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I bit my lip. “Can I put it on you?”
“Oh, yes.”
He undid his fly, lifting up his hips to slide his jeans and boxer briefs down to his knees. His cock jutted out, a bead of pre-cum on the tip. I’d never thought of penises being beautiful before but he was; powerful, hard, sculptured.
And big.
He sat back, letting me have my fill, so comfortable and confident being partially naked before me. I openly stared, wanting to memorise him.
“I like you looking at me like that,” he rumbled, gripping his cock with one hand and slowly stroking himself.
Oh my.A hot pulse shot through me. I was close to coming already, just from watching him touch himself. But he was big. I shivered at how we would fit.
“And I’ll fit, don’t worry.”
I tore my gaze away from his cock, my jaw slack.He could read minds, too?
“It will be great for you, I promise.” He held out a hand. “Come here.”
I straddled his lap again, the hairs on his thighs tickling mine.
“I trust you.”
His breath hitched. “I’ve got you.” And then he kissed me slow and sweet.
I broke the kiss, desperate for him. For this. I looked down at his cock.
“Can I touch you?” I asked. “Then the condom?”
He nodded quickly, inhaling sharply.
I ran my fingers up and down his length and then gripped him. He was velvet and steel in my hand. I gave him a slow, firm stroke, mimicking his previous actions.
He hissed, throwing his head back against the leather seat. “Do it again, harder.”
My pulse quickened as I did what he’d asked. He bucked his hips. “Yes, like that.”
His abs flexed with every stroke of my hand. A muscle on his neck popped every time I tightened my hold. I was intoxicated on the smell of him too; musky and something woodsy mixed in with leather.
My thumb teased his tip, spreading the pre-cum over him with each stroke.
“Oh god, yes,” he grunted, thrusting into my fist.
His hand sought out my clit, his fingers stroking my seam.
“Fuck, you’re soaked …”
“I’m ready,” I moaned, sinking down on his finger to his knuckle. “I’m so ready.”
“The condom. Now.”
Yes!I took the foil packet from him and fumbled getting it open. It had been such a long time since I’d done this. I tore it open and stalled. As if reading my mind again, he guided my hands to place the condom over his tip.
Slowly and surely, I rolled the condom down his shaft to the hilt. He wrapped his hand around his length and with the other hand, pulled me closer to him.
He teased my entrance, swirling the tip of his cock to coat himself in my slickness. He nudged against my clit and I cried out, seeing stars, and bore down on him. An inch of his length slipped inside.
I gasped. I was so tight. It was too much.
