I release her lip. “You’re doing so good, baby girl. Tell me how it feels.”
“You’re truly feeling like my big daddy now.” I smile. “I feel full. Full of you.” She exhales, “I love it.”
“Youarefull of me. I love it too. Tell me more.”
“My legs feel like they’re vibrating. There’s a tingling down the backs of them. My need for you to touch me is manic. Please touch me. I need your hands on me.”
“Start moving and I will.”
She gradually lifts up and then sinks back down on a loud moan. “Oh my god, that’s good. Holy shit.”
I start kissing her neck, as I grab her ass and guide her movements with my hands. She throws her head back as she begins to get into it, coming down harder and faster each time.
“That’s it, baby girl. You’re doing so good. You feel perfect. So tight. So hot. Do you want me to touch you?”
“Hmm.”
“Use your words.”
“Yes! Please.”
“Keep moving like this and I will. I can’t wait for your orgasm to milk me.”
She’s moving as fast and hard as she can. I bring my thumb to her clit and begin to circle it.
She grabs onto the back of my hair and pulls it. “Oh yes, Collin.”
I love how into this she’s getting. “Talk to me.”
“I’m about to come. It’s going to be huge. I can feel it all over my body. God, yes.”
A few more circles of my thumb and I feel her tighten and vibrate against my cock. She screams out. I suck her tongue into my mouth to quiet her noises, as she literally milks my cock clean of everything in there.
Her movements stop and she looks at me wide-eyed. Her grip has loosened on my hair, but she’s still holding onto it. “Wow. That was way better than I thought it would be.”
I let out a laugh. “I told you.”
She kisses up my neck. “Now I want you to fuck me the regular way.”
I pull her chest flush with mine, craving the post-orgasmic contact. “I need to rinse off first. And I need a few minutes to recover.”
“Ugh. That’s the worst part about being with an old man. Recovery time.”
I narrow my eyes at her, and she smiles. “My recovery time is practically superhuman. Five minutes isn’t too much to ask for.”
“Whatever, old man.”
“Are you looking for spanking, baby girl?”
Her eyes light up. “Maybe I am, Big Daddy.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
COLLIN
Today is our last full day in Mexico. The week has flown by. It’s been perfect. We’ve laughed, danced, and fucked our way through the vacation. We haven’t remotely discussed us or what will happen when we get home. It’s a bit of a black cloud looming, but I’ve been trying not to think about it. I haven’t been successful.
I’ve been contemplating her words:I know what we are. We’re casual. That’s what we agreed to. That’s all we’re both capable of, right? Maybe that’s where we need to stay. But when I consider what that means, when I consider not being with her, I don’t like it. My head is a mess over us, but I’ve been playing it cool.