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When she breaks the kiss, it’s the perfect opportunity for me to start licking and sucking on those gorgeous nipples of hers. Every time my tongue flicks across the sensitive flesh, I feel the walls of her pussy tighten around me.
With as worked up as she’s gotten me, I know this isn’t going to last long. Who can blame me? The girl of my dreams is riding my cock. I’m not sure life gets any better than this.
Resting my hands on her shoulders, I gently push her into an upright position.
“Ride me, Sunshine,” I urge. “Do whatever you need to make yourself come.”
She sets her hands on my chest, giving her the perfect leverage to start moving. And damn, the woman wasn’t lying when she said she could ride a dick. Holy hell, she does like it as if her life depends on it. The rhythm she’s moving at is mesmerizing, and I can’t look away. That could also be because of how great her big tits look, bouncing around with every move she makes.
Even with the cast, Jenna was still a firecracker in bed, but now, she’s on a whole other level. She’s completely in her element. She treats sex almost like a dance, finding her groove and tempo as she goes. And just like a dance, she’s got all the right moves.
Her moans grow louder, and I know she’s close to coming. Her pussy is squeezing me like a damn boa constrictor.
She moves one of her hands to start rubbing her clit. My eyes watch her movements and make a mental note of how she likes it. My fingers reach up and begin to roll her nipples between them, and that’s all it takes to make her come. Her movements slow down, but I grab her hips and keep pounding into her hard and fast while she rides wave after wave of pleasure.
Feeling her pulsing around my dick sends me right over the edge with her. I empty myself into her as we both begin to still.
Jenna collapses in a heap on top of me as both of our chests heave.
“Wow,” I say between breaths. “You weren’t kidding about your dick-riding skills.”
She giggles and looks up at me. “I told you.”
Giving her a light kiss on her soft lips, I say, “You’re amazing. Do you know that?”
“You’re delusional,” she laughs.
Leaning up off me, she walks to the restroom and disappears. Watching her walk, I see she’s still favoring one leg a little more than usual.
When she returns and climbs back on the bed, I ask, “How are you feeling? How’s your leg?”
“I’m okay. I sometimes get pain through my surgery scar, and it’s still a little tender, but I’ll deal with it.”
Taking her leg in my lap, I look it over. The scar still looks a little gross, but I imagine it’ll look better after a few months.
When I don’t immediately say anything, she adds, “I just can’t wait to get back to normal. I miss working out and running. I miss…”
Her words trail off, so I finish her thought for her. “Volleyball. You miss volleyball.”
She gives me a weak smile. “Well, yeah. Kind of. I miss the adrenaline I’d get from playing. I’m sorry.”
“For?”
“For talking about volleyball. For missing it.” Her eyes drop to her lap.
I grab her chin between my thumb and finger and tilt her head to look at me. “You don’t need to be sorry. Volleyball was a huge part of your life. I can’t expect you to just get over that.”
She kisses me and says, “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but remind me to keep doing it.”
Chapter Thirty-six
Jenna
It’s only been a couple of days since I got my cast off, but in that time, I’ve managed to deep clean and organize this entire house.
Typically, I don’t consider myself an overly-neat person. I usually just don’t take the time to do it well.
But boredom is a great motivator. And now that it’s easier to move around, I didn’t have any more excuses.
