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“Occupied,” I called out roughly as I dropped the hand not holding her arms to her clit.
Fuck, I loved how wet she got for me. My finger was immediately covered in her juices as I slid my thumb around her clit, rubbing up and down her slit to where my cock was buried inside her. She shuddered underneath my touch.
Fuck, watching her writhe there beneath me made my balls tighten. I massaged her clit while I continued to fuck her. The knocking didn’t come again. There were two bathrooms after all, and I wasn’t going to be hurried when fucking this gorgeous creature. Never.
In fact, though I loved this angle, I wanted her to watch what I was doing. I wanted her to look in her own face as I fucked her. I wanted to see her face as she watched herself.
But first I’d get her off here. I knew my baby always had more than one in her.
So I pulled out and leaned over, putting my mouth on her dripping cunt.
I’d finally let go of her wrists, a good thing because she slapped a hand over her mouth to quiet the breathy squeals that started up the second I began tonguing her clit.
Fuck, there was nothing sweeter than burying myself chin deep in the right woman. I loved Ruth’s pussy. Hers was by far my favorite. With her legs opened wide to me like this, she was like a fully blossomed flower, the lips of her vulva full and flushed with life. When I massaged them with my fingers up and down to her hole and then notched my chin fully inside her slit and latched my mouth onto that little bud of hers—
She just absolutely lost her shit, and it was the most beautiful fucking thing I’d ever witnessed.
Her legs shook. Her torso shuddered. Her little squeals escaped no matter the hand secured over her mouth.
I gave her so much pleasure in that moment, I could feel her world rocking. When her orgasm finally subsided and I stood up, wiping my mouth on my sleeve, she looked at me with pupils blown, slack against the counter, and I took pity on her.
“Should I carry you back to your chair, beautiful?”
But her eyes zeroed in on my hard cock and she shook her head. She only gave me one word: “More.”
I grinned at her as I reached for her waist and lifted her off the counter. She was a curvy, lush woman, but still weighed nothing to a guy who tossed around giant hay bales for a living. I lifted her and spun her around so that she was facing the mirror. Together we looked at her flushed cheeks and smeared eye makeup. Her eyes always watered when she had one of those huge, body-rocking orgasms. I grinned at her over her head.
“Brace your arms on the counter, baby,” I whispered in her ear as I flipped her skirt back up and rubbed a hand over her soft, sweet little bare ass. I kept going, sliding my hand down between her legs until she let out a needy little whine and bent over, widening her stance so I had better access.
“That’s my girl,” I cooed in her ear. “Now watch yourself in the mirror as I fuck you. I want to see you watch yourself as I make you come.”
Her eyes did the fluttery roll thing as I nudged at her entrance with my cock. I helped feed myself into her slick cunt with my hand and then I pushed in.
She let out a breathy little moan. Goddamn. Every time. Would it ever get old, hearing that noise? I couldn’t imagine it ever could.
This was Ruth. Ruth, who’d driven me crazy, never letting a single point go without arguing the hell out of it. But seeing her submit so sweetly, and clench on my cock as I pushed into her... Fuck, but I felt like a king. I bottomed out inside her, and then a wild impulse hit and I put one hand around her neck.
Her eyes in the mirror lifted briefly to meet mine before dropping back to look at her own face. Or rather, to look at my hand on her neck. At which point she nuzzled her ass out and wiggled it, signaling she was into everything I had for her.
A fresh rush of blood hit my cock as I lightly squeezed her dainty little throat and felt her swallow.
What the fuck was this woman doing to me?
I didn’t know, but I also didn’t take my eyes off her as I fucked her slow and kept a careful pressure on her neck.
She gave me such trust, so completely, so effortlessly.
And I didn’t take it easy on her.
With the hand not at her throat I reached between the counter to massage her clit. She was more swollen than I’d ever felt her.
