“Not yet.” He huskily groaned when she walked to the new bed he had bought last month.
She had refused to sleep over until he had bought it, joking that his old one had cooties. Jackal hadn’t wanted her to be reminded of the other women he had been with when he was fucking her. Therefore, he had paid for the bed, but Penni had picked it out. It was fancy for his taste, but she had insisted, so he had given in.
Ice had laughingly said Penni had him by the balls, and he’d admitted she did, especially when she gave a performance the way she was now, gripping the metal post at the corner of the bed.
“Are you hard?”
“You want me to show you?”
“God, yes.” She licked her bottom lip.
Jackal set down the bottle of rum on his nightstand before turning on the lamp. Then, removing his clothes, he stepped over them, reaching for her.
The tsk-tsking sound had him clenching his hands to keep from jerking her to him. Penni crouched down by the bed, giving Jackal a view of the peach panties covering her pussy.
“Who gave you that move?” he asked.
“Sherri. You like it?”
“Yeah. She give you any other pointers?” Jackal’s hand went to his dick, rubbing his thumb over the head.
Penni pranced forward before dropping down in front of him. Brushing his hand out of the way, she circled the head of his cock with her mouth. As she twirled her tongue over him, unbelievable pleasure tore at his restraint.
She flicked her tongue down the length of his cock, gently taking each of the nine balls along his dick into her mouth before releasing it.
“Careful.”
“Don’t you trust me?” She laid the side of her face on his pelvis, her hand sliding up and down him.
Jackal jutted out his hips, silently demanding for her to take him into her mouth. “If I didn’t trust you, you wouldn’t be so close to my dick.”
She chuckled, her golden curls dancing in the light from the lamp. Jackal used the opportunity to twine his fingers through her hair, holding her steady.
“Babe, you’re driving me crazy.”
“It’s supposed to be sexy.”
“Who told you that?”
“I read it in a magazine.”
“Can I borrow it when you leave on Monday?” Jackal was already resenting the two weeks she would be gone when Mouth2Mouth left for Canada.
“I’m going to bring you a big stack of magazines. They’ll keep you busy while I’m gone. Besides, you might learn a thing or two.”
“Like what?”
“Like, there are hundreds of ways we can have sex besides the two you like.”
“Babe, I like what I like.”
Penni fell to the floor, laughing. “I love when you joke around with me.”
Jackal sat down on the floor, leaning back against his bed. He grabbed one of her feet, slowly dragging her closer to him. She stared at him, startled.
“If you want something different, I can do different.” He took her other foot in his hand, pulling the lower half of her body up to his.
After dropping her feet, he gripped the lace of her panties, ripping them apart. Then he lifted Penni by her hips and placed her over his jutting dick, positioning her pussy where he wanted it.
Penni stared into his eyes as she sank down on him, her head falling back and her tits turning as peach as her bra when all of his cock was buried in her.
Giving her a minute, he caressed her back until she began sliding up then down on him. He let her fuck him at her own speed. She was so tight he couldn’t believe she could move at all.
He put his hand on her pussy, rolling his thumb over the bud of her clitoris, and Penni squirmed on him, her wetness surrounding him and making it easier for her to move on him.
Braced between his hands, he held her, urging her to move faster while taking a nipple in his mouth. He almost bit her when her muscles clenched on his dick.
“Woman, you need to quit reading so much.” Jackal raised his hips as he thrust higher into her.
Penni’s pleasure-filled expression showed she was affected as he was. She arched her back, moving faster, and Jackal’s balls tightened.
Spreading his legs, he shifted, lowering her to the floor, and then he was over her, relentlessly pumping his aching cock into her pussy.
When she began screaming, she flung her hand out, grabbing his T-shirt and biting it to muffle her screams.
Jackal wiped the sweat out of his eyes, waiting for her spasms to stop before he flipped her onto her stomach and started fucking her again. She began clawing the carpet, grabbing the T-shirt she had slipped off of him to bite it, stifling the moans she couldn’t hold back.
“Any more positions you want to try?” Jackal goaded, trying to hold back his loud groans.