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I line my dick up with her hot wet opening and thrust right in, taking hold of her hips so I can move into her.
“Oh God…” she moans when I speed up and start fucking her.
I love, love,lovewatching those tits bounce with every pound. The sight fuels me to continue and give it to her.
The sight and the pleasure look on my girl’s face makes me want to bottle pleasure and everything good in this world I can get my hands on and give it to her.
That is the effect of her, but then it was always like that with her.
She just needs to know and believe it.
The coil in my balls tells me I won’t last. I’ve reached the end of my tether. The end of pleasure. The end of the night I had with the woman I’ve wanted for so long.
Friend…
I almost think we never were. I almost think it was just a phase when we thought that’s what we could be, because the way we‘ve been tonight feels like a fucking long time coming.
The other night was nothing in comparison to this. Not a damn thing.
The tension hits me hard and I lose control, rutting into her until I blow my load. Hot cum explodes from me and her tight little pussy wraps around my dick like a glove and squeezes. We both cry out from the wild sensation.
My heart beat speeds up so much I almost think it’s going to jump right out of my damn chest. Exhaustion takes me whole and when I lower to the bed to hold her, my whole body feels like a dead weight.
She twists into me and slips her arms around me. I cup her face and kiss her. It’s amazing we can be wild and physical but her lips always get me. A simple kiss from my erotic little fairy. A simple kiss from my babygirl to calm the savage beast inside me.
A simple kiss that actually scares the shit out of me because it tells me how badly I want her. This is more than just a fucking game. It’s more than that and what’s worse is it’s out of my control.
I can hold whatever shit I have over her so she’ll be mine. I can do all that shit to her all I want, but if she doesn’t choose me it won’t be real.
That’s what scares the fuck out of me because I know,I knowI want her more than I did when I just wanted to change things up.
She kisses me back, running delicate fingers over my beard. We kiss until she stills and I know she’s sleeping, falling asleep with me on her lips.
I fall asleep too holding her.
It feels like I just closed my eyes for a second though and when I open them
again bright sunlight beams through the window.
I’m alone in the bed again and anger threatens to take me like the other day until the slight clatter of crockery pushes through the silence that’s settled around me.
I sit up and look toward the door. I always feel disoriented when I’m in the suite because I’m rarely here. I used to be here all the time in years gone by with one woman after another, or two.
Right now I just want to see the woman I want.
I slide off the bed and shrug into my boxers. My shirt is gone. I left my clothes on the floor here last night by the nightstand.
Moving out of the room I see her.
Mimi’s in the kitchen making coffee, she’s wearing my shirt, only my shirt, which shows off her beautiful golden legs.
Her golden hair against the jet black of my shirt is striking. Her here against everything in my life is striking.
She stops what she’s doing when she sees me and studies me. Her eyes are filled with what I saw last night. Desire and fear.
While I don’t want her to be afraid of me there’s something about it that makes me selfish and makes me want to use it for my benefit. For control.
I should feel like a bastard for just thinking that, except selfishness and my need for her gets the better of me.
