“Yes.”
“I want to be inside you, too,” I say, positioning the tip of my cock against her slit.
“Okay.”
In this position I can slide in easily, deeply, and she squeaks. I tense and withdraw.
“No, don’t. It feels good.”
“Am I hurting you?”
“A little, but it’s good.”
“Okay, but it’s important that you tell me if I go too far.”
“I will.”
In one smooth stroke, I glide all the way in, burying my cock to the hilt. I pull my finger out of her ass, then push it back in, filling her up. She moans.
“Do you like that, Zarah?” I ask to be sure.
“More.”
With my other hand, I find her engorged clit. I’ve never felt her so big, and it turns me on I make her feel this way. Slowly,gently, my finger fucks her ass and I rub her clit at the same time.
“Gage,” she cries, pushing backward against my hand, needing more.
“I know, baby. I’ve got you. Let go.”
Furiously, I rub her clit, and I bury my finger deep into her ass. She comes, her muscles clutching at my cock, and her cum gushes around my dick. I barely have the control to let her ride out her orgasm before I pull my finger out of her ass, grip her hips, and ram into her as hard as I can, my sac slapping against her skin.
It feels like it’s been forever since Zarah and I made love, and I come harder than I think I ever have in my life. I roar, my fingers clawing into her damp skin. My muscles strain, my legs shake as my knees dig into the mattress, and my cock pumps cum into the rubber that protects her. Thank God she had condoms on hand.
My heart needs several long minutes to stop pounding. “Jesus.” Sweat trickles down my neck and back.
Zarah peeks at me, her beautiful ass still high in the air, my fingers still sinking into her soft, coppery skin. “Was it good for you?”