“I want you to come all over me, Joe,” I said. “Okay? I want to feel your cock throb and pulse and… spit… all over my body. Right fucking now.”
Joe growled. “That was good. But…”
I tried to squeeze his cock a little bit tighter.
And I screamed at him.
“Come all over me!”
Joe slapped his fingers between my legs.
My body jumped and the rush of pleasure hit me harder than I expected.
My hand moved along his cock.
Faster.
I felt him getting thicker.
Making it harder to grip him.
Oh… fuck… he’s going to…
Joe’s mouth touched mine.
Lips. Tongue.
Not really a kiss either.
Just touching.
My hips bounced up off the bed.
His fingers moved relentless against my clit.
The exact way I liked it.
I felt that jolting pulse and I whimpered into his mouth.
“Joe…”
“I know, baby,” he whispered. “I can feel it. You’re coming again, aren’t you?”
I replied with a groan.
My hand froze for a moment on his cock.
Joe’s left hand was right there though.
Wrapping around my hand, stroking himself with my hand.
The moment exploded with more heat than I was prepared for.
My feet pressed against the bed.
I lifted my body, giving him myself.
Together, our hands pumped at his cock until he began to finish too.