His words cause excitement to build and leak out of me.
“I can feel how wet you are,” he says as he retreats at a snail’s pace. I can feel every single ridge of his cock rubbing against me. It’s amazing.
When only the tip of him remains inside me, he pauses before slamming into me. The entire table moves with the force of his thrust and bumps against the wall. I lay back on it. The smooth cool surface is a direct contrast to the heat emitting from Grayson’s body. He pulls out and strokes in again. My back arches of its own accord as I moan his name.
“That’s it,” he grunts. His hands are now grasping my hips tight enough I can feel his fingernails digging into my skin. “Take all of me, Precious.”
My belly heats as the excitement builds and my walls begin to tighten.
“I can feel how close you are. Come for me, Suzie. Come all over my cock.”
My body is totally on board with the idea. I moan and my head drops to the table as my entire body convulses with my orgasm.
When I come down, Grayson starts pounding into me. “Nothing better than seeing you take me.” His strokes become erratic. “Gonna come. Fuck,” he moans as he plants himself deep and stays there.
Drips of sweat roll down his chest and I lick my lips. “Don’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?” I bat my eyelashes like I don’t know what he’s thinking.
“I need a moment before round two.” He looks around my brew shack. “And I need a bed.”
I giggle. “Sounds like a plan to me.”