Page 48 of Pleasure Island
My cock pulsed at the hungry look in her eyes, and I went lax against the shower wall, waiting for her.
She made the simple act of putting a rubber on feel like a lesson in erotic art, stroking her way down my shaft, then back up, sweeping her thumb around the top.
By the time the condom was finally in place, I was shaking.
She turned us, bracing her back against the wall. “Come here, Liam,” she whispered.
I couldn’t have resisted if I tried.
I went to her and cupped her hips.
“Boost me up…like we were earlier,” she instructed.
I lifted her, steadying her weight between me and the wall. She caught me around the hips and tugged me in closer. “Hold onto me,” she said, watching my face. “I’m going to…” Her voice hitched, and I looked down just as she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock.
“Come inside me,” she said, her voice urgent. I hesitated. “Stop thinking, Liam.”
She arched and wiggled, and I leaned in closer, drawn in by instinct. She was hot. I couldn’t feel her as much with the rubber in place, but she was hot and slick, and when I slowly pushed inside her, she clamped down on me tight.
“Liam,” she whispered, her lashes drifting down.
She used her legs to guide me, setting the pace with her hips, and I let her lead the way.
“Touch my clit, Liam,” she demanded, grabbing my hand and guiding it between us.
It took some awkward shifting, but the effort was worth it when I stroked that hard bud. She jolted against me and arched her spine.
“More…”
And she began to pump against me, almost frantic as she urged me on. Her words became whimpers.
I kissed her, dazed when she shoved her hands into my hair and pulled me in closer, tighter.
The orgasm breathed down my spine, and I fought to hold it back.
I might not be a pro at this, but she hadn’t come yet.
My cock jerked, throbbing inside her as I rocked against her. I circled her clit with my fingers faster. Circles, she’d said. Soon, though, I wasn’t making anything resembling a circle. My fingers just slipped and slid all over her wet, swollen flesh, and she seemed to love it.
“That’s…right there,” she ordered. “Don’t stop.”
I had no idea what I wasn’t supposed to stop, so I kept doing everything.
She tensed in my arms, her entire body tightening as I thrust up inside her.
My dick was all but screaming at me, demanding release.
Then she bucked, a long, low noise escaping her as she started to come.
A split second later, I was doing the same thing. Grasping both of her hips in my hands, I surged against her, harder, faster.
She clung to me, kissing me, broken words falling from her lips.
I had no idea what she was saying.
But it didn’t matter.
She squeezed me tight, and her pussy gripped my dick as she climaxed.
That mattered.
And when it ended, she slid a hand up my back, then hooked her arm around my neck. “You get anAfor lesson one, Liam.”
To my surprise, I laughed.
