I release her gorgeous hair and unsnap her bra.
Pulling the straps over her slender shoulders and down her arms, I toss the material onto the floor. "Holy fuck, Sami. How have you kept this gorgeous rack hidden from me?" I lean down and suck one of her nipples into my mouth and run my tongue around the hard bead.
She doesn't answer. Instead, she whimpers as she weaves her fingers through my hair and pulls me closer, arching her back. The pressure is perfect.
Her hip against my dick.
Her tit in my mouth.
Her pussy squeezing my fingers as I pump harder and faster.
Her entire body tenses.
"Marshal, shit. I'm going to come."
"Not yet." In record speed, I remove my dripping fingers and place them between my lips. I was right about her honey. "Sami, you're so fucking sweet."
Quickly I reach for the waistband of her panties, drop to my knees, and pull the little bit of lace down. As I lower it, I find myself eye level with the most beautiful pussy. I spread her legs, showing me her wet thighs, lean forward, and take a deep breath. "You smell as good as you taste."
"Marsh..."
I fight the need to run my tongue through her folds and feast on her sweet essence. However, my tongue has competition. After all, we’re in this position because my body has a mind of its own and made no bones about what it wanted.
I want to be inside her more than I want to breathe.
After one quick lick, I stand, our eyes meeting as my tongue goes to my lips. The embarrassment or uncomfortable feeling I always imagined would be there if we went this direction in our relationship is nowhere to be found.
How could it be?
There's no room for that, not with the wild, burning passion.
Fuck, the temperature has quadrupled.
The blaze is out of control.
Sami leans back, her shoulders against the wall, and smiles at me.
I’ve always known she was beautiful, but I never saw her like this. Her green eyes shine with desire. Her lips are pink and puffy from our kiss. And her nipples are deep red.
She has a great smile, confident and sexy. As one of her hands roams down her tight stomach toward her pussy, she says, "Hurry up, Marshal, or I'm going to do this myself."
My grin twitches. "Bossy. You've always been bossy."
The way her eyes twinkle with just the right amount of mischief makes my chest expand. I love seeing this side of her. I'll take it over her earlier tears any day.
In seconds my jeans are unbuttoned, and I hurriedly push my pants down to my calves. I want them off, but damn it, my shoes are still on. I'm sure as hell not taking the time to take it all off.
Lowering my boxer briefs, my dick springs outward.
Sami gasps as I grasp its girth. Slowly and methodically, my hand moves up and down as I stroke my huge cock.
I’m not bragging.
It's big.
And with each pump my balls grow tighter and heavier, filling with the need to be inside her. The skin covering my dick is stretched to the max. The shaft is lined with angry veins and the tip glistens.
Sami's eyes widen. "We're even," she purrs, "because you've been hiding that monster cock from me."