He gritted his teeth, fearing for their survival his jaw had clenched so hard.
“Take me … deeper,” he managed.
Finally, she sank onto him. Her taut pussy hugged him as, inch by inch, she stretched around his width. The wet heat was heaven and hell combined, and his pulse thudded in his ears. He forced himself to keep his ass on the bed and not surge into her.
A deliciously sexy groan left her throat, and her head fell back as she took him completely, her ass now on his legs.
His cock throbbed with need, and he ran his hands up her back to her hair. As he grabbed a fistful, his lips found her neck. He kissed, but quickly it became more, a small bite and suck. Then he was drawing her skin to his mouth and his cock was swelling with heat and need.
She ground her hips, almost driving him wild as he shifted inside her.
“Jayden,” she gasped. “Oh… I…”
He kept his hand in her hair but released the tension. She dropped her face to his and found his mouth. The kiss was urgent and greedy. Each roll of her hips had his cock hardening further and his balls retracting. She was working her clit on him, over and over, and taking him so damn deep.
Grasping her ass, he followed the rocking of her hips. He wanted to come, badly, but he’d wait until she was. They’d come together.
Or at least that was the plan.
It was hard to believe the small, frightened woman he’d first met was this beautiful sex goddess testing his stamina more than anyone had before.
“Oh… Oh…” She broke the kiss and held his face in a sweetly possessive hold. She stared into his eyes. “I’m…”
“Don’t stop, babe, you’re amazing.”
Redness dotted her cheeks, and a sheen of perspiration sat on her brow. He grasped her left breast, the nipple a small pebble on his palm.
“I want to come.” She gasped.
“So come, ’cause then I can, and you’re driving me insane.”
His words seemed to flick a switch. She became a live wire, working herself on his cock, on his body. The flush of rouge on her cheeks went down her neck, over the mark he’d left there, then to her chest.
“Come,” he growled. “Now.”
A strangled cry left her mouth, and she pulsed around him, hugging his cock and riding through her orgasm.
Finally, he was able to release the pressure in his cock, and he powered his hips upward, driving deep and letting go of his tight control. The relief was instant, and he too had to stop from letting out a loud yell. Instead, he clamped his lips tight and raised his head to the ceiling. Jesus, she felt so damn good. Coming inside her was intense beyond belief.
Her climax went on, extending beyond his, but he stayed with her, holding her tight and watching the bliss spreading over her features.
Eventually, she slowed, then stopped, though her pussy was still spasming around his cock.
“Damn it, woman, you know how to ride.” He brushed her hair back from her face. She was panting hard, and her eyes were a little dazed.
“I’ve… I’ve never…”
“What?”
“Done it like that.”
“What?” That was hard to believe. “But … you were married, and…”
“I guess he liked to be the one in control at all times.” She smiled and ran her hand down his nose, over his lips, and then to the hollow of his throat. “Takes a real man to let a woman run the show.”
“Fuck.” She never stopped amazing him. “Well, you can run this damn show anytime. You’re real fucking talented at it.”
She giggled and her eyes flashed.