Black Obsidian(73)

I already felt myself unhinge. Immediately, I fell into the unbridled lust. My hands glided down her body, savoring the feeling of her hourglass frame. I felt the definition around her ribs and moved down to her waist, feeling the strong curve in her lower back. My fingers glided to her ass, and I squeezed her cheeks hard, claiming her.

Her hands moved to my chest and undid every single button without stopping our kiss. Her kiss deepened as more buttons came loose. When the last one was finally open, she yanked the shirt off and almost ripped it in her haste.

My shirt was on the ground, and her hands were against my chest. Her nails dug into me as she felt the intricate muscles of my skin. She dragged her fingertips across the skin, feeling every groove of my physique. Her hands migrated to my chest, and she sank her claws there too.

I didn’t bother unbuttoning her shirt. Instead, I yanked it off harshly, and the cheap buttons at the front popped off. She didn’t seem to care that I ruined her shirt because she kissed me harder, practically panting into my mouth.

My hand unclasped her bra then it fell down her arms until it hit the floor.

I was in love with her tits. She had the nicest rack I’d ever seen. They weren’t enormous, but they were round and perky, proportional to her size and sexy as hell. I palmed one, and my thumb played with her nipple, moving over it so many times that it began to pebble.

She moaned into my mouth.

Her reaction to me fueled my fire. She arched her back and pressed her body deeper into mine, practically begging me to take her. I gripped her tits harder and squeezed her nipple while I gave her my tongue.

Her hands shot out to my waist and undid my belt with lightning speed. She released the button and yanked down the zipper, letting the slacks come loose and fall down my hips. She broke our kiss to move to her knees and pulled them down to my ankles. Her face found my crotch where my cock was outlined in my boxers. She looked up at me, her green eyes locked to mine, before she pressed a kiss to my shaft through the cotton.

Fuck.

She grabbed my waistband and pulled my boxers off, letting my throbbing cock pop free. It immediately twitched when it knew it was so close to her mouth, right beside that smooth tongue it loved to slide against.

She cupped my balls and massaged them gently before she closed her mouth over my cock, moving all the way down until her throat couldn’t handle another inch. She held her breath as long as she could before she pulled back and gasped for air. Her fingers continued to massage my balls like she was worshiping them.

This was better than any fantasy I’d ever had.

I fisted her hair then yanked her upward, silently commanding her to get to her feet.

When she was standing in front of me again, I unzipped the back of her skirt and let it fall to the ground. She wore a black lacy thong, a sexy little number I’d never seen before. She must have picked it up on her lunch break, wanting to feel sexy tonight.

I could have done that for her.

I gripped the back of her thong and fisted it just the way I did to her hair. I pressed my face to hers but didn’t kiss her, choosing to stare at her lips instead. I loved the feel of her curved cheeks under my fingertips. She had the perkiest ass I’d ever seen, probably from walking ten floors to her apartment every single day. I couldn’t wait to fuck her in the ass, but that would have to wait for another time.

I pulled the thong over her ass and down her legs. She was naked in front of me, wanting me to take her like I’d wanted since the moment I looked at her. I kissed her neck and her collarbone, nicking the skin with my need to devour her. My hands guided her to the bed, laying her down until her head hit one of my pillows. She was the first woman I’d ever fucked on my bed, and that knowledge was oddly erotic. The echoes of her moans would fill my bedroom forever, and I would live on those memories for even longer.

I hadn’t done missionary in a long time. And I’d never done vanilla at all. But my cock was anxious for it as if it was the most exhilarating feeling in the world. I felt like a winner for getting this woman to want me. She could have any man in the world, but she wanted me. She wanted me to fuck her now. She wanted me to come inside her.

I could barely keep my breathing under control because I was so excited. Like a teenager about to get laid for the first time, the anticipation was about to swallow me whole. I gripped her hips and positioned her underneath me, tilting her hips so I could slide every inch of my cock inside that little pussy.

I separated her thighs with my forearms, positioning them right behind her knees. My cock pressed against her folds like it had so many times, but this was different. I knew I wouldn’t be sliding over her wet clit. This time, I would be inside her, feeling every inch of her. I locked my eyes with hers, seeing the same desire hot in her cheeks.