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But I want to feel him snap. Feel him lose his control a little bit.
Withdrawing my fingers, I lean in so he feels the press of the silicone strap-on against his leg. He jolts. “Fuck.”
“You did so well. Did you like that?”
“Far, far too much.” I can see by how thick and veiny his cock is he’s not lying.
“Then next time you get my cock.”
A little shudder runs through him and I smile.
“Not yet, though.”
“No?”
“No. Now I want you to fuck me. My pussy is so wet for you right now. But you have to wait until I tell you it’s time.”
He lets out a long, low groan as I remove the strap-on and set it aside, turning and lowering so my pussy is hovering right above the tip of his cock.
He pulses and his cock bobs, dribbling a drop of moisture that slides along the crown as I watch from above. “Wait for it.”
“Fuck.” He breathes the curse as I let my wetness graze the tip of him, mingling us together.
He feels so good, though, I honestly don’t know how much patience I have to wait either. This is like torture for both of us since my pussy feels swollen and empty, needy and so stimulated all at the same time.
I rock my hips and tease him for a few more moments. Under my hands, his thighs tremble; my legs feel weak, too.
“Please, Mel. I’ve been so good. Let me feel that juicy wet pussy around my cock. Look how hard I am for you.”
“You are, aren’t you?”
He hisses a yes.
“And I know just what to do with you.”
His laughter has more than a little worry in it as he holds perfectly still under me.
I finally give him the permission we both crave. “I think you should put that cock where it belongs and fuck me like you mean it.”
With a shout, he pulls me down onto him and lifts his hips, entering me in a single thrust.
The burn of the stretch snatches my breath for a second, then the pulse of pleasure that follows makes my eyes flutter closed.
Jarra holds me against him for a moment longer. I can feel his cock surge inside me. Then without needing to speak, we both begin moving at the same time. I rock my hips as he grasps me with large hands, helping to support my weight. At first, he lets me set the pace, then as we find a rhythm, he lifts his hips, fucking up into me as I grind against him.
“Woman, your ass is a thing of beauty.”
I reach back to hold his hand and direct him to squeeze my ass. “It is, isn’t it? And you know what? It’s all yours to enjoy.”
Never in a million years before I met Jarra would I have spoken to anyone like I speak to him. But it’s easy to be sassy and confident when the reaction I get is his groans and the huff of breath he lets out as he fucks me faster.
I might love the feeling of riding him, but I do get tired after a while, no matter how good it feels. Lifting off his cock, I lean forward and brace on the bed, giving my ass a shake. “Your turn to do the hard work.”
Jarra sits and is behind me in a second, hands gripping my hips as I arch my back. His thick cock slides back inside me and I gasp at the intensity of the new position. With a few slow thrusts, he works into me until I take him fully. Then he sets the pace he knows I like, balls slapping against my body. His hips snap forward over and over.
I moan as my body tightens and pleasure rises. Jarra reaches around and slips his finger over my clit, and it’s like a lukewarm shower when someone finally turns up the heat.
Everything is suddenly ten times better, though he’s doing exactly the same thing he was doing a moment before.
