He tried to grin and gasp at the time, pushing himself into every one of the soft touches of her lips against his jaw, his throat, his cheek. Like a puppy, she thought, seeking affection, then only wanted to do it more. She nuzzled him back, and he pretty much lost it. He said her name over and over, hands fisting in her hair and mouth suddenly hard on hers.
Though he still didn’t do the one thing she really needed: move. God, she needed him to move. The sensation of his cock filling her was almost too much to standit sent this deep ache through her belly, all hot and sweet and good. It made her moan every time he so much as shifted position, that shaft so thick it brushed the best places inside her whether he wanted it to or not.
After the third nudge against that bundle of nerves, she honestly started to think she could come like this. Just from the pressure of him right there, right fucking there all thick and heavy.
And especially after she tried a little experimental squeeze.
It was barely anything, really. She didn’t even mean to do itanother wave of sensation hit her and it just happened, like a reflex. But man, did it have an effect. The pulse that went through her was almost painful, so low down and heavy that she couldn’t even get out the moan she wanted to make. She just had to lie there, shuddering and bucking, as it tapered off.
Then rose again, with his reaction. His face went slack at the feel of her, eyes rolling up in his head. But most important, as soon as it really hit him, he seemed unable to stop himself pushing against her. Just a little, but a little was a lot when you had what he did. She practically felt him in the back of her throat. She had to put her hands on his shoulders and push downthough after she had she wondered why she’d bothered.
This time, that pulse was insane.
It made her grunt; she actually grunted, and her response to his shock was not the one she expected. He went utterly still, clearly concerned, and then suddenly she was moving. Really, really moving, as though she could somehow fuck him from beneath all that bulk.
And as it turned out, she could.
All she had to do was shift a little and clamp his body between her thighs, and she could rock. She could work herself against his swollen cock, until that sweet ache returned with a vengeance. It took root in her belly, so hot and thick she wanted to scream.
Then settled for moaning. Lots and lots of moaning, and maybe some clawing at him, most of her lost to the realization that sex could be this good. Not even sex, really, because he wasn’t doing anything. He was just watching, astonished, as she used himbecause that was definitely what she was doing. She was taking her pleasure from him, so eager she didn’t even stop to think about how she looked or what he thought.
Or at least, she didn’t until he gasped oh fuck, baby, fuck yes just do it, do it, come all over my cock.
After which, everything seemed to ratchet up a notch. His hand went to her ass and squeezed, urging her on and on until she was moaning his name and trembling all over. That hot mouth was suddenly back on her throat and jaw, kissing and kissingand then there was the best part. The sexiest, most awesome part.
He started urging himself against her.
Not a lot. Just a little. Just enough to make the pleasure build and build to some incredible crescendo.
Before crashing down over her, hard. “Tate,” she gasped, “Tate.”
And then it was happening. Her pussy was tightening hard around his cock, that ache swelling way past their point of connection. She felt it in her clit and her belly, before it spread further. It stroked over her nipples and her throat, slowly turning into a fizzing sweetness she couldn’t quite take. She just jerked against him, filthy sounds pushing past her lips unchecked.
And that was the moment he chose to tell her to turn over.
“I want to fuck you like that,” he said, tone suddenly so gruff it almost made her come all over again. At the very least she groaned for it, deep and long, and when he sat back she didn’t hesitate. She turned without a thought to how she looked, the only impediment her suddenly loose limbs. Her arms didn’t seem to want to work properly nor did her legsbut that was fine.
Better than fine, in fact.
It meant he just did it all for her. He manhandled her into position, that strength suddenly apparent enough that she found herself babbling. “Ah yeah take me, baby, take me,” she gasped, as if she’d become a completely different person. A greedy, lust-driven person, who keened when the fat head of his cock slipped into her and pushed back against him almost immediately. She didn’t even wait for him to slide all the way in. She just bucked until he was there, then worked herself over it just as she had from underneath him.
However, this time…