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Robsteps up to me again, pushing my body back up against the door. I reach up to kiss him fiercely. He groans into the kiss and slides a hand down my body, between my legs. If he's checking to see if I'm ready for him, if I'm wet, there should be no doubt.
I spread my legs apart, and he brings himself forward, bending his knees some because of our height difference. He grabs my right leg, bends it, and lifts it up around his waist as he pulls me close.
He’s pushing inside me already, but he stops and looks down at me with a smirk. “You ready for this?”
I wrap my hands around his neck and nod.
Rob kisses me hard as he slides all the way in, and I gasp against his lips. He pulls almost all the way back out again and then reenters me slowly, his hands grabbing one of my wrists. As he eases himself inside me deeper, he nods, and I give him my other wrist to hold above my head. We bang against the door with every thrust, but I don't care.
I'm lost in this moment.
Lost in him.
"Take me," I murmur.
And he does.
The feel of him inside me is something else entirely, and I can't hold back a gasp of pleasure. Rob shifts his hips so he's even deeper in me and starts thrusting, slowly at first then faster and harder until we're both bucking against each other, desperate for release.
I almost wish I could feel his cock without the condom, but I'm not stupid.
He moves with perfect precision, not too slow but not too fast either. My breathing becomes labored as the pleasure builds, but I just don't know if I'll reach that finish line.
His thrusts are deep and slow, each one sending tiny shocks through my core. His hand slides up my thigh to squeeze my ass as he moves faster, and we're both grunting and gasping and moaning, and I love how this feels. I love it so damn much.
He grunts, and I can tell that he’s orgasmed, but I didn’t. Not that I thought I would. I just can’t from cock in pussy. That’s all there is to it.
Rob steps back, and I involuntarily groan as his cock exits me.
He crooks a finger beneath my chin and tilts my head up so I’m forced to look up at him.
“Did you think we’re done, gorgeous?” he whispers. “Because we’re just getting started.”
CHAPTER17
Rob takes me by the hand and leads me over to the bed. He sits on the edge of it, but I continue standing.
"I... I've never come from... during sex before," I admit. "It's not you. It's me."
"You have come before, though, right?" he asks, his hands on my hips. He traces lazy circles with his thumbs on my skin that's burning hot.
I nod.
"Can you show me?" he asks.
I lift my eyebrows and blink a few times.
"Show me what you do to make yourself come," he whispers, patting the bed beside him.
His bed is unmade, and that somehow makes it more comfortable as I lie down, my head on his pillow. Like I always do, I close my eyes, and I start to touch myself, trying desperately to ignore that I have an audience, but I can hear him breathing, and I also hear a slick, slapping sound that might be his taking off the condom.
Fuck it. I usually picture some hot-as-sin Hollywood actor when I'm masturbating. Why should I think about the guy right there?
So I think about the way his hands just roamed my body and how it feels when he's inside me, pushing himself deeper and harder. I picture his lips on mine, his tongue exploring and tasting as we kiss. I let out a moan at the thought, and Rob watches me in awe as I start to move my hips in rhythm with my thoughts.
My breathing grows heavier as my arousal builds up until it can't be contained anymore. My moans reach a fever pitch, and I arch my back to get even closer to that perfect moment where everything explodes into pleasure and release. Rob watches me with an expression of admiration mixed with lust mixed with pride, like he's proud of me for being able to do this.
When I'm done, I open my eyes and see that Rob has already taken off the condom in anticipation of what was coming next. There's another opened condom on top, but he doesn't have it on.
