Miller broke our kiss and raised his head to look at me. His pupils had expanded, but not so much that I couldn’t still see the pale blue of his irises. Not a word was spoken as he leaned over and opened the bedside table drawer. It seemed like foreplay time was over and Miller was ready to fuck, which was fine by me because I ached to be fucked and then return the favor.
I watched as Miller slid a condom onto his long length before he reached for the lube. My ass puckered eagerly as he made a deliberate show of oiling up his fingers. Miller leaned back until he sat on his heels in a kneeling position between my legs. I spread my legs wider, exposing my entrance - and my vulnerability - to him.
“So sexy,” he murmured huskily as he pressed a blunt fingertip to the puckered flesh that surrounded my hole. I felt myself respond to his teasing touches, softening and relaxing to make the first slip of his finger inside me easier. My breath hissed out between my lips at the same time that Miller growled as my heat enveloped his finger all the way to his hand. “So fucking hot.”
My ass clenched and tightened around his penetration urging him for more, not pushing him away. Miller answered my silent plea by sliding a second finger deep inside me before he curled them up to tease the spot inside me that made me shake and quiver in pleasure.
“More.” It was all I could muster to say at that point because all of my focus was aimed at my rear entrance that was being stretched open for his penetration. Miller’s lips pursed in concentration as he worked his magical fingers in and out of me. “Fuck me, Miller.”
He said nothing as he withdrew his fingers and reached for more lubricant. His eyes remained on mine as he coated the condom with lube. Miller place one hand beside my head on my pillow as he leaned his perfectly toned body over mine. He reached for his dick with his other hand and guided it to my hole, where he teased me for several long seconds before he pushed the wide crown of his dick inside the tight ring of muscles.
The burn was intense, but very welcome, as he worked his way slowly inside me until I took him all the way to his root. I expected him to fuck me in earnest right then, but instead he lowered himself on top of me and ravished my mouth – slowly and completely. It was sweet and sexy, but I needed more from him.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed him tightly with my inner thighs at the same time I reached for his ass and pulled him deeper into me. Miller chuckled against my lips, but began to move inside me, slowly at first. I appreciated his consideration, but I wanted to be fucked hard and fast. I needed him to fuck me to my limit and beyond. I raised my head up off the pillow and bit his bottom lip, hard enough to make him gasp.
I licked the indentation I left, but smiled wickedly as his thrusts picked up in intensity. I was torn between wanting to make him lose control and come inside me or making him back off his orgasm until I could fuck it out of him, either way I’d be the reason he lost his load, and his mind.
One of my favorite benefits of being tall was having long limbs, which I took advantage of while he was fucking wildly into me. I kept my eyes locked on his, but reached for the lubricant. The snick sound caused by opening the bottle sounded louder than normal, but maybe my senses were just more in tune to everything around me. I lowered my legs to give me room to play with and torment him.
I used my free hand to pour the lubricant over the crack of Miller’s sexy-as-sin ass. Miller groaned loudly when the cool liquid dribbled over his heated flesh. I teased his opening just as he did for me with one finger, before I breached his tight passage with my eager digit. Miller’s thrusts lost their rhythm as I slid my finger as deep as I could from that angle.
The groans coming from his throat were animalistic and ferocious. Miller angled his thrust to peg my prostate with every sharp thrust forward and it was my turn to falter. His wicked smile told me he knew exactly what he was doing. The urge to let go and come all over us both was intense, but I refused to allow my body to give in that easily – not until I was buried deep inside his heat.
I continued to stretch him until he was pliable and ready; he continued to plunder my depths until sweat popped up all over my body from the exertion of holding back my orgasm. My balls retracted in preparation of exploding and I knew it was time to flip or lose my load. If I only had one night with the man, then I needed to make it count.
I retracted my fingers from his tight entrance and used my strong legs to roll him over until he was the one on his back and I was between his legs. I pulled the condom off of his cock and tossed it to the floor. I smiled evilly when he practically snarled his outrage from beneath me. It seemed that I wasn’t the only one who was about to come.