She took a deep breath, held it in, then exhaled slowly. I could feel the tight vise of her pussy loosening.
“Okay, go,” she ordered.
Bracing myself on my forearms, I started pounding into her, straining to fuck her as deeply as I could, yielding to some primal urge to mark her as mine. There was none of that awkward fumbling that usually happened with a new partner. Our bodies seemed completely in sync.
“Yes!” she hissed, her eyes closing in pleasure.
I pressed my feet against the bottom of the mattress and kept a brutal pace. I couldn’t get enough of this woman. I wanted to possess her inside and out. I wanted to come so deep inside her that she’d never forget me. It was ridiculously caveman of me, but I couldn’t help it.
Suddenly Erika cried out.
“Ow!”
My head snapped up to see her rubbing the top of her head. A head that was pressed against the headboard. I was pounding into her so hard that I’d shifted us up the mattress with each rough stroke.
“It figures you’d fuck me into a head injury,” she joked. “So much for your idea of a controlled environment.”
I rolled over, taking her with me.
“Ride me,” I ordered. “It’s safer that way.”
She shifted into a better position, bracing herself on my chest, and began moving herself up and down my cock, twisting her hips on each downward stroke. Her breasts bounced with the effort, mesmerizing me.
My eyes rolled up into the back of my head as I tried to forestall my orgasm. I was close, so close, but I wanted her to come first.
I reached between us and found her clit with my fingers, pinching it lightly, and Erika moaned as another orgasm hit her. She shook on top of me, and I moved my hands to grip her hips, fucking her from below until my own orgasm hit me like a freaking freight train. I pushed up into her, releasing my seed in several long spurts as I groaned her name like a vow.
When I was done, I rolled us over again until we were both resting on our sides, still connected. I couldn’t bear to let her go yet.
She gave me a smile.
“I can’t believe you rolled us twice without me falling off the bed,” she joked. Her breath was still coming in short pants as she tried to catch her breath.
“I figured we’d save that for next time.”
We lay there staring at each other for a few minutes before I finally slid away from her, going to the bathroom to clean up. I returned with a cloth, gently wiping away our shared juices from the juncture of her thighs while she watched me in bemused surprise. Tossing the cloth in the direction of the bathroom, I laid back down on the bed next to her. She was laying on her back, and I slid one leg over hers, wrapped my arm around her waist, and rested my head on her chest, just above her left breast.
That’s how I fell asleep.
Erika
Iwoke up with a start. The sun was shining brightly through the windows, the drapes left open. Crap, it was morning. I hadn’t intended to stay over. After our first round, Reed and I had snuggled and talked for hours before making love again. I’d fallen into an exhausted sleep afterwards.
I was shocked at how comfortable I’d been talking to him and sleeping with him – actually sleeping I mean. I’d slept alone for many years and even when I was married I’d been disturbed whenever Jack had moved around, and I’d always hated snuggling. But last night I’d slept straight through, content to be wrapped up in Reed’s embrace.