I want to be inside her so badly. I can’t wait any longer. The ferocity of the boner between my legs is paramount. It fucking hurts it’s so hard, bobbing desperately with my every frantic heartbeat.
“I want,” I moan, tracing her pussy with my tongue, “to be,” I push my face into her, bathing in her wetness, “inside you.”
“Get up here,” she hisses, out of breath, her clit still throbbing on my tongue as she slowly comes down from her orgasm.
I lift myself up only to be gripped by her and thrust onto my own bed like a fucking piece of meat. She pulls off her top in one sensuous, swift maneuver, then unhooks her bra with finesse. When her beautiful breasts are released, I sigh as I bring my mouth to her left nipple. She moans as I lick and suck on it, drawing my tongue over the sensitive tip and feeling it harden at once. Then I bite, earning myself a startled, tormented gasp.
I could live here forever, my tongue discovering every part of her body like a gorgeous new land to stake a claim on.
I slide my tongue to her other breast, sucking the nipple into my mouth greedily. Her hand finds the back of my head this time, her fingers tangling in my hair. I groan, consumed in the act of kneading her nipple with my mouth as I massage the other, desperate to get inside her.
And apparently, she’s desperate too. “Brant. Condom.”
I detach from her nipple to answer: “Dresser drawer.”
My drawer is yanked open in the next moment, and then a condom wrapper falls to the floor, the condom pinched between her fingers.
She pushes me back onto the bed, grips my cock, then bends down and rolls the rubber on with her lips, turning the maneuver into a blowjob. I groan heartily as her mouth encloses around the end of my cock, the warmth enveloping me and sending a wave of unadulterated pleasure coursing up my body and giving every muscle along the way reason to flex and clench.
When her fingers cling to my torso and rake down the length of it, I find all my patience for foreplay spent to the max.
“Sit on my cock,” I beg her. “Please. Fuck. Do it.”
She wastes no time.
Sitting up, she straddles over me with her pussy hovering right at the tip. At first, she only teases an inch of it into her, which is warm and excruciating. I moan, desperate for the rest of me to enter her. She lets in another inch, gripping my arms and glaring down at me as if I’m a bad boy and this is my cruel punishment.
But I’m not in the mood for punishment tonight.
I take charge, grabbing her hips and thrusting myself up. My cock slips in the rest of the way, her pussy so slick that I slide in with ease.
“FUCK!” she cries out, that one word seeming to shake the walls around us.
I pump her, using her hips to push and pull her body with my every thrust. Her hands rush up to her breasts, kneading them as she rides me, her hair flinging in all directions, her eyes feral with lust.
We’ve finally united. I’m so lost in the moment of sensation, of gut-churning longing and hunger, of roof-shattering pleasure that I can’t even process the significance of Nell finally letting go and allowing me the trust to let me inside her.
“I’m close,” she breathes.
“So am I,” I assure her, pumping harder. “Come for me, baby.”
“So, so, so close.”
“Come for me.”
“Deeper.”
I thrust with even more fervor, feeling like a machine of muscle and force and sweat. “Nell …”
“Deeper!” she moans, commanding me with her desperation.
Deeper? Fuck this.
I grab her, pick her up, and flip her onto her back. She shrieks as I lift her legs, all her breath kicked out of her as I sheathe my cock right back inside her, pumping away with my hands pinning her to the bed, her legs dangling over my shoulders.
She screams a word of pleasure, then moans a word of agony. It’s so curious, how they almost sound the same.
“I’m coming!” she shrieks.
And then so am I, my moans pouring into hers as I dump into her, wave after wave after relentless wave. I can’t stop thrusting into her, the pair of us riding our orgasms so far beyond the edge, the sensation of endless plummeting rockets down my body.
We collapse next to each other, a pile of limbs and sweat and deeply heaving breaths. I pull off the condom, tie it off, then drop it to the floor as Nell snuggles up to my side, sighing with exhaustion. Every muscle in my body is spent from the endeavor, and I lay my chin tenderly in her hair. My breaths drift out of my flaring nostrils, disturbing her hair with every urgent exhale.
It takes quite some time for us to calm down, and soon I think the reality hits us both. Whatever walls existed between us have collapsed to the ground. I now hold Nell in a cocoon of my arms and warmth.