I slid my hands behind her back and pushed her closer until my mouth was close enough to taste the sweetness in front of me. Ophelia began to rock in a rhythm that pressed her clit directly on the bulge in my jeans. She was panting and softly repeating my name among other things. Everything else forgotten but the building pressure inside of her. She was going after the release and I had a front row seat to the event.
I trailed kisses along her collarbone and the side of her breast. It was for my own pleasure though. Ophelia was almost to her climax and her eyes were closed as she began to ride my lap harder. I lifted my head to watch as the first tremor coursed through her body. Her hands grabbed onto my shoulders, her mouth falling open as she cried out, and her bouncing tits began their own erotic jiggle with her trembling body.
I memorized her like this. Every detail of her face, the curve of her neck, the valley between her breasts. I wasn’t romantic. Not anymore. I was a realist. But in that moment, I was positive Ophelia Finlay was the most beautiful creation on Earth.
Watching as she came back to me and her eyes blinked several times while a slow smile spread across her lips, I knew I’d never be the one to walk away from her, but one day she’d leave me. Her beauty wasn’t enough to heal the damage inside me.
“I may have been dealing with some pent up sexual tension,” she said as her flushed cheeks darkened. She ducked her head then and laughed softly at herself before leaning forward and resting it on my shoulder.
Enjoying having her this close and holding her against me, I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and inhaled her coconut scent. “I’m not complaining. It was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever experienced.”
Ophelia leaned back and looked up at me skeptically. “My humping you like a teenager was erotic?” she asked with a touch of humor.
I shrugged. “The complete unrestrained pleasure I watched you get lost in was by far the most erotic thing I’ve seen.”
The corners of her full lips lifted, and she studied me. I saw when her eyes began to go from amused to sultry. When she began to move from her perch on my lap, I wanted to grab her and hold her there but the way she was looking at me I decided to let her do whatever it was she was thinking about.
She stood up in front of me and started to slide her shorts down her hips then with a little sexy shake they fell to the floor. With a nudge from her foot, she moved them aside. Then she knelt down between my legs and looked up at me with a challenge in her gaze.
I was afraid to breathe.
Her hands touched my thighs then she eased them inside until her palms were pressing my inner thighs. With a push, she opened my legs wider then slid her hands up to the snap on my jeans. I was mesmerized as I watched her unzip slowly. That was all she could do without my help. Her gaze lifted back to meet mine and I lifted my hips just enough so she could tug the jeans down along with my boxers.
She stopped when my now completely rigid cock broke free from its confinement. I wasn’t sure if she was planning on climbing back on my lap or if she had other ideas when her hands curled around the hot sensitive flesh and began to carefully pump it.
I no longer had to remind myself to breathe. The quick deep intake of oxygen was the first of many. I didn’t want to close my eyes and miss the sight of her hand on my dick. Her long blonde hair resting against my thighs and her breasts brushing the insides of my thighs. My thoughts kept going to her climbing on me again and getting to slide up into her tight wet pussy while she bounced and rocked on me. I throbbed thinking of how amazing it would be to unload inside her like that.
Just when I was about to tell her to get back on me, her head lowered and before I had time to register what she was doing, the warmth of her breath touched the tip of my cock, her plump lips slid down over it, her slick wet tongue playing along the veins bulging until I felt the head hit her throat. The slight choking sound she made caused all rational thought to fade.
“FUCK!” I groaned and grabbed her head to hold it there. That didn’t stop her though. Her head began to bob up and down as she wrapped a hand around the base of my dick. The sounds of her sucking were driving me almost as crazy as the feel of it all.