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“You gonna ride me, baby?” I asked, reaching toward the nightstand to fish out a condom. “Let me watch you make yourself come?” I added, ripping open the foil, then pressing her hips back, so I could slide it on.
“Yes,” she said, barely letting me finish protecting us before she was reaching for my cock, holding it up where she wanted me, then lifting up to position over me, and taking me in on one slow movement.
“Oh,” she moaned as my curse escaped me at the feel of her tight pussy closing around me.
“Fuck me, baby,” I demanded, my hips rocking restlessly up into her.
She took a moment to find the right movement for her. But then she was riding me.
Hard and fast, driving herself up, her tits bouncing with the effort, making me need to take slow, deep breaths to keep control over myself as her head fell back, as she moaned louder and louder.
“No,” I hissed. “Look at me when you come around my cock,” I demanded, watching as her gaze lowered again just as her pussy started to squeeze my cock over and over. “Fuck, yes, that’s a good girl,” I murmured as she cried out, falling forward into my chest, her moans muffled against the skin of my neck.
I wasn’t done with her.
Not yet.
Anchoring an arm around her hips, I started to thrust up into her.
Fast.
Hard.
Taking one orgasm right toward another as she let out moans that were borderline pained as she got closer and closer.
“I can’t… I can’t…” she cried.
“You already are,” I said, feeling how tight her walls were around me as I kept fucking her. “That’s it. Squeeze my cock,” I groaned as the spasms started again.
This time, they took me with her, leaving me groaning and cursing at the intensity.
“Fucking worth the wait,” I declared when I was capable of speech again.
“Uh oh,” she said as we both heard the tap of Frida’s nails on the floor.
“I’ll take her,” I said. “Roll off.”
“I can’t,” she declared. “My legs are Jell-O,” she added, dragging a laugh out of me, as I rolled us both onto our sides, then slipped away.
“Give me one minute, girl,” I said to Frida as I rushed into the bathroom. “Alright, you finish that drink,” I told Siana as I pulled on some shorts and a tee. “I will order breakfast for delivery. Then we can figure out what we’re gonna do today,” I said, walking over to press a kiss to her head.
“Sounds good,” she said in a sleepy tone that told me she was likely going to pass right back out once I left.
Which was fine.
She needed her sleep.
We had no plans.
But when the dog and I made it back to the house, I walked in to find Siana’s phone blaring from her purse.
The entire time she’d been with me, the damn thing never rang.
I figured that maybe it was her mom, and smiled to myself as I made Frida’s breakfast, thinking her very straight-laced mom radar was likely going off, knowing her good girl had just been to a party, gotten drunk, then had sex with a guy with ‘bad news’ written all over him.
When it started to ring again after I put Frida’s bowl down, though, I decided to fetch it for her, not wanting her to miss any sort of important news.
Sure, her family sounded small. And her relationships were strained. But she would want to know if something was wrong.
