“That’s just how I dance,” I say, a half-truth. I love to dance with him, love the way our bodies touch as we move around the floor.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you wanted me to fuck you here.” He spreads my cheeks and runs his finger along my crevice. I quiver as he reaches beneath me, and puts a finger into my wet pussy. I nearly orgasm on the spot.
He fucks me with his finger for a few minutes, then adds another and our moans mingle. I think I’ll put my cock in here first, get it nice and wet, then I’ll fuck this hot little ass of yours.”
“Luke,” I say, both excited and terrified by the idea. He rubs the hot bundle of nerves inside me, and just like that, I let go. An orgasm breaks through me, and I come all over his hand.
“Jesus, fuck,” he murmurs and grows harder against my stomach as I concentrate on the powerful pulses and marvel at how fast this man can make me climax. He says he’s helping me in the bedroom, showing me what I should expect, but when it comes right down to it, I think he’s ruining me. I’m pretty damn certain no man will ever live up to his standards.
“On the bed, ass in the air,” he says. “And lose the shirt.”
With my head somewhere still in the stars, I slide off his lap, remove my shirt and bra and sprawl across the bed on shaky knees.
“Hands over your head,” he says.
I reach up and grab the slats, and he shoves a pillow underneath me. He leans into me, puts his mouth near my ear and whispers, “Look at you all hot and ready for my cock.”
I gulp for air, my body so turned on, it’s hard to breathe.
“Katee, do you still keep your lube in your make up bag?”
“Yes,” I whisper. “But how do you know that?”
“I know a lot of things about you?” he says, and dashes into the bathroom. A moment later the sound of him removing his clothes reaches my ears, and by the time he climbs onto the bed, I’m shaking with need. “Your sweet little cunt is dripping,” he murmurs as he grips my hips and puts his cock at my opening. He powers forward and enters me in one hard thrust. His curses reach my ears, and I cry out from the pleasure. He rocks into me, the friction igniting my body.
“Oh, God, yes…”
“You like how I fuck you?” he asks.
I swallow against a dry throat. “I love your cock, Luke. I love how you fill me and make me come.”
He pulls out and drives into me again. “I want to fuck you everywhere,” he says. “I need to.” The emotions and urgency in his voice send a little thrill though me. “Tell me you need that, too.” He runs his hand along my spine, then puts it between my ass cheeks. He inserts a finger, and I move against him.
“I want that, too,” I say. “I want you to be the guy to fuck my ass, Luke. I wouldn’t trust any other guy with my body like that.” He stills inside me for a moment, and I’m pretty sure he stopped breathing. “Luke?”
“Yeah?”
I move my hips, encouraging him to fuck me. “Harder,” I say, and he pulls out and powers back in.
“Put one hand between your legs, and rub your clit for me.” I do as he says, and he groans his approval. I move against my hand as he slides his fat cock in and out of me, pistoning hard, and I cry out as another orgasm rips through me. I clench around him, a hot explosion of need.
“That’s a girl, get my cock all nice and wet for your sweet ass.” He pours lube between my cheeks, and works his finger into my backside, stretching me and preparing me for his girth. After a long time, he pulls from my pussy, pours more cold lube between my cheeks, and presses his crown to my back opening. I go perfectly still.
“Breathe, Katee,” he whispers.
I take in a breath as he slowly works his way in. Pain curls around me and he stops moving, giving me time to catch up. He runs his hand along my back, soothing me, and comforting me.
“More,” I say, wanting all of him inside me, everywhere.
“You sure?” he asks.
“Never more sure of anything,” I say.
He pushes in a bit more and I breathe through the sting as he enters me. “That’s a girl,” he says, and lightly runs his fingers over my flesh. “I’m in, Katee. I’m all the way in.”
“I feel you.”
“How does it feel?”