She strides forward, more confidence than a lioness, and pulls off my board shorts. I step out and then lift my shirt over my head. “I feel like you want sex so badly you’re making bad decisions.”
“Can you pull out?” She deadpans, meeting my eyes. Her blue gaze is icy—determined.
I nod.
“Good. One of my dreams was for you to fuck me doggy-style against a window.” Kendall glances over one shoulder at the large bay window that overlooks the Bay. “That one will do,” she says, when she turns back to me. “I’m on birth control. For my periods. You know the condoms were just a secondary precaution.” Her gaze darts to the side as she recalls why she likes to have secondary precautions to begin with. I distract her with a kiss.
Taking her face in my hands, I tilt her head to get a better angle, I slip my tongue into her mouth. I can tell the second her mind switches over from what she was just thinking about to me. Her kiss turns to fire, her hands grabbing at me like a desperate plea. I take her into my arms and back her to the goddamn window in question. I could ask for more details, but she’s asking me to fuck her bare and my dick is responding accordingly, like it’s Christmas morning and he’s about to unwrap the big gift from Santa.
I kiss her forcefully, once more before I spin her body and press her against the glass. No one is outside at the moment. I made that determination when I walked her over here. Her hands leave condensation against the cool glass. I let my hands run down her body, across the small of her back, over her round ass, and between her legs.
“Ahh, you’re already so wet for me. You’ve been this wet for me all day, haven’t you?” She doesn’t have to answer, I know the answer. My cock jumps and hits her at her core. Kendall jumps a bit, anticipating me entering. Not yet. I swallow down the anticipation of feeling her without a barrier.
Kendall turns her face so I can see her profile as my hands stray from her pussy to her hips. There’s no foreplay needed, she’s so primed and ready. Her breaths are already heavy and her cheeks are pink. Kendall is hot for me. I want to tease her and myself, so I spread her butt cheeks apart. She moves back, seeking my dick out, ready to take me deep inside. I move back to keep my own temptation at bay as I look at her wet cunt opening and closing.
A bead of precum forms on the tip of my shaft. Using my thumb, I push my dick down to line it up with her wet pussy. I don’t thrust in, I drag the bead across her clit, and open her cheeks wider. It would be the easiest thing in the world to fill her right now. My abs are tight, every muscle in my body controlled. I rub her clit with my dick over and over as she clenches, requesting more than a rub. Her mouth is moving and her fingertips clench into the glass.
“Is this how you imagined it?” I ask.
“Yes,” she says, lips barely moving. “Inside me,” she adds. “Now.”
That’s all the affirmation I need to take what I want. I keep her spread wide as I grab my dick and tease the head into her wet core. The sight is erotic in the most feral way. Watching myself disappear inside her body is the highlight of my goddamn life. Pushing my hips forward, I go a little deeper, watching her hungry cunt take me deeper, wanting more. More. More. Mine. I slide my dick home, release her ass, and grab her hips so I can fuck her properly. After I find our rhythm, her eyes roll back in her head and she comes. I feel the waves on my dick and the weakness in her legs. She always shakes the smallest bit as the orgasm hits her. I’m so attuned to her body I know exactly how to work it. I knew she’d come quickly.
I’m only thinking about her orgasm right now, because being inside her bare is a larger-than-life experience. One that forces the come faster than usual. I’m trying to distract my mind from her warm walls gripping my cock like a vice. Her lips part when she catches her breath and she leans her cheek against the glass of the window. I reach around and roll her nipple in my fingers, and close my eyes to embrace all the sensations at once. My balls tighten and my stomach clenches. Not yet. Not yet.
Kendall can sense my impending orgasm and stands up straight, which draws my cock from her body. “Not yet,” she says, signing. “Kiss me. Fuck me while kissing me.”
“Deviating from the dream, “I say, stroking my wet cock between our bodies.
She nods. “I have a better dream. Come inside me.”
“What?” I ask, confused. “What did you say?”
“Come. In. Me.”
My heart is pounding out of my chest, but I’m too far gone to have a conversation about repercussions with her right now. Especially now that she’s climbing me like a pole and sinking her sweet cunt onto my rod. I hold her under her ass and move her over to the wall. I don’t want to be responsible for fucking her through a goddamn second-story window. Wouldn’t that make a great small-town headline?
I pin her weight against the wall, and fuck her senseless. I kiss her for a little while, but when Kendall is about to come for the second time, I know I won’t be able to hold out, so I move my face into her sweaty neck. I kiss her roughly. “Are you sure?” I ask once more.
As her reply, she grabs me around my neck and pushes her pussy against my dick in a thrust of her own. Deep and hard. She comes apart, and I let the fuck go and come deep inside her. I have to use my bodyweight to pin her because my muscles are weak with the rush coursing my body. I filled her in all ways. We stay there, catching our breath. Kendall is stroking my hair, my back and my neck. When our gazes finally meet, she is so fucking satisfied I can’t hide my smirk. “As good for you as it was for me?”
“Better. You don’t know what you just started,” she says, speaking slowly. “I want all of your come. Inside me. I loved coming with you. It was so intense.”
It was. I pull out of her slowly, the cool air hitting my dick as it leaves her hot motherfucking body. When she’s standing there, my cum leaking down her legs, I take a mental snapshot for later. I clear my throat because I’m so choked up right now. I can’t even use words, and for the first time, I think that’s okay because we have our language.
I don’t speak it, I only sign, “I love you.”
Tears fall down her face, as her smile lights my whole world.
