“Absolutely.”
Reaching between us, he took hold of his erection at the base and positioned himself at my entrance. He teased me with the head, rubbing it up and down my slit, and then nudging inside me by just a few millimetres.
“Ah, Jay, that feels good.”
He pushed inside me, using one arm to keep himself hovering above me, and then releasing himself with his other hand and grabbing my hip. He slid in an inch or so, slipping through my wet heat. I gasped, shocked at how my pussy stretched for him.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he told me.
He withdrew slightly, and I clung to him, worried he’d somehow changed his mind, but then he thrust back in, his cock even deeper now. He clutched the inside of my thigh, opening my legs even more for him. I glanced down, wanting to see him entering my body. Pink, wet, stretched flesh. God, that was so hot. It was like we were one person, joined together.
He moved even deeper, and a stab of pain hit me. I sucked air over my teeth and winced.
“It’s okay. I’m in now,” he assured me. “The pain will fade.”
He held still inside me, giving my body time to adjust. His lips found mine again, and he kissed me, deep and passionately, and my inner muscles tightened around his cock. Experimentally, I arched my hips, feeling every inch of him. He groaned against my mouth, and then his lips left mine, and he ducked to one of my breasts, sucking and licking and biting my nipple.
“Aah, fuck,” I groaned, and his hips moved, pumping into me.
It felt incredible, and liquid heat pooled in my pussy. I rolled my hips to meet his, any pain I’d felt melting away. He grabbed my thigh, holding me in place as he pounded into me.
I panted for breath, my whole body shaking under his. He thumbed my clit, keeping up the fast circles while he thrust hard and fast. I wanted to touch him, but I had to brace my hand against the door to prevent the top of my head being smacked against it.
My whole body tensed. He drove into me, slamming into me hard, my pussy clenching around his cock. I climbed the crest of my orgasm with him. I’d lost all rational thought, the only focus of my mind and body to reach my peak.
Then I did, and I cried out, my body bucking beneath him. I jammed my hand against the door and stars exploded behind my eyelids. He hit me deep and held there, shuddering above and around and inside me.
“Fuck, Ivy. Holy fuck.”
We fell together, both breathing hard. My skin was damp with perspiration. He reached between us and disposed of the condom. Then bent his head and licked and sucked at my nipples again.
“Did I tell you that you have the most perfect tits?”
I giggled. “I really don’t.”
“If you think that, then you’re fucking blind.”
I closed my eyes, and he laughed, and his mouth was on mine again, kissing me as though he couldn’t get enough.
One time, I promised myself.
I already knew I wasn’t going to keep that promise.