He slows down for a second, then pushes his cock inside of me again, hard that time, each thrust rocking my body until he tilts his head down and swirls his tongue in the shell of my ear before he husks out the sexiest words I’ve ever heard. "Tell me where to come," he husks out.
"Inside me," I say. "Please come inside me."
"Fuck," he says, throwing his head back, and I can see the muscles in his neck snap as he swallows. He fucks me hard, my legs wrapped around his ass, each thrust of his cock sending me into a spiral of pleasure until I’m gasping for breath and we’re coming together, my body jerking under his as he buries himself deep into me.
Stars explode behind my eyes as heat uncurls in my stomach, my legs shaking as he continues to fuck me, letting me ride the wave until I feel like I’m gasping for breath.
He rolls off me, running his hand through his hair as he tries to catch his breath. His glasses are fogged up, his black shirt wrinkled over his stomach, even though he’s wearing no pants and no underwear.
He’s looking up at the ceiling before he speaks, but his voice is crisp and clear when he speaks. "That was…"
"Fuck," I say breathlessly. "Holy shit."
"Right. Okay," he says after a minute. "Tell me the truth. How was that for you? And if we do it again, how do I make it better?"
I turn on my side to look at him, and I can’t help but laugh.