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I admire them both—the softness and the strength.
“Lemme fuck with you for a while,” I say, and I brace my hands on either side of her body and climb over her, kissing every inch of skin I can get my lips on. I nip at her thigh greedily. I tongue her hip and scrape my scruff across her breasts. My dick meets the back of her leg. “Is it okay like this? On your side?”
“Uh-huh,” she says, reaching up to curl her hand around my neck.
I take the back of her knee in my hand and gently guide it to her chest, opening her to me. In the low light, I catch a glimpse of her pussy, all pinks and reds. The pressure in my dick becomes acute.
Rolling onto my side behind her, I grip myself in my other hand. “Can you hold your leg up a little more?”
“Uh-huh,” she repeats and does as I ask her.
I guide my head to her clit and circle it once, twice, three times as I bite her shoulder. Even through the latex, her heat is scalding.
“Nathaniel,” she says, reaching back to grab my thigh, “you really know how to fuck with me.”
“I remember too.” I guide myself in a slow, steady line down her slit, stopping to notch myself at her entrance. “Talk to me, baby. Tell me how this feels.”
“So good,” she says, voice thin. “Really, really good.”
Taking her breast in my other hand, I rock my hips forward and sink inside her patiently, like I’m not about to blow my load at any second. It takes every ounce of strength I have. But I grit my teeth and close my eyes, praying like hell I can make this last.
Because really, who knows what happens next? There’s a good possibility tonight is all we have.
I pluck her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, running my tongue up the elegant length of her neck. She moans, this throaty, desperate sound, and that’s it. I jerk my hips and bury myself to the hilt. Her breath catches, and I go still. I know it feels full for her at this angle.
But then she moves, a tiny cant of her hips. She’s searching for friction.
She wants more.
I glide my hand from her breast down the soft slope of her belly, my fingers finding her pussy with ease. She’s engorged, labia splayed wide around my cock. The position is lewdly perfect, and when I run the pads of my first two fingers over her clit, she shouts, “Yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes.”
Chuckling, I nibble at her ear and put my fingers where she wants them as I begin to thrust. She meets me stroke for stroke, breath coming in hot pants. Her pussy flutters, and her top leg falls—she’s losing control—so I climb up on my knees. I slip out of her and this time she shouts “No, no, don’t you dare!”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I reply, and hike her leg over my shoulder. She’s still on her side, her other leg straightened so she’s splayed wide. I put myself at her entrance again and sink into heaven. This angle gives me more room to move, so I thrust harder, using the strength in my legs to thoroughly fuck her. Her tits bounce and she laughs, biting her lip.
“Even better,” she says, grabbing my hand and guiding my fingers back to her clit. I gently pluck it between my fingers, the same way I played with her nipple, and her pussy flutters again.
She’s close. It’s too soon and not soon enough. The fact that I can make this girl come so quickly and so hard has me on the edge of coming myself.
I hold her leg to my chest and fuck her like she wants to be fucked—hard, with intention. My chest is tight as I watch her lose herself. The arch of her throat, those heavy-lidded eyes, full tits that bounce with every thrust.
This would be a tough position to attempt with anyone else. It should be tough with Milly, considering we haven’t had sex in years. But we move together in wave after wave, our bodies rising and falling in tandem.
Neither of us says a damn word.
Her leg is shaking again, and her pussy clamps down on my dick. She thumbs her nipple and that’s all it takes to send her over the edge.
She cries out. Her hand slams into my chest, clawing at the skin there. I sputter at the feel of her vise-like grip on my dick, the pressure unbearable. I keep my fingers pressed to her pussy and continue to roll my hips. My rhythm, however, begins to break down as sensation coils tighter and tighter in my core. Liquid heat rises up my dick in a white-hot flash.
Not yet. Please, not yet.
