Page 64 of Shared By the Pilots

“Careful,” I said. “You don’t want to make too much noise. This is supposed to be a classy resort.”

“That’s no fun.”

“And what do you consider fun?”

“This.” She shoved me onto my back and swung a leg over my body. I could feel the juices of her pussy brushing along my cock, which made it instantly go rock-hard. She leaned over me, raven hair like a curtain blocking out everything but our faces and tickling my cheeks.

“I think any way with you is fun,” I said.

Veronica leaned back until her lower lips pressed hard against my dick, then ground herself up and down my shaft. I let out a low rumble from my throat while she rolled back and forth.

“This kind of fun?” she said, arching an eyebrow.

“Mmm hmm.”

She didn’t torture me long; she reached in between her legs and shifted me into a vertical position. I felt the wonderful warmth of her inner walls as my tip pressed inside, and then she lowered herself farther. She didn’t hesitate, pushing all the way down until she had taken every throbbing inch of me.

“Ohfuck,” I groaned.

Her smile deepened. She didn’t move up and down; she merely rested on me, back on her haunches like she was getting her bearings. Taking her time, in no rush at all. She was a goddess on top of me, the beautiful dark-haired vixen I’d been dreaming of for the past few weeks. Being here now didn’t feel real. I had never expected us to actually hook up.

It was my every dream come true. I wanted her to do things to me—fuck, I wanted to do so much right back to her.

“You’re not allowed to make any noise,” she said. “Wouldn’t want to disturb the other resort guests.”

Then she lifted her ass off me, the pleasurable friction from her tight pussy instantly raging through my lower body like a firehose. She ran her fingernails along my chest as she moved, her hips pressing hard into my legs. I grabbed two handfuls of her plump ass and squeezed, which made her bite her lower lip.

“How’s that feel?” she whispered.

“Oh, I think you know.”

“I really don’t,” she said with a pout. “How am I supposed to know if you don’t tell me?”

“You feel good.”

“Just good?”

“Really fucking good.”

“That’s more like it.” She increased her pace a touch, a trot instead of a walk. She was so tight it was like a hand squeezing me tightly, warm and wet and perfectly shaped to accept me inside of her. I knew I wasn’t going to last very long with Veronica.

Yet I couldn’t bring myself to care.

“Ohh,” she moaned softly, tilting her head back to show off her gorgeous neck. I ran my hands up her chest and squeezed her breasts together, fingers tightening on her nipples. That drove her to ride me faster, rising a little bit higher each time before lowering herself again. Her nipples must have been extra sensitive because she closed her eyes and lost herself in the rocking motion, up and down, up and down, swallowing my shaft whole with each stroke.

I kept my eyes wide, transfixed by her beauty on top of me, while she rode me.

Soon she began moving faster, crashing her body down on mine like a hammer, skin slapping against skin. Her mouth hung open in a silent wail of pleasure as she neared another climax. I did my best to hold onto my own, not wanting to release until she’d finished. And because I never wanted this to end.

Her legs began faltering from exhaustion or pleasure, so I grabbed her thighs and helped move her up and down. Her moans grew louder—almost to the point where I needed to cover her mouth—but then her legs spasmed on top of mine, and she groaned with simultaneous ecstasy and exhaustion.

I rolled her sideways to take over, pushing her onto her back. But she immediately twisted around to get onto her knees, pressing her round butt against me while touching herself.

“Hurry,” she moaned. Begged. “I’m close.”

It was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen: Veronica on her knees, heart-shaped ass waiting for me while she pressed her face into the sheets. I grabbed her narrow waist and thrust forward, allowing my cock to slide right in effortlessly. The pleasure was so intense it was a wonder I didn’t burst right then.

Veronica immediately bounced her ass back against me, demanding I move faster. Gripping her waist tightly, I began thrusting deep inside her. She moaned into the bedsheets with her hair splayed around her like a dark halo.

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