I do the same.
The bulge between his legs is impossible to miss.
“Mission accomplished then?” I flash him a cocksure grin.
“I’m as hard as concrete. I’m a breath away from ripping the zipper off these jeans.” His voice is thick with lust, and I let out a ragged breath as pride courses through me. “You know what your tits do to me… what your body does to me? How dare you tease me?”
“I can’t help it. I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
“You want my attention?”
“Among other things.”
“Oof. You daring little one.”
I lose my cool and giggle.
“What else do you want from me?”
I lower my eyes to his bulge again.
He brings his hand down and cups it.
Good Lord that thing is massive.
“You want my big, thick cock pumping your pussy?” He reads my mind. “Is that why you’re wearing that flimsy excuse for a t-shirt?”
“I want you.”
I’m so worked up… so wet… so ready for him.
“I want to hear the words, Carina.”
I’m breathing hard and fast. I started this naughty game, but he’s upped the ante.
I lick my lips. “I want you deep inside me, Rhett.”
“What do you want deep inside you?”
“Your huge cock.”
“You’re fucking perfect.”
He gives me no time to think.
He grabs me by the waist and walks us further inside the house. He doesn’t slow down until my back hits a wall.
I gasp.
In a flash, he takes my mouth in a kiss so passionate I feel it all the way to the tips of my toes.
God.
The first electrifying touch of his tongue against mine as they dance together with desire, melts my insides. We’re in perfect sync, tasting and teasing each other. This is so good, I can only match his ardor.
He’s an insane kisser.
As the fervor burns hot between us, a sharp ache ricochets down to my needy clit. Rhett’s muffled groans as he grinds his impossibly hard cock against me are enough to send me freefalling.
