My hand comes down on her ass again, leaving a pink mark that makes my cock ache. She’s so responsive, her body reacting to every touch, every sound, and I swear, the way her greedy pussy clamps down on my fingers has me ready to lose it.
“Dammit, Bri,” I groan, rolling my hips harder against her, spanking her again, the sound echoing in the room. “You’re gonna make me come before I’m even inside you.”
Her green eyes are burning with heat as she watches me fall apart beneath her.
“Yes,” she moans, her voice breathless and needy. “Spank me, Seth. Do whatever you want.”
Fuck.That’s all it takes for me to snap. The sound of my spanks echoes through the room, followed by her sharp gasp and the delicious sting on my palm. I squeeze the flesh, massaging the heat into her ass, and then my fingers drift lower, trailing toward her tight, puckered hole.
“Let me in your ass,” I growl.
Her breath catches, her body tensing slightly before she bites her lip, a mixture of hesitation and curiosity flashing in her wide eyes.
“I’ve never…” she whispers, her cheeks flush but she doesn’t look scared.
“Let me touch it,” I say. I sit up and drag my lips along her jaw, my voice softer now, coaxing her. “I’ll warm you up to it. Show you how good it can be.”
She gives a small nod. “Okay.”
My fingers slide back, teasing over her tight rim, brushing gently, applying just the slightest pressure.
“Ah…” she gasps, her body jolting as her hips rock instinctively, pressing against me. “Oh, that’s sensitive.”
Her reaction drives me wild, and before I can say another word, she lifts her hips slightly, her delicate fingers wrapping around my thick shaft. She guides me to her entrance, her slick pussyalready dripping with need. And then,fuck me,she starts to sink down.
“Shit, Bri,” I groan, watching as her pussy swallows me inch by inch until I’m buried to the hilt.
At the same moment I bottom out, I press my finger just inside her tight ass, easing it in gently, stretching her as her body adjusts to the intrusion.
“Yes,” she moans, her voice breaking, her walls gripping me like a vice as she takes me all the way down, her pussy full of me and my finger sliding deeper into her ass like a dream.
My head falls back against the pillow as I fight for control. Every muscle in my body is tight, my cock throbbing inside her, the heat and pressure making me lose my fucking mind. But then—“Fuck,” I mutter, panic lacing my voice as the realization hits me. “No condom, babe. We gotta stop.”
She shakes her head, her hips still moving, rolling against me like she wants me to bust in her right now. “I’m on birth control,” she whispers. “And I’m clean. Are you?”
“Yeah.”
I trust her, but I also know not all birth control is effective. And as a single dad already, I know the risk. Bri’s worth the risk.
“Just pull out and come on me before you finish.”
She lifts her hips and sinks back down before she starts moving faster, riding me roughly. I almost forget my finger’s still in her ass until she shifts again, her body relaxing, adjusting to the stretch as I slide it in deeper this time, testing her.
“How does that feel?” I ask, watching for any signs she’s uncomfortable.
Her head falls forward, her eyes fluttering shut as a moan slips from her lips. “So good,” she breathes out.
Her hips move with more confidence now, her rhythm picking up as she rocks against me, riding my cock while I work her tight ass with my finger. She’s a dream—her body soft and warm, her wet heat squeezing me, dragging me closer to the edge.
We fall into a rhythm, her lifting and sinking, slow and steady, fucking herself on my cock and my finger in her ass. The wet sounds of her pussy fill the room, mixing with her soft moans and the slap of bare skin against skin.
“This pace is killing me, Bri,” I growl, my jaw clenched, my balls already tightening as that familiar tingle of my orgasm coils low in my spine. I’m not going to last much longer.
She shifts, her body trembling as she starts to roll us, and I go with her, flipping her onto her back, my finger slipping from her inside of her as I settle between her thighs.
“Fuck me hard,” she whispers, her voice drenched in raw need, her green eyes blazing with heat.
I don’t make her wait. I slam into her, driving my cock deep, bottoming out with every thrust. I set a vicious pace, giving her exactly what she’s begging for. Her walls are wet, hot and squeezing me and it’s different without a condom on. She’s the first woman I’ve done this with in years. That realization isn’t lost on me. The trust we’re giving to each other means something.
