Her gasp worries me for a second, but then her eyes flash with lust and before I can apologize for being too forward, she leaps into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. Her lips crash against my mouth, her hot tongue sliding past my lips to caress mine, the heat from her pussy making my dick a steel rod in my sweats. My hands automatically cup her round ass and without thinking twice, I walk us over to the couch where I lower myself down so she straddles my thighs. Our kisses become deeper, more frantic. We only break apart so I can pull her tank up and over her head, throwing it over my shoulder. Her hands move to cover her gorgeous, full breasts, but I catch her wrists to stop her.
“Don’t!” I growl, holding her hands away so my eyes can eat up the glory of her fantastic tits. “You’re fucking stunning. I want to devour every inch of you, starting with your nipples.”
I lean forward to gently press a kiss between her breasts, moving to the left until I latch my lips around her hard brown nipple, feeling it stiffen further under my tongue. Jess moans loudly and her head falls back, which pushes her core against my throbbing cock, drawing out my own desperate moan.
“Tate,” she groans as my fingers graze up the buttery soft skin of her thighs and hold her hips, which have taken on a rhythmic rocking that’s slowly driving me crazy.
“What do you need, baby?” I ask, planting kisses across her chest toward her other stiff peak.
Her desperate whimper makes me raise my head, and I notice the longing in her eyes, her teeth pulling at her bottom lip. But I also see doubt.
“You can tell me,” I say gently, cupping her jaw. “I want you to feel good, let me do that for you.”
Jess takes a deep breath and fixes me with a look I’ve seen many times in the office; it’s her ‘I’m determined to get what I want and nothing is going to stop me’ look. It’s such a turn on to see her own her desire, and I wait patiently to hear her request. After another moment of doubt, she sits up slightly straighter, which pushes her tits into my face and says, “I need you to fuck me hard, right now.”
Jesus! This woman is killing me. But I’m realizing that I want to give her the world, and if that starts by fucking her into the couch, then that’s what I’m going to do.
Quickly, I lift Jess off my lap and lay her on the couch, hooking my fingers into the elastic of her sleep shorts, dragging them down her thighs and throwing them onto the floor. She’s gloriously naked beneath me, her fingers reaching up to graze my abs, just like she described in her message. Kneeling between her thighs, I watch as she explores my body, my abs twitching and my cock throbbing with anticipation. I want to act on her request to fuck her, but she seems to be having plenty of fun so I let her continue. Her fingers eventually hook into the waistband of my sweats and pull them over my obscenely hard dick, her eyes drinking me in as her tongue sweeps over her lips so they glisten. If she carries on like this, I’m gonna blow my load before I even get inside her.
“Baby, I need to taste you before I fuck you,” I growl as her slender fingers wrap around my cock and I feel the thin thread of control begin to unravel. Jess’s eyes flick up to meet mine and she releases me, nodding her consent to my dirty request. She lays back on the couch and her thick thighs fall open, exposing her neat little patch of dark curls and the glistening pink lips of her delicious-looking pussy. God, I just want to drown in her, so I run my palms up the insides of her thighs to hold them open and lower myself into position. Holding her pussy open with my thumbs, I lick her from slit to clit, feeling her body tense up and quiver beneath me. She’s so responsive that it only takes me a few well placed flicks of my tongue to bring her to the edge, her soft moans increasing in volume and intensity.
“Oh Tate, please,” she cries as I double my efforts to make her climax on my tongue, her fingers gripping my hair and keeping my mouth exactly where she needs it. “Yes, right there, right there!”
Quickly, I add two fingers inside her, curling them up to find that special place, and she detonates around me like the Fourth of July, squeezing my fingers and soaking my tongue and chin. Her cries of pleasure spur me on to keep her coming and she does until I think I might suffocate between her thighs which are clamped around my head.
Finally, she begins to come down from her orgasm, but I’m not letting her rest yet. I’m so fucking hard, I need to be inside her tight, wet pussy now. So while she catches her breath, I reach out to grab my wallet from the coffee table and remove a condom. Jess watches with hooded, expectant eyes as I rip the foil packet open with my teeth, push my sweats around my thighs and roll the condom down my shaft.
“God, I love looking at your cock,” Jess whimpers, as she absently twirls her fingertips around her stiff nipple.
I smile wickedly and fist my cock, loving the desperate look of lust that crosses her face.
“This cock, baby?”
“Yes,” she gasps, watching my fist pump up and down my length. “I want it, please.”
I chuckle and lower myself on top of her, notching my cock head at her entrance, making both of us sigh with relief.
“Oh you’re so big, you’ll need to go slow,” Jess whispers. “It’s been a while.”
I kiss her forehead and then her lips, slipping my tongue against hers. The thought that I could ever hurt this exquisite woman makes my chest tighten, so I smooth her wild hair from her damp face and fix her brown eyes with mine.
“Baby, I got you.” As I begin to slide my thick cock inside her, her back bows with pleasure, and I have to stifle my own moan in the crook of her neck. Oh Jesus, she’s so tight I don’t think I’ll last more than a few thrusts.
“Oh yes, yes,” Jess moans as I push more of myself inside her, her palms gripping my ass cheeks, urging me forward, deeper and deeper.
When I’m fully seated inside, I have to stop, holding myself up on my forearms. Jess’s knees are drawn up, gripping my sides. I can’t help but get lost in her deep brown eyes, framed by dark lashes that flutter as I gently begin to move.
“Is this okay?” I ask, keeping my movements slow and shallow to allow Jess to adjust to my size.
She looks at me with a pleading expression and utters the words that unleash the beast inside me. “Faster, harder. Please Tate.”
Her words are my undoing. I bury my face in her neck and begin to pick up the pace, deepening my thrusts until I’m fucking her into the couch. Jess holds onto me for dear life, matching my thrusts with her own, both of us becoming slick with sweat. Our groans and curses grow in volume as we race towards climax, mine creeping up on me at breakneck speed. I change position so I’m kneeling between Jess’s thighs, looking down as her bouncy tits jiggle with each deep thrust.
“I’m close, baby, so close,” I groan, holding Jess’s hips to guide her movements.
“Rub my clit, let me come with you,” she gasps, digging her nails into the muscles of my thighs.
I huff out an excited breath and slip two fingers into my mouth to wet them, then I rub her clit between them, pinching it lightly until her eyes roll back in her head. That’s it, she’s about to come. I increase the speed and depth of my thrusts, and we explode together. Her back arches so her tits bounce beneath my palm, and I empty my seed into the condom, stars flashing behind my eyelids.