“Brett. Shit. Oh my gosh. Don’t stop. So good. Oh, you’re so good to me,” I whispered.
He leaned back onto the bed and scooted himself up. He took me with him, bracing his body as I fell against his chest. His hips rolled into me, filling me with every inch of him time and time again. I kissed his lips and nibbled on every part of his skin I could manage to grasp with my mouth. But he was twelve steps ahead of the lust that clouded my mind. His hands slid down my back and gripped my ass cheeks. He spanked me, reddening my skin as I moaned out into his room. My pussy jumped around his cock. His hands rolled me deeper into him, filling me in ways even I’d never felt when I was with him back in college.
“Holy fuck, Brett!”
“Turn around,” he breathed.
I raised up, looking into his half-hooded eyes.
“Turn. Around,” he said.
I slid myself away from his cock and watched him scoot up the bed just a little more. He tapped his stomach, wanting me to swing my leg over his body. I grinned at him before I turned around. I straddled him backward, feeling his hands come down onto my ass. He massaged my cheeks, then leaned up and kissed the red skin his slaps had left behind. He reached for his dick and guided the tip to my entrance, and then he eased me down onto him.
I groaned. “Oh, Brett.”
“That hits the spot still, doesn’t it?” he asked coyly.
My eyes rolled back, and my head fell forward. I braced myself on his thighs as he crooked his knees. His heels dug into the mattress as his hands found my hips, moving me steadily along his cock. I felt his eyes on my ass. I licked my lips, trying to keep myself together long enough to take him over the edge with me. But the beautiful curve of his cock pressed against the backside of my clit, forcing stars to burst behind my eyes.
“Brett. Shit. I can’t… I won’t be able to… Brett. Oh. Fuck!”
“I wonder how you’ll feel if I do… this,” he said.
I felt him dip his finger between my pussy folds as I rose up. I slowly slid down his cock, trying to find a position that wouldn’t end this prematurely. I felt him soak his finger before he rimmed the puckered hole of my ass, and I felt my eyes bulge. I whipped my head around and caught his devilish stare. His beautiful eyes connected with mine before his smile turned positively wolfish. I felt him press one knuckle in, pushing into a place no one had ever been. Not even him.
My jaw quivered and my eyes fell shut. He slowly inched his finger into my asshole up to the second knuckle. I couldn’t take it. If I moved, I was done. I felt so filled by him. Electricity blinded my sight. He sank his finger all the way in and wiggled it around, slowly pumping and forcing my pussy to squeeze his cock.
“Oh, I’ll do more with that tightness later. But right now, I want to see you drench my skin, Olive.”
He slammed up into me, and my jaw peeled open. An ungodly wail of involuntary pleasure came from my throat as he rose his hips again and again. He pounded into me, fucking me like a wild animal. He slid against the backside of my clit while toying with the tightness of my asshole. Sensations I’d never experienced soared through my body. My hands slid from his thighs and onto the mattress, trying to brace myself against his assault. He groaned. He grunted. His free hand spanked my ass while my body slid over him like a tight glove.
“That’s it, Olive. Cum for me. Squeeze all of me and let yourself go,” he breathed.
“Brett!”
His arm wrapped around my hips, keeping me close to him as I collapsed between his legs. My hands planted into the mattress as my cheek hit the sheets. I felt my pussy release, and a flood of juices sprayed from between my legs.
“That’s it, Olive! Oh, shit. Fucking hell. Mark me, baby. Make me yours. Because you sure as hell know you’re mine.”
“Oh, Brett. Shit. Oh, fuck,” I whimpered.
“Come on. I know you’ve got more for me. Soak my bed.”
He crooked his finger against the wall of my ass, and it triggered another rainfall. My mouth hung open as I droned out into the room while my pussy continued to soak the bed around us. My legs contracted. My pussy milked his dick. I felt him pounding into me faster while working another finger into my asshole. I bucked back into his hand. I couldn’t help myself. I’d lost all control of my senses and where I was. All I wanted was more of him wherever he’d let me have it.