"Don't have to ask if you liked it." He climbs onto the desk, kisses his way up my stomach and chest. Until he's positioned on top of me. "You okay to go again?"
"Is it you fucking me?"
He nods.
"Yes please."
He pulls his t-shirt over his head, unzips and unbuttons his jeans. "You want me to wear a condom?"
"No."
Tom strips to his boxers. His eyes meet mine. "I've never had sex without a condom."
"Really?"
He nods. "Never been in a monogamous relationship."
Relationship.
I like that word.
I love that word.
He slides his boxers to his feet.
I gawk. Every inch of him is yummy. His pierced cock is no exception.
Tom doesn't give me much time to ogle him. He nudges my knees apart, lifts my ass, and sets my ankles on his shoulders.
"Is this another attempt to teach me some balance?" I groan as his fingertips brush against my nipple.
"No." His other hand slides under my ass. He brings our bodies together, his cock nudging against my sex. "Just want to be as deep in you as I can."
God, yes.
He enters me slowly. It's different without the condom. Closer. He pulls back until he's only barely inside me, then thrusts into me again. Again. Again. Each time, I feel more full, more whole.
By the time he sets me back on the desk, I'm dizzy with pleasure. I let him lead. I'm too overwhelmed to do anything else. He feels so good inside me. So right.
His fingers dig into my hips, encouraging my movement. I rock in time with his guidance. Oh. Yes. There. The metal balls of his apadravya hit me just right. One of them anyway. It rubs against my G-spot, sending wave after wave of pleasure through my torso. It's a good thing I'm already on my back. I can barely keep my legs against his chest.
I stare back into his eyes. It's intimate, intense. This isn't fucking. It must be making love. Or whatever comes right before love.
Feelings threaten to overwhelm me. I shift my legs off his chest and wrap them around his waist. "Kiss me. Please."
He lowers his body onto mine, kissing me as he adjusts my legs. We're pressed together. It feels right, how close we are, how he taste of me, how his tongue claims my mouth.
He moves deeper. Faster. My orgasm builds quickly. It's fast, intense. I come as he thrusts into me. My whole body is shaking.
I grab onto Tom's hair to pull him closer. He kisses harder. There's intention in it, need, everything.
He breaks our kiss to moan against my neck. I need more of that. Yes. The ears. I bring my mouth to his ears, licking and sucking until his moans get louder and more desperate. Until his motions are just as hard and desperate.
"Fuck, Willow." He sucks on my neck.
There. I can feel his body shaking, his cock pulsing as he comes inside me. When he's spent, he collapses on top of me. It takes minutes for our breath to return to normal.
Tom shifts off me. I find a box of tissues and clean up the best I can.
