My boxers dropped to the ground with a soft plop and I moved to free them as well.
To my surprise, she didn’t take her eyes off of mine. I found myself kind of liking it.
I was seconds away from ripping that dress off of her when her shaky fingers reached for the button at the top. One by one she slowly released them from their holes, revealing her smooth skin inch by torturous inch.
I wasn’t as strong as her and my eyes were locked on her movements as she made her way down.
A few more buttons and her arms dropped to her sides. With a couple of shakes of her shoulders, the dress floated to the floor.
I could no longer keep my hands off of her.
I pressed my body into hers as I took her lips, hard. My fingers released the clasp of her bra and I felt her move as she tossed it carelessly to the side. Her hard nipples pressed into my chest and I let out a growl as I shoved her panties down over her ass. Then my hands were kneading and palming her perky globes as if they had a mind of their own.
Her arms went around my shoulders and I lifted her up onto the top of the counter. We both frantically worked to get her panties the rest of the way down her legs.
Then I was there, pressing my body as close to hers as I could.
“Now,” she begged as I kissed my way down her neck. “Now, Malcolm. I can’t wait anymore.”
I straightened and reached out to open the cabinet over the sink. A minute later, I had my cock covered and she opened her legs wider for me.
We both watched as I took my cock in my hand and glided myself into her slowly. I was torn between wanting to watch myself take her and needing to see her eyes.
“That’s so…” she said almost sounding like she was in awe of the sight. The longer we watched, the wetter she became and damn, if it wasn’t so fucking hot.
Shocking me, she reached down and her fingers split at the entrance of her pussy. The extra touch had my balls tingling up.
“Shit, Ingram. Not going to last.” I panted out and my toes curled up as I tried to hold back for dear life.
Her back arched and her head fell back. Her hips began to frantically work in rhythm with my thrusts. My eyes were glued to her perfect mouth as tiny moans slipped past them.
Her nipples pointed out begging for me to taste them. A second later, my mouth covered one while my hand went to the other. Her moans sped up and I could tell she was trying her hardest to stay quiet.
“Yes. Malcolm. It feels so good.”
I felt her clench tight around me and I knew she was as close as me. I pumped into her harder, but didn’t pick up speed.
“Yes. Yes,” she chanted out.
I pinched her nipple as I sucked hard on the other one. Her body vibrated and then she came hard, her tiny nails biting into my shoulders. I followed right after her, planting myself deep, as I spilled everything I had into the condom.
My hand went to her hair and I cradled her into my body as we came down. I loved the way her head fit in the crook of my neck and her lips rested right against my skin.
“We really need to shower now,” she said with a little giggle.
I chuckled then planted a quick kiss on her lips before I slipped away from her tight heat.
If I wasn’t tired before, I sure as hell was now.
It was all I could do to get my legs to work enough to get me into the shower.
Luckily, I had Ingram there to help me wash everything. I’d never turn down an excuse to have her hands on me.
“I don’t have anything to wear,” she said wrapping the towel around her.
I darted out of the bathroom and went to my dresser. Digging around my shirt drawer, I pulled out my favorite shirt. I’d had it for years and it was extra soft. I didn’t wear it much anymore, hence the reason I had to dig to find it, but I still kept it around. Then a snagged a pair of boxers with a shrug.
I couldn’t recall a time when I’d seen Ingram in anything that wasn’t a dress. I didn’t have the first clue what she wore to bed or if she would be okay wearing my boxers. But it was the best I had.
