I reach my hand into her hair and brush it off to the side so the smooth, delicate skin of her neck is exposed. She gasps in anticipation and I fucking guarantee if I slipped a finger into her pussy right now, she’d be wet.
I’ve learned a lot over the past few weeks and one of my favorite lessons is that Claire loves having her neck kissed. She likes it when I tease her first, too. Bringing my mouth close to her ear, I blow a gentle breath and watch her shiver. It’s so damn hot, I do it again before pressing my lips to the sensitive skin between the column of her neck and the curve of her shoulder. My kisses are slow and wet and languid. I’m trying to be gentle so I don’t leave a mark, but damn. There is something undeniably hot about the idea of marking her skin. My cock is getting hard just thinking about it.
Claire rocks her body against mine and it feels so damn good. “Getting impatient?” I ask as my lips hover over the tops of her breasts. “Do you have somewhere to be?” I tease. “Because I can hurry this up or?—”
“I do, actually,” she tells me, arching her back. God, I can tell she wants me to put my mouth on her, and fuck, I want the same thing.
But I also want to make her wait for it.
Claire disagrees. She trails her hand up the length of my cock before cupping my balls.
Fuck, that feels good.
“Where is it that you have to be this morning?”
“On your cock,” she tells me, as I close my mouth over the hardened peak of her nipple.
My fingers drift between her legs while I kiss each breast, trying like hell to take my time, but it’s a losing battle. I’m fucking needy for her.
Claire’s hands clasp my shoulders and push gently until I’m lying flat on my back on the bed. She’s up on her knees in an instant, and she straddles me the next. I fucking love it when she’s on top. Or when I am. Or when my face is between her legs or when she’s on her knees for me.
Sex with Claire is incredible every single time.
Her pussy hovers over my dick and I swear to god I’m growing harder and thicker. My cock is dying to be inside her, and I can’t even be mad about it.
I reach for a condom and sheath myself before gripping her hips and dragging her wet heat across my dick. I pulse with the need to be inside her and when she widens her stance and lowers herself onto me, I have to force myself not to cry out and wake the whole damn dorm.
She sinks herself down, rocking forward as her greedy pussy swallows every inch of me. When she’s fully seated, we’re both out of breath.
“You look so damn good riding me like this,” I tell her, reaching up and brushing the stiffened peaks of her nipples with my thumbs as she grinds her body against mine.
That’s what I need more of. She’s rocking herself back and forth and swiveling her hips. All those perfect motions are explosive on their own, but the combination is enough to get me closer and closer to the edge.
But I’m not going over it without her.
I reach between us and my thumb finds her clit in an instant. I’m rubbing hard tight circles while I thrust upinside her and it’s driving both of us insane in the very best way.
“Fuck,” she curses, leaning her body over mine so she can press a kiss to my lips. But that one taste isn’t enough so I pull her back down, lean in close, and press my lips to hers.
“You feeling good?” I ask her, breathless.
“Fuck, yes,” she tells me, lifting her hips a few inches just so she can sink back down onto me.Fuck. Every time she does it, I think I’m about to lose my mind because it feels so damn good.
“Pete,” she keens. “Oh, fuck. Pete. I’m.Fuck. I. Oh?—”
The look on her gorgeous face when she falls apart is something I’ll never tire of. And the shockwaves her orgasm releases in me are nothing short of amazing. I can feel her body, her heat everywhere.
And I don’t ever want to leave.
But eventually, I have to.
I roll out of bed to ditch the condom, and when I crawl back in bed, she wraps her arms around me.
How in the hell am I ever letting this woman go?
Claire reaches for her phone, but instead of checking the time, she turns the camera on and leans her head against my shoulder. She tilts her head to look at me and her smile is wide. “Can I take a picture of us?” she asks. “It’s okay if you say no. And I’d never share them with anyone. I just…God, you’re so fucking hot. You know that, right?”
If anyone else asked to take a naked picture with me, I’d have said no and run out of the room like my ass was on fire.
