I was entirely happy to leave it where it was. Sure, my dick was tenting in my gym pants desperately, but she looked so contented that I didn’t want to disturb her. Grabbing a water bottle, I crouched in front of her and held it to her lips.
“Thirsty?” I asked, raising my eyebrow. Hey, I couldn’t help but be a little cocky that such a strong, confident woman looked so utterly blissed out. I had no doubt that many, many people had wanted to do exactly what I had just done to her. I didn’t know where I got so lucky, but I wasn’t looking a gift horse in the mouth.
She eagerly drained the bottle before swallowing hard. “How dare you ask that, like you didn’t just rock my entire world?” she rasped, the faintest hint of a coy smirk about her lips.
“Yeah, well, one can never be too certain.”
“Uh-huh.”
I was going to ask her if she needed anything else, but suddenly she was surging forward, both of her palms thumping against my chest as she shoved me backwards. Normally I wouldn’t be so easy to move, but I was crouched precariously. I stumbled backwards, my back crashing into the wall, only for Amber to straddle my legs.
I was too surprised to react for a moment, and she yanked at my shorts and briefs hard enough for my dick to spring free. The poor guy strained against the air, already dark with need and the head weeping pre-come for her.
“Holding out on me?” she asked wickedly before scooting right up in my lap.
I couldn’t breathe as she positioned herself, her dripping opening just barely touching the tip of my cock. It was like all of my mind was focused on that single point of contact and I felt like my soul might eject itself from my physical form.
“God, baby,” I whispered, my hands gliding up her body. She allowed me to pull her shirt from her form and her bra as she teased me, making me ache harder than I ever had. “Do you know what you do to me?”
“I have an idea,” she said, that devilish look on her face again. She dipped down ever so slightly, letting the head of my length just barely enter her and it was suddenly all too much. Something in my body snapped and my hands found her hips, yanking her downwards at the same time I surged up.
“Fuck!” was the only sharp exclamation that forced its way out of both of our mouths as I was fully seated within her. She was so warm, so slick for me. She was squeezing me like the softest, hottest vice ever created. I had to hold myself still for a moment, too overwhelmed by the sensation of it all.
“Come on, soldier,” Amber panted after a moment. I looked to her face and my cock jumped within her at the sheer sight of her. She looked absolutely wrecked. Wisps of hair had fallen from her ponytail, her cheeks were ruddy, and her kiss-swollen lips were hanging open as her breath rasped out. I made her like that. Made her look like she had been well and truly fucked.
And we weren’t even done yet.
“You want more?” I asked, repositioning my legs to give me some leverage.
The grin she sent me was blinding. “I always want more.”
I surged up for a moment so that my teeth could sink into the juncture of her shoulder, not quite marking her, but letting her know that if she allowed it, I would make sure every part of her remembered what I could do to her. “Then let me give it to you,” I said after she bucked and whined, tightening down on me like she wanted to squeeze my dick off.
“Please.”
There it was. Leaning back against the wall, my hands found her soft, wide hips again, my thumbs pressing into that perfect, cushy lower stomach of hers, and I helped her bounce in my lap. I let her find her rhythm, watching those luscious tits of hers jump with each movement.
Once I was sure that she was steady, I used my own legs to piston myself up into her every time she lowered herself. The half-gasp, half-scream that punched out of her every time I did washed over me like a drug, and soon I was rutting into her without check.
I’d had my fair share of liaisons since I’d been sexually active, but ever since I had started bulking up and fighting, I always felt like I had to hold myself back. The thought of non-consensually hurting a partner, even on accident, made me want to crawl out of my skin and throw my own body off a cliff. So, I always had to hold myself back, always had to make sure I was careful with the women I took to my bed.