She groans around my fingers, and opens her mouth so I can put two more in. Her tongue winds around them, coating them with saliva, and I’m so hard again that it’s almost impossible to think. Eventually, I pull my fingers away, panting, and tug her into a rough kiss.
When we part, she smiles up at me, her eyes expectant. I slide down her body, pushing her legs apart so I can sit comfortably between them. Her legs fall open, and I see her wet vagina, twitching and waiting. Heat flares in me as I remember eating her out, tasting her.
I circle one of my wet fingers around her entrance, and her hips buck with a groan.
“Do you like that?” I ask in a low voice.
“Yes,” she groans.
“Do you want more?”
“Fuck, yes!”
I slide my finger inside her up to the knuckle, and Allison throws her head back, gasping for breath. I crook my finger, slowly thrusting it in and out of her.
“More!” she demands, her hands reaching up to grip my shoulders.
“Greedy,” I tease.
I slip another finger in her and, when her hips start to jerk down frantically, I push the third in. I twist them inside her, bending them, until she lets out a low groan, her entire body shuddering, as I press her sweet spot. I watch in fascination as she comes undone beneath me, her body greedily sucking my fingers in.
“Fuck, Allison, I wish you could see how your body is pulling me into you,” I groan. “Do you need more than this?”
“I need more,” she agrees immediately, her fingers clenching on my skin.
I roughly thrust my fingers back in, again and again, picking up speed. Allison’s eyes are closed, and her hips jerk down on my hand, sobbing gasps being pulled from her throat as she writhes, needing more than what I’m giving her.
“Please,” she begs.
“Please what?” I ask, leaning down to press a kiss to her shoulder, and then biting lightly.
“Fuck me,” she cries. “God, please, just fuck me already!”
My body twitches at the demand. I’m not going to be able to hold back for much longer, either. I need her just as much as she needs me, and I need to be inside her now. With a choked gasp, I pull my fingers from her body, and she groans at the loss, her shakes trembling.
“I’m going to fuck you hard,” I promise, lining myself up as her legs fall open even further, inviting me in.
I slide into her, and it’s suddenly hard to breath. She’s so hot and tight that black spots are already dancing across my vision, and my heart is beating so frantically that it feels like it’s trying to burst from my chest. I pause, panting, trying to control myself.
Bit by bit I slide into her, pushing myself past her tight muscles, until I’m buried deep inside her. Her nails are embedded in my shoulder, and she’s panting, too, her eyes closed tightly as she gets used to the sensation.
/> Slowly, the overwhelming heat begins to fade away, and Allison wriggles her hips before opening her eyes, looking up at me.
“Fuck me,” she says.
My breath catches and I pull out before slamming back inside her, both our bodies jolting. I set a fast pace, her hips jerking down to meet my thrusts, moving as one as I slide in and out of her, the only sound being our harsh breaths and the slap of our skin meeting. I can feel sweat on my brow, and her nails are becoming painful now.
“More, harder,” she pants.
I reach up to pull her hands off my shoulders, wrapping my fingers around her and pressing her palms down beside her head. Her hands clench around mine, and her body is constantly moving, her chest heaving, her heart pounding, her body trying to meet mine. She’s gasping and sobbing, and I thrust deeply inside her, wanting to feel everything, wanting to feel how tight she is around me.
The heat is building, and I choke on it, trying to breath. But it blazes higher and higher, until I lose my grip and, with a shout, I release deep inside her. I feel her shudder too, crying out something, and my vision whites out for a moment.
When I come to, I’m still hovering over Allison. We’re both breathing harshly, and she slowly shifts sideways. I pull out of her and collapse down behind her, wrapping my arms around her as she turns to face me.
Slowly, Allison lays her head on my chest, trying to catch her breath. My arms are securely around her, keeping us both from falling, and I feel her eyes flutter closed from the faintest brush of her eyelashes against my skin. Our legs are tangled together, and the way our skin presses against each other feels intimate and full of promise.
I bury my face in her hair and breathe in. She uses some sort of floral shampoo, I notice dimly. It smells nice. It reminds me of every other time I’ve been close enough to take in her scent. I tighten my arms around her.