just the high of the orgasm. Without the condom, it feels like I’m claiming her, like I’m making her mine. It’s stupid and barbaric, but I welcome the overwhelming pleasure that those thoughts bring.

I fall on top of her, carefully holding most of my body up on my arms. I should pull out and roll over, maybe grab a washcloth to clean her up, but I don’t want to. I want to stay inside her for as long as my body allows.

I feel her shake underneath me, and for a second, I fear she might be crying. I push my upper body up more to look at her face and realize she’s not crying. She’s laughing. What the fuck? Her reaction is enough to kill what was left of my erection, so I pull out and move to her side.

“Why are you laughing?”

She rolls to face me, covering her mouth with a hand and burying her face in my chest. “I’m sorry. I’m just so happy.”

I wrap my arms around her, feeling every inch of her naked body pressed to mine. Fuck, I wish things were different and that I could have more of this.

“I’m glad you’re happy.” I kiss her temple.

“I’m just bummed I can’t tell Sara about this. It’d piss her off even more because she lost her virginity to Jack in the back of his Audi. He didn’t even get all the way in before he came and then acted like he’d done her a favor.” Her body vibrates with more laughter.

“Poor bastard. Someday a girl will be brave enough to tell him how bad he sucks, and it’ll kill his ego.”

“Is that what happened with you?”

“Oh, no. I knew I sucked. So, like the nerd I was, I got online and researched the hell out of how to please a woman. I took notes, highlighted things, made charts and graphs, the whole deal.”

“Oh my God. That’s funny. You were such a nerd.”

“Still am.”

“Law enforcement isn’t a nerdy profession, so why did you go into it?”

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