“I will always give you comfort. Let’s just lie here for a while, and if something happens, it happens. I just want you to think about it first.”
Frankly, my own willpower was shot. All I could think about was getting balls deep inside that hot little pussy. But damn it, I cared about this woman. I desperately wanted her to talk to me about what had brought on the meltdown.
She sighed and lay back down in the crook of my arm. “All right. Let’s just lie here together.”
My cock was tenting the sheets. No doubt she had noticed.
A few moments later, her breathing became shallow. She had fallen asleep.
* * *
Ruby had her red lips around me. Her little pink tongue slithered around my cock, wetting me, poking into my tiny slit. Then she wrapped her lips around my glans and sucked, short little tugs, and I imagined shooting my semen into her throat.
God, so good.
I shot my eyes open.
The comforter had been thrown to the bottom of the bed, and Ruby was down between my legs, her pretty, dark lips around my cock.
I’d thought I was dreaming.
Reality was so much better.
She sucked and she slurped. She was new to this. I knew that. But my God, I felt like a teenager getting his first blow job.
Her naïvety was a plus. She wasn’t sure how to please me, so she just did everything. And consequently I was about ready to spurt down her throat.
“Easy, baby.”
She took her lips from my cock—I whimpered at the loss—and looked at me. “I know men like to come in a woman’s mouth. I want you to know… It’s okay to do that.”
God, what a fantasy—to come down her hot little throat, watch her swallow all of me.
But I wasn’t quite sure she was ready for that, no matter what she said, and I wanted to come in her sweet cunt anyway.
“Baby,” I said. “Come sit on my cock. Ride me.”
I had no idea what time it was, so I glanced at the clock radio on my nightstand. Five o’clock in the morning. My normal wake-up time, but not on Saturdays.
She crawled on top of me, her beautiful tits bouncing, and positioned herself on top of my cock. Slowly she sank onto me, soft sighs coming from her throat.
I clenched my fists and grimaced, holding back. I could shoot so easily right now. But I needed to see her move on top of me. It was still dark outside, but moonlight streamed in through my window, illuminating her.
Her dark hair, dark lips. She was a goddess, and oh my God, I wanted her.
“Now move on me, baby. Make it feel good.”
She began gyrating her hips, first in circles and then up and down. Then a combination of the two.
She looked so sexy. She gripped me so tightly, hugged me so sweetly. And then she did something I didn’t expect. She grabbed my hands that were at my side, brought them up to her tits, and cupped them in my palms.
“What do you want, baby?”
“Play with them,” she said shyly.
“While you fuck me?”
She nodded. “Yes.”