“I’m not pissed.” I nibble at her lips like I’ve been dying to do since I woke with her nuzzled in my arms over an hour ago. She has awakened in my arms many times the past three weeks, but it was the first time she’s naked. “I’m endeavoring to work out how I can have you before trainingandnot get benched for this weekend’s games.”
Summer peers at the alarm on the bedside table before straying her eyes back to mine. “Training is still two hours away. We have plenty of time to benaughty.”
I laugh at the exaggeration of her last word before saying, “Perhaps for an average man, but I’ve always been above average. Just look at my cock, for example.”
Before the lust in her eyes fully augments, I toss the sheet over my head, scamper down the mattress, then burrow my head between her legs to take a large and unashamed whiff of her smell.
I was borderline obsessed with Summer’s scent before it was intermingled with mine. Now I’m downright infatuated. She smells scrumptious enough to eat, and that’s precisely what I do for the next twenty minutes, but instead of a pillow serving her delicious goodness to my mouth, I grip her bouncy ass cheeks in my hand and bring the feast to me.
“Lennox,” rips from her mouth for the seventh time in the past thirty minutes when I push two fingers inside her. Her thighs sweep open when I curl my fingers upward to milk the sweet spot inside her. “Oh lord… that shouldn’t feel as good as it does.”
I smile against her drenched slit before pushing her over the edge for the second time this morning. She bucks against my face, her moans a mix of words and grunts while my fingers and tongue lazily bring her back down to earth. I suck on her clit, lap up her delicious arousal, and gently move my fingers in and out of her.
Once the shudders I worked for stop jerking through her body, I press my lips to the inside of her thigh before climbing up her body. My breath traps in my throat when I peer down at her spent and exhausted face. Her body is flushed, her eyes are glistening with lust, and the lips I spent all night fantasizing about after she gave me the best blowjob of my life are chapped from how many times she dragged her teeth over her bottom lip while fighting the urge to come.
I’ve never seen a sexier sight.
When I tell Summer that, she reminds me why her pull has been so strong the past three years. “I’m already going to let you fuck me, Lenigan69, so you can stop with the compliments.”
She has no clue how beautiful she is.
No idea whatsoever.
So she’d never use it to hurt anyone—not even when she should.
While moaning through the sensation of my cock’s head nudging at the entrance of her wet pussy, I slowly enter her. Taking her bare is as good this morning as it was last night. It’s the best feeling in the world, and I don’t see me giving it up for anything.
“Grab the headboard, Sum. I’ve got a little innocence leftover to pinch.”
She squeezes the walls of her pussy around me, silencing my tease in a way I never thought would happen before doing as instructed. The change in position makes her fantastic tits sit high on her chest, and when I curl her leg around my waist, she opens up to me in a way I can almost fully slip inside of her.
“Oh…” Summer murmurs as her chest thrusts in rhythm to the rock of my hips.
I grind into her slowly, filling her more and more with each thrust. Then, once I’m confident she won’t experience an ounce of pain, I increase the tempo of my pumps.
Within minutes, Summer’s moans overtake the slapping of our bodies intimately joining. She calls out on repeat, her requests a combination of begs for more and confirmation she’s going to hell for enjoying sex as much as she does.
Her begs have me driving into her harder and faster. I fuck her like I’ve daydreamed about doing multiple times the past three years. I drive her to the brink, uncaring of who might hear her and what it will make them think.
The we’re-just-friends line is fucking done.
Summer is my girl, and I can’t wait to shout it from the rooftops.
When I curl Summer’s left leg around my sticky waist to join her right one, she goes off like a rocket. While clinging to me as if she’s literally freefalling off a cliff, she screams my name in an ear-piercing squeal.
The frantic sucks of her pussy should end me. I should be joining her on the crazy ride, but instead, I continue fucking her as she deserved to be fucked the first time a man bedded her.
I take her hard, fast, and dirty, and by the time I’m done, we’re nothing but a mass of sweaty body parts on a mattress with now broken springs.
Summer buries her head into my pecs when I murmur, “I’ll request for them to send a maintenance man on my way out.” The last part of my reply comes out with a chuckle from her socking me in the stomach. “That way, I won’t have to explain how the springs sprung free.”
“How unusual. You’re leaving me to tidy up your mess again.” There’s no malice in her tone. How could there be when it’s so loved-up? “Did you want to ride home together tonight? I could pick you up around six.” My dick hardens like it didn’t seek release only minutes ago when she murmurs, “I’ve heard car sex can be quite the experience if done right.”
“It can be.” I regret my reply the instant it leaves my mouth. I’m meant to be building her up, not reminding her that I have more experience than her. “But I don’t know if anything could top what we just did. It claimed the number one spot on my list of memorable moments.”
Smooth, Lennox.
Real fucking smooth.
