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“Do you have a condom on you? If you have to run upstairs for one that’s going to kill the mood.”
“I do have one,” he said.
He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet, found the condom and opened it up at the same time she was undoing his pants.
His cock was freed quickly, he covered himself and then spun her around. He could pick her up and put her on the island, but this was better in his eyes.
“What are you doing?”
“Fucking you this way,” he said.
He saw the little shiver going through her body. He wasn’t one to talk like that. More so to someone when he wasn’t sure how they’d feel about it.
She didn’t seem to care though when she spread her thighs a bit, wiggled her ass and made sure her dress was still up around her hips.
Her hands were on the island to steady herself and she turned to look over her shoulder at him.
“Well,” she said. “What are you waiting for?”
He grabbed her hips and pushed his way into her wet heat. They both let out a groan at the same time and he held himself there just savoring the feelings.
But she started to move her hips forward and back, forcing a movement out of him.
She wasn’t going to wait and let him build her up and he realized it didn’t matter.
It’s not like they couldn’t do it again later on even if he wanted to take it slow with her at times.
She never let him though.
It’s like she didn’t know how to be gentle or didn’t want him to be.
He started to thrust in and out of her. “Like this?” he asked.
“Just like that,” she said. “Exactly like it.”
She was panting out with each movement he made inside of her. He was sure he was doing the same.
It was way too hot outside even with the air conditioning on to be doing this fully dressed.
He must have been moving too fast or harshly because her feet slipped some on the tiles with her shoes on.
“Kick them off,” he said.
He stopped moving as she removed them, dropping her down a few inches, but he didn’t care.
He saw her hand move off the island and down in front of her. He suspected she was going to touch herself and he was thrilled.
He wanted her to be able to do that to get herself there. He never wanted her to feel self-conscious or worried that she’d offend him.
“Oh God,” she said.
“Keep touching yourself,” he said to her.
“What?” she asked, her hand dropping away. It seemed to him now she did it without thought.
He grabbed her hand off the island, brought it to his mouth and licked the fingers that she’d had covered with her dew. “I said keep touching yourself. Do what you need to get yourself there. Please,” he said. “I’m not that far behind and not sure I can hold on much longer.”
She didn’t hesitate after he’d said that, her hand moving fast, her nails grazing his balls a few times, whether she meant to do that or not.
