I wished I could have pushed into her right then, my cock weeping for her and the way she dug her fingers into my shoulders.
“One more, baby. Then I need you.”
Her eyes widened on the last spank, coughing from the surprise of it. I caressed her ass to soothe it while I kissed herneck, all along the column of her throat, until she raised on her toes and kissed me. Hard. Deep. Consuming. She wrapped a leg around my hip and I picked up her other one. I let my fingers drift to see how wet she was: drenched. I leaned my shoulders back against the wall, waiting for the right moment. I pulled out of our kiss to ask if she was ready, but she beat me to the punch.
“Make me yours. Right now.”
I looked between us at my cock: reddened, bigger than I could remember seeing it, wet from precum. “Take it.”
Our gaze held as she lined us up and sank down on me, just the first couple of inches. “Fuck,” she gasped. “Fuck, it’s been so long.”
“I’ve never had you like this,” I groaned. “You feel so fucking good.”
Vi’s head sagged back on her shoulders as she took a few more inches.
“That’s it, baby. You were made for me.”
“You’re too big,” she whined, clenching around me. I hissed at the tight intensity.
“I believe in you,” I said. “You’ve done it before. You can do it again.”
“Kiss me,” she pleaded, and I gave. She let out a shuddering sigh into my mouth when I finally bottomed out.
“So perfect, Violet.”
Her eyes cracked open, gazing into mine as she used her thighs to lift herself and lower onto me again. We worked into a steady rhythm and I was able to stand a little more upright. I peeked over her shoulder into the mirror behind her. Her naked ass, her legs around my torso, and, unfortunately, her hair completely covering my name and number.
“Move your hair, baby. Let me see my name on your back.”
Vi grinned and leaned against my chest to shift her hair over one shoulder. “Better?”
“Much. You see, the thing about fucking you in my jersey is,” I flexed my cock inside her to her gasp, “I get to see how my name looks on you.”
“You must think I’m taking your name,” she said with a wink, and I gave her a swift spank. She moaned and clenched around my cock.
“You like that? Want me to do it again?”
She smiled. “You know I do.”
I spanked her again, my imprint drawn in red on her skin in the mirror.
“How does it look?” she asked.
“What, your ass? Incredible.”
She chuckled. “Your name on me.”
I lowered my forehead to hers and breathed out. “It looks like it belongs on you.”
My forearms burned from holding her up, but I shifted her position to be as close as she could get to me, her center resting against my lower stomach while my cock moved up into her. Vi moaned as the new position hit her clit. “I want to see. To watch us.”
“You got it.”
I spun and gently pressed her back against the wall. Now she could see over my shoulder.
“So fucking hot,” she panted. “Wait.” Her eyes widened as she watched our reflection. “Colt, what’s on your butt?”
I winced. All my cards were about to be on the table, and there wouldn’t be any going back. “What does it look like, baby?”
