That’s the only warning I’m giving her. If she keeps her slickness on me, or swivels her hips one more time…
“Pretty sure the entire reason I’m straddling you is because I want you to fuck me.” The cheeky grin that forms on her lips is one I want to replace with pleasure.
“Fucking, that’s all this is.” My heart constricts inside my chest at the words.
She licks her lips and says, “Give me your worst, Vance Preston.”
My name falls from her lips like a prayer. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, and my cock is straining so hard I’m pretty sure I have the worst case of blue balls ever, I reach for her and slide my hands underneath the t-shirt she’s wearing until my fingers make contact with her hips.
Then I trail those same fingers downward and slide the fabric of her panties to the side revealing her pink pussy spread open for me like rose petals, each one begging to be plucked.
Perfection at its finest.
Dragging my fingers through her wet folds, a shudder ripples through me before I sink two of my thick digits into her tight entrance without warning. Her green eyes widen, squeezing together at the intrusion, and for a moment I worry I’ve hurt her. She said she wasn’t a virgin, how long has it been since she fucked a guy?
When she doesn’t say anything, the thought disappears and I pick up my pace, scissoring my fingers, angling them in a come-hither motion.
“Fuck, Ava, look at this pussy… so fucking wet for me. Tightening with every stroke. You want to come, don’t you?”
She nods her head frantically, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her pebbled nipples straining against the thin fabric of my t-shirt. Her reaction to me is everything I had hoped it would be and more.
Pumping in and out of her tightness, I keep my eyes on hers. She fists the sheets at her sides and bites into her plump bottom lip while I stretch her to accommodate my length. She’s tight, so fucking tight and it’s going to be an even tighter fit.
Most of the time, I don’t take the time to prepare the women I fuck. But Ava isn’t just some random to me, she’s everything, the beginning, the middle, and the end. And I’m going to make this good for her, even if I die trying.
With two fingers inside her, I take my thumb and press it against her diamond hard clit. I’m ready to be inside her…so fucking ready.
Pulling my fingers out of her, I earn myself a whimper. When she comes, it’s going to be around my cock, so I can feel every spasm and quiver her pussy makes.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get to come soon enough.” Gripping onto her hips, I push her off of me, laying her down on her back. Hooking my thumbs into her panties, I drag them down her legs, my knuckles running against the supple, soft flesh.
Her shirt goes next and I throw both pieces of clothing onto the floor. Pausing for one single moment, I drink in her naked body before me. Everything about her is perfect. I want to look at her for hours, explore every inch of her body, but my cock is done waiting. I have patience but when it comes to her, I’m like a small child giddy with excitement as he reaches into the cookie jar.
Pushing my boxers down over my hips, I free my length. The head of my cock is swollen and an angry red. Poor fucking guy. Wrapping my hand around the angry giant, I stroke myself a few times, pleasure pulsing from my balls to the tip of my cock with each stroke.
Ava looks up at me with hungry eyes, watching me like a hawk.
Then I realize something… Shit!
“I don’t have a condom.” I groan. I have some in the car. I could go and get one, but I don’t think I’m physically capable of leaving her here right now. “I’ve never gone bareback before, so if you’re…” I let my voice trail off. I don’t want to ruin this moment between us, but there isn’t any way I’m going to put myself in a situation where I have to worry about knocking her up. I wouldn’t ever consider fucking without a condom but in my heart, I know Ava’s worthy of this moment.
“I’m on birth control,” she squeaks.
Thank fucking, fuck!
I have to fucking have her. I have to be inside of her. Now.
“Thank fuck,” I whisper.
Pressing forward, I blanket her body with mine and lean down, holding myself up with one arm so I don’t crush her. With my free hand, I guide myself to her entrance and dip the head inside wetting it in her arousal before slipping it between her folds. I bump against her clit and she mewls into her hand, tilting her hips up, seeking out more friction.