“I do it to you first.”
“Not gonna happen.” I laugh.
She pushes me down on my back and pulls her pants off. I sit up, and she climbs on me.
“Turn around.”
She does as asked and slowly sinks down on top of me.
“Damn.”
It starts off with her back pressed against my chest, and I tease her clit with one hand and play with her nipples with the other. I kiss her neck and move up to her ear. “Faster, baby.”
Again, she does as asked.
I watch our reflection in the French doors, and the way her tits jiggle make me harder.
She reaches between my legs and tugs gently on my balls. I run my hand between her tits and hold the base of her throat. She moans, and I release her.
“Hands on my knees and lean forward.”
She continues riding me, and I have the most amazing view of my cock stretching her tight little pussy.
I grab her ass with both hands and spread her wider as I thrust in her. “That’s one amazing view. Lay forward.”
I watch as I slide in and out of her pink, wet pussy. I feel the tension building inside of me and have to stop.
“Lucas,” she whines.
“Baby, I’m just trying to pace myself.”
“Don’t, please—”
“Hands on the floor and ass in the air.”
I move with her, not wanting to break contact. Then I reach around and rub her hard little nub, and she loses control. Her knees buckle as she moans my name.
“Thank God.” I hold her as I ram in and out of her until I come.
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We lie in bed, in our old bedroom, in the house I built for her all those years ago, thinking how lucky I am to be holding her here again. Can’t say it, though. Can’t because it will hurt her.
“I know what you’re thinking. Stop.”
“I’m sorry, baby.”
She doesn’t say anything, so I do.
“Everything about you is so fucking amazing. I’m going to worship every inch of you until I can’t anymore.”
She kisses my chest. “Me, too, but I have to get going.”
“Have I mentioned that I hate this part?”
“A million times.” She sits up.
“We need to remedy the situation.”