“I’d like to see you,” she says quietly and slides off my lap. Before I can answer, McKenna removes my t-shirt, then tugs on my belt buckle and unfastens my jeans, letting my cock spring free.
“Wow. You’re dick is huge.”
My cock jerks and her hazel eyes go round with shock.
I want to tell her that she talks too fucking much but the words she says hit me right in the nuts, pulling them up tight as my cock strains to get closer to her.
“Oh yes, that will do.” She pulls my pants to the floor and kneels, all prim and proper like, fisting my cock with one hand and letting her tongue flick over the tip over and over.
“Mmm,” she moans and wraps her lips around the head of my cock, and in the next moment, I’m throat deep in her as she swallows around my cock.
“Shit, McKenna. Fuck.”
Who knew she possessed such excellent head game? My hips buck up, and both hands move to her silky hair as it brushes against my thighs.
Wet sounds. Gagging sounds. Sloppy moist sounds of her thick lips brushing against my cock, her throat moistening with every thrust. It’s driving me fucking crazy, and I have to tell myself to relax. She isn’t a club whore; she isn’t a whore at all. I can’t just fuck her until I come.
“Fuck!” She takes me deeper and deeper, impaling her throat on my cock, and my control snaps. I grab a handful of hair and pull back firm but gentle, standing over her. “You want this?”
She nods and flicks her tongue out, drawing a hiss from me.
“No, I’m on my knees because this floor is so comfortable.”
“Smart mouth,” I growl.
“Do something about it,” she shoots back with a teasing smile, and I swear, her eyes fucking glitter when I shove my cock in her mouth. Her gaze never wavers as I fuck her mouth in long deep strokes, but she moans and swallows my cock like it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted.
Her tongue shoots out one more time, grazing the underside of my balls, and I know if I don’t pull back now, this fuck session will be over too soon.
“Fuck,” I growl and pull back. “Next time,” I promise her and myself. Next time I’m going to fuck her mouth until I drip from the corners.
“Fine,” she growls, eyelids heavy with lust as she shoves my chest, and I fall back into the chair, watching as she fists my cock again and settles herself on my lap. McKenna isn’t in a hurry at all. Fuck that. She’s rubbing her cunt up and down the backside of my cock, leaving a trail of wet heat while she moans in my ear.
“Mark. I think I love your cock.”
I smile, and my hands find her hips again. “He seems to be a fan of you, too. But you know what they say, no glove, no love.”
I reach down and find my wallet lying by my jeans, pull out a condom, and roll it down my cock.
“You loved with no glove before.”
“I know. Bad idea.”
Her laugh is husky and amused, at least until the tip of my cock nudges her opening. In one quick slide, she’s got me buried balls deep.
“Oh, my fucking God. That’s good.” She stops for a moment, her pussy clenching and pulsing around my cock. “Yes,” the word comes out on a hiss a moment before she starts grinding.
Her tits bounce in my face, and I grab a nipple between my teeth, testing her limits. She likes it, tossing her head back as she starts to bounce up and down on my cock in fast, deep strokes that blur my vision. She’s wild, on a pleasure-seeking mission that is such a fucking beautiful sight to see.
“Mark,” she growls in warning, and I can feel her pussy tightening, her impending pleasure.
It’s too soon, goddammit, and I stand up and lay her halfway on the desk before spreading her legs wide and lifting her to change the angle.
“Oh!” A smile crosses her lips at the new sensation. “Oh, fuck yeah.” McKenna digs her heels into the front of my shoulders, trying to brace herself, but that’s not what I want.
“I can’t,” she moans. “Mark, I can’t move.”
“Just enjoy it, Kenna.” It takes her a minute to get used to the sensation of not being able to fuck back, to just take the fuck I’m giving her. A few strokes in, my thumb hits her clit, and she’s on board.
“Yeah, you like that.”
“Amazing.” She manages that one breathless word as I fuck her hard and deep, my hips moving faster than before. Her legs quiver in the air, her toes crack as her orgasm builds. She’s flailing with nothing to grab on to.
“Tits,” I growl, and she ignores the tits, pinching her nipples instead.