Each time I move, I feel the head of his cock barely brush my hungry entrance over and over as he works my body as if he’s known it his whole life.
“You keep making that sound.” He groans threateningly. “Fuck me, you’re so sexy.”
I don’t even know what sound I’m making because all I can concentrate on is the feel of him stroking himself underneath me as his fingers pick up the pace, playing with me.
Jesus, the depravity of him jerking off at my entrance almost makes me come on the spot.
“I want you inside me, Noah. Please ...”
My head falls back, exposing my throat for him to kiss. And he does, hard and desperate.
I’m lost to this feeling. Needing him. Wanting him to fuck me until I can’t speak again. I feel like I’m going to explode.
“Noah,” I almost say on a deep, breathy exhale because my body’s beginning to build.
But it’s all I get out because Noah can’t take it anymore either. He thrusts himself inside me, pulling me down so hard it feels like all the air is knocked out of me.
“Fuck,” he bellows.
Our bodies are sealed tight. My arms wrap around his neck as we hold still, both rocked by the sensation engulfing us.
I feel his chest rising and falling, my own matching, each of us unable to move because I’ve never felt bliss like this. The tightness of my stretched cunt over his hard length pulsating inside me because we’re so fucking turned on that we may not make it past this one moment.
His warm breath on my neck slows just before he starts to move, rocking me backward as he ever so slightly pulls out, then pushes back in.
“So. Fucking. Good.”
I kiss him slowly, my pussy contracting as I try and meet his pace, but he rolls us again so that he’s back on top, his palms pressed on the bed to protect me from his full weight.
He pulls out and thrusts back in, his pelvis pressing tightly to mine. It hurts just the right amount good dick should. It’ll make me sore enough to leave me with a reminder I was very well fucked.
My hand grips his ass, urging him for more as he begins slowly, without any rush, letting the muscle between his groin and belly button brush my clit each time.
I moan, eyes closing, spreading my legs wider and lifting with each thrust, wanting more of everything.
“Look at me.” His palm comes to rest at the base of my throat as we stare at each other in hedonistic pleasure.
My mouth falls open, matching his, my eyes fluttering back with each draw of his cock.
“I want to hear you call my name. Say it for the neighbors to hear.” He grins, picking up the pace.
I draw my leg up over his hip, giving him an even deeper angle, and watch his jaw tense as he takes complete advantage and hits my G-spot.
Fuck. This feels so good.
Noah’s cock glides in and out, making the sides of his ass indent under my hand.
“You want to come, baby? Tell me ...”
His voice should be illegal because I’d do anything he wanted right now.
“Yes . . . I want it . . . please . . .”
His breath grows heavier, the hand around my throat tightening a bit.
“Do you need to use your fingers?”
I nod rapidly before his face nestles into the crook of my neck, and he reaches to take my hand off his chest, sliding it between us. One set of my fingers finds my bud as the other stays gripped to his defined ass cheek.
