“I want you, Clay,” he heard her say in staccato breaths. “I want you now,” she begged.
He navigated her body to the steps leading up to the bedrooms and set her down. With one pull, her shorts and panties glided effortlessly down her legs and he flung them against the locked door. She leaned back on the steps, her creamy curves standing out against the dark carpet. Stepping out of his blue jeans, he knelt in front of her, pushing her thighs to the side and burying his head in the apex of her legs. His tongue skated over her moist clit as she writhed and panted beneath him, her sweet aroma intoxicating. He lapped her up like a parched animal, not able to quench his thirst before feeling her entire body stiffen, then convulse into a full-blown orgasm, his name echoing in his ears. Straddling her, he pushed her hair that had come out of her ponytail back against her sweaty brow. Her eyes were huge, searching his as she came down from her explosion.
“Are you okay?” he asked, peppering her face with soft kisses. The aroma of her sweet pussy lingered on his lips as he spoke.
She nodded, blushing again. “Let’s go upstairs.” She hoisted her naked body up and grabbed his hand, leading him to her bedroom.
The summer sun streamed into the warm room, highlighting the king-sized bed that was perfectly made. Katie grabbed the top edge of the crimson duvet and yanked it, causing several throw pillows to tumble to the floor. She quickly pulled the shades down and turned on a bedside lamp. When she was finished, she turned to him and he watched her gaze travel from his feet to his face and smile. Her naked body was a sight to behold, and his erection pointed straight at her.
“Let your hair down,” he suggested, his voice gravelly with desire. He watched her reach up to the decimated ponytail and pull the band free, her long dark hair tumbling over her shoulders down to the tips of her nipples.
“Goddamn,” he whispered, aware that his penis was in a full, throbbing salute. She approached him and knelt slowly in front of him like a goddess, looking up at him with her big eyes before wrapping her lips around his hardness. “Oh, God yes…,” he moaned. He gripped her head with his fingers and leaned back in a stupor as her wet tongue and lips slid up and down his shaft. His hips moved slowly with each gentle pull, the quickening in his groin inevitable.
“K…Katie. You need to stop, baby or I’m gonna come undone in your mouth.”
“Mmmm…,” she hummed, the vibration of her voice making him wince in delicious pain.
“No, really…oh, fuck. Katie, please.” He pushed back from her trying to catch his breath abruptly bringing her to a standing position. His eyes shut tightly as he tried to fend off the discomfort of his throbbing appendage that was close to erupting.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
He opened his eyes and exhaled slowly offering her a slight smile. “There is no reason to be sorry.” He pulled her in for a hug, kissing her temple. “That was so intense… I want the first time to be inside you.” He could feel her nod against his shoulder. “Lay down on the bed. I need to get something from my suitcase.”
They pulled back from each other, and he watched her gingerly lay on the bed against a bank of pillows before he sprinted across the hall to the guest room. Quickly, he rummaged through the top pocket of his suitcase and pulled out a couple of condoms. He wasn’t that guy who had a girl in every port, but he did think ahead and wanted to be prepared in case he ever had an opportunity with a girl he really liked. It had been a while since he had sex and his drought was about to end.
Pausing in the doorway to her bedroom, he drank in the image of Katie Parker sprawled across the giant bed as she waited for him. He slowly crossed the distance that lay between them and straddled her, his chest rising and falling with want. She didn’t say a word, watching his every move, her nipples erect and her skin glistening with beads of sweat. Her dark hair fanned out dramatically across the pillow, her beauty captivating. Reaching his hand between her legs, his fingers found her soaking wet clit.
“Please, Clay,” she mewed hoarsely. “I want you inside me.”
Bringing his fingers up to his mouth, he sucked them dry and nodded. She sat up and grabbed one of the condoms he had tossed on the mattress and ripped the foil packet off, then eased the rubber over his engorged penis. He helped her, his breath intensifying, knowing that they were so close.
“Do you want me?” he teased as sweat trickled down his cheeks.
Her hot breath was staggered, and she nodded vigorously.
“Lay back and tell me if it’s too much.”
Katie submitted to his request and offered herself to him. She was thoroughly wet and ready.
Clay slowly eased himself into her tightness, the pleasure immediate. When he was entirely inside, he leaned his elbows on either side of her face, gazing into her gorgeous doe eyes that stared back at him. He gradually started to move his hips.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. Her lips turned up into a small smile before she tightly shut her eyes, a look of pure pleasure crossing her face. He could feel her fingers digging into the small of his back and then slide down to his bare buttocks as he moved faster. Sweat poured down his face and chest as he panted, pushing himself harder and harder. Katie swung her legs up and over his shoulders making him shift and slide deeper inside her, his orgasm on the cusp of exploding. They climbed higher and higher together until they jumped off the cliff at the same time, convulsing and shattering with intense pleasure.
Clay collapsed on top of Katie trying desperately to catch his breath. He could feel her gasping beneath him. It took effort to lift himself up and pull out. They lay side by side holding hands, their inhaling and exhaling finally slowing down.
“Holy shit, Clay,” she mumbled, squeezing his hand.
He turned to her, wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. “What?”
They were nose to nose.
“That was insane…”
His brow furrowed. “Insane good? Or insane bad?”
Her eyes were nothing but large, black pupils that stared back at him. She gingerly lifted her sweaty, glistening body up and straddled him, palming his chest with splayed hands.
“Insanegood,” she whispered wantonly.
