“I’m kidding,” I said, chuckling. “But it never hurts to be prepared.”
“I suppose it doesn’t,” Lena agreed, watching as I rolled the condom onto my cock. Her tongue darted out, absently licking her lips.Gah! She had no idea what she was doing to me. I gave my throbbing length a squeeze and she groaned, rubbing her thighs together.
“What do you want?” I asked as I climbed onto the bed, using one arm to hover over her, the other continuing to pump myself.
“Touch me,” she pleaded, watching the way I touched myself. “Please,” she moaned. “It’s been so long.”
“Touch you like this?” I said, releasing my cock to let my hand skitter across her thigh teasingly. I cupped her gently, feeling the slick moisture that gathered there as I rocked the heel of my palm into her core. “Or like this?”
Her eyes crashed shut. “Yes,” she hissed. “Yes.”
“Or like this?” I said, sinking my fingers into her, my thumb finding her clit. She jerked at the touch, already so sensitive. I touched her again, and a desperate moan bled from her lips. “So needy.”
“Weston,” she said, again and again, like it was a prayer.
I swirled my finger around that sensitive bud. Once I found a rhythm that made her writhe and moan, I stuck to that, chasing her toward her high. She was so responsive, so receptive, it was like she’d been made specifically for me to unlock. Like the path to her pleasure had been coded into my bones.
“Yes,” I hissed as her hips lifted off the bed, chasing my fingers for that ultimate release. “That’s it. Come for me, Lena. Fucking come.” I pressed a little harder, and a cry exploded from her as her entire body seized, her nails digging into my shoulders as she trembled through the release.
Then she went boneless beneath me.
She threw her arm over her eyes, breathing hard, a tiny smile on her lips. I watched her breasts rise and fall, and I reached out to stroke my hand over one pert nipple. She moaned, seeming to like that, and I pinched her gently. “All right?” I asked.
“So good,” she groaned, arching as my hand drifted down her stomach, toward the apex of her thighs again. She already wanted more—I could tell. But I let my hand roam the other way, and she grunted in frustration.
I gave a husky laugh. “Would you like something?”
She dropped her arm, looking all at once horny and stern. “Yes, for you to use that giant cock of yours to fuck me.”
“Music to any man’s ears,” I said, grinning as I rolled on top of her, my forearms on either side of her head.
She shifted her legs to cradle my hips, gasping as my cock brushed the space between her thighs. She was so slick I couldhave seated myself in one smooth stroke, but I caught her eye first. “Ready?”
She nodded, wrapping her hand around the back of my neck and pulling me toward her so she could press a kiss to my lips. “Yes,” she whispered as she pulled away, and it was all I needed. I inched my way inside, letting her adjust to my length.
She released a breathy moan, and once I’d seated myself fully, I pulled out and slid into her again.
She gasped. “Oh,fuck yes.”
I took that as a good sign and repeated the motion, this time sliding in a little harder, a little faster. And once I’d started building a rhythm, I couldn’t help myself. I wanted more of Lena. The sounds she made. The desperate way she scratched at my shoulders. The way she stared down between us, watching my cock slam into her.
“Ugggghhh, yes, Weston!” she cried. “Yes!Yes!”
I was close, the pleasure coiling at the small of my back like a spring, but so was she. I could tell by her panting breaths. “What do you want?”
“You,” she begged. “Fuck me, please. Touch me. God!”
I reached between us, finding her clit again, and all it took was a few well-timed strokes to tip her over the edge. And then I chased my own orgasm, rocking against her, snapping my hips to the tune of her unraveling.
“Bloody hell!” I gasped as I came, closing my eyes as sensation shot through me. Waves of bliss permeated every cell in my body as I jerked against her, chasing the last few coordinated thrusts.
Lena held me as my orgasm rippled through me. It was so good.Shewas so good. When it was done, I disposed of the condom and flopped onto my side on the bed. Lena rolled toward me, snuggling into my arms.
“How was that?” I asked, brushing hair from her face.
“I can’t believe we waited so long to consummate the marriage,” she teased.
My cock twitched at that. “Aye,” I agreed. “Is that you asking for round two?”
