Page 75 of Under Her

She’s a fucking goddess.

I dip my head and capture one of her nipples in my mouth. My finger seeks out her clit. She moans louder. Her arms come around my head, holding me to her, as she starts to ride me in short, hard strokes.

My tongue laves her nipple, and my finger rubs at her clit. Her pussy is soaked, and it squeezes my cock like a fist with each move she makes.

I’m in fucking heaven.

I can feel her body winding up like a time bomb, ready to explode. I’m close to coming myself. It’s taking everything in me not to shoot my load now. She’s that fucking hot. That fucking good. But I want this to last as long as possible. I want her to come before me.

In one swift move, keeping myself inside her, I flip her to her back.

“My turn,” I tell her.

My body crashes to hers. I hook a hand under her leg, and I start to fuck her. Pumping in and out.

“Yes! Wilder! Harder! Fuck me harder!”

So, I do.

I slam in and out of her. Flesh slapping flesh. The best fucking sound in the world.

“Yes…God…Wilder…that’s…it…” Her words fall away on a gasp. Her head rolls to the side, her eyes squeeze shut, and her body shudders as she comes around my cock, triggering my own orgasm.

“Morgan…fuck…fuck.” I thrust into her, feeling mindless with sensations as I come hard and long. So hard that I’m pretty sure I black out for a second.

“Jesus,” I pant, pressing my forehead to hers, running my fingers into her hair. “That was…”

“Incredible.”

The best night of my life. And I’ve only just gotten started on the things I want to do to her.

I’m still inside her. I’m not ready to pull out just yet.

Morgan is gazing up at me with those inviting brown eyes of hers, a smile edging her lips.

And I just have to kiss her again. So, I do.

I brush my lips over hers.

I only intend for the kiss to be brief. But it quickly turns molten. I can’t seem to get enough of her. One taste is not enough.

I wonder if anything will ever be enough with her.

Usually, when I’m with a woman, I’m getting ready to head out the door by now.

Barring the fact that I brought Morgan to my room, the only place I plan on going is down. On her.

I slip out of her body. I rise up onto my knees, remove the condom, and toss it in the trash can.

My hands land on her knees. I push her legs apart, and they spread willingly.

I run a finger through her short patch of hair and into the lips of her pussy, and she whimpers.

“You’re wet for me again.” I take my finger into my mouth and suck her from it.

Her lips part on a gasp, and I like that I can shock her.

Fuck, she tastes good.