Page 88 of Double Puck

She starts finger-fucking herself, just for me, and I swear to God I've never seen anything this hot. Her fingers disappear into her slick folds, reappear glistening, disappear again.

The wet sounds fill the room. Her moans fill the air. I'm so hard I could break something.

"Fuck, Darce." My hand moves faster on my cock. "That's it. Show me how you touch yourself."

She moans, her hips lifting into her own hand. Her fingers slide lower, dipping inside, and the sound she makes is the hottest thing I've ever heard.

We masturbate together like it's the most natural thing in the world. Her on her back, legs spread, fingers working her pussy. Me on my side, stroking myself, watching every expression cross her face.

"Beck, I'm close—"

"Yes, oh, baby. You look so good."

"Oh. Yes, I'm gonna—"

Fuck. So am I.

I force my hand to stop. My cock throbs, aching, desperate.

"Not yet." I shift toward her, nudging her hand aside before it's too late. "I want to be inside you when you come."

I position myself between her legs, and the head of my cock presses against her entrance. She's drenched. Soaking wet, her pussy gripping at nothing, waiting for me.

"Look at me, Darce." Her eyes find mine, heavy with lust. "I'm going to fuck you now."

She shifts as I position myself and press forward, and the head of my cock pushing past her entrance.

Holy shit.

She's so fucking tight.

I stop, just the tip inside her, and look down at where we're connected. So wet. So ready. Her pussy lips grip me like they've been waiting for this. Like they know exactly who they belong to now.

"Darcy." My voice is rough. "I need to hear you say it. Are you okay with this? No protection?"

She reaches up and cups my face, her dark eyes holding mine with a certainty that makes my chest ache.

"Yes. I want to feel you, Beck."

Fuck.

I thrust forward in one smooth, deep motion, burying myself completely inside her. Her back arches off the mattress, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as I fill her to the hilt.

I look down and see where we're joined, and the sight nearly undoes me.

Her pussy swallows my entire cock. Every inch of me disappears into her slick heat, her lips stretched around my shaft like she was made for this. Like she was made for me.

"Jesus Christ, Darce." I pull back and thrust all the way in again. "Look at that. Look at how well you take me."

"Yes." She whimpers, her hips shifting, trying to adjust to my size. "More."

I stay still, letting her body get used to me, but I can't keep my hands off her. I slide one hand between her legs, my thumb finding her clit, swollen and slick. I press down, circling slowly, and she moans beneath me.

"That's it, baby. Let me make you feel good."

But then her hand catches my wrist and my eyes snap up to hers.

I pause, confused, as she pulls my hand up her body. Up over her stomach, over her ribs, past her breasts. She guides my fingers to her throat, wrapping them around her neck, and looks me straight in the eye.