“You want me to shove my cock in that beautiful pussy?” He released one of her breasts and traced a path down her belly, hovering millimeters above her clit. Max teased her with quick taps to her swollen bud, never giving it his full attention.
It was delightful torture.
“Tell me, Violet,” he whispered in her ear. He then bit the lobe before soothing it with his tongue.
“Yes,” she replied breathlessly. She rocked her pelvis across his lap, digging her nails into the flesh of his thighs. He alternated between pinching a nipple and pinching her clit. The action caused a riot to her system.
He pulled her against his chest holding her immobile.
“Shove your cock inside my pussy, Max.” She rested her head against his shoulder, her back feeling as if it were on fire as it lay against Max’s warm chest. “I want to come all over you.”
“Yeah, I want that pussy squeezing me tight. Knees up on the couch, Violet.”
Max helped lift her as she tucked her legs next to his thighs, giving her even more leverage. With one arm banded across her chest, he fingered her clit, sending jolts of power through her.
“Grab my cock and put it inside you.”
His gruff words had her releasing a shaky breath as her body tingled in anticipation. She lifted slightly and reached beneath her to fist his erection, positioning it at her opening. Max gave her no notice as he bucked, impaling her. She gasped at the invasion, but quickly moaned her pleasure as his thickness filled her. They remained still a moment with him buried deep inside, pulsing and twitching.
But Violet needed movement. She needed that delicious pressure to engorge her clit and send her into oblivion. She clenched around him as she tried to lift, but Max held her to him.
“Not yet. Just grind on me. I love being buried inside you.”
“Max,” she sighed, continuing to clench around him as she rocked her hips as much as he’d allow.
“That’s it.” He nipped at her shoulder while he gave his full attention to her tits. He loved fondling them, plucking at the nipples until they stung. Oh, but what a sweet sting.
“Max, rub me, please.”
“You like your clit rubbed?” he teased, knowing that’s exactly what she liked. He slowly moved a hand down her torso reaching her clit again, applying a minimal amount of pressure.
“Yes. Harder.” She lifted herself and sank back down repeatedly as he complied with her demand—her clit becoming ever more engorged.
“Damn, you’re getting tighter. You’re gonna squeeze me hard, aren’t you?” He began to add his movements, thrusting his hips into her as his cock continued to pulse.
“So hard,” she answered. She felt herself tightening. Her desire climbing higher and higher. Their movements became more frenzied as their bodies slapped against one another. She could hardly focus on anything except reaching her peak. But when she caught sight of the movie again, with the couple in the throes of their climax, she wanted that for her and Max.
“You like what you see?” Max groaned as he pumped into her with more force.
“Yes.” So close to shattering, she met him thrust for thrust.
“You like what you’re feeling?”
“Yes, Max, you feel so good. You make me feel so good.” She lifted her arms and wound her hands around the back of his head, bringing their bodies as close as she could.
Through clenched teeth, Max demanded, “Fucking come for me, Vi. Come hard on my cock.”
One final surge, one final flick across her clit had her soaring. She screamed through her release as she clamped around him. He wrapped his arms around her body, further encasing her in his heat. Then he shattered with her, grunting in her ear as his orgasm exploded with hers.
Max rocked into her body as endless waves of ecstasy crashed over her, through her. She couldn’t recall ever having felt an orgasm so intense.
“That was so hot. I think we may have melted into each other,” Violet teased. She leaned forward, pulling her sticky skin away from his.
Max softly kissed the back of her neck as their bodies slowly returned to normal. “Hell yeah, that was hot. Damn, Violet, you looked so beautiful as you came and you felt so good.” He continued the soft kisses across her back and shoulders as his hands rested on her waist. She began to shiver from his ticklish kisses.
“I think it’s time to hit the shower,” she suggested, making a move to lift herself off Max’s lap.
But he held her tight, pulling her back against him, and kissed her temple. “Not yet,” he said softly. “Let me enjoy you in my arms.”
She relaxed, loving how his muscular body, at six one, engulfed her petite five two frame. Lifting her hands again, she ran them across his smooth head. He gave up the fight years ago of denying his receding hair line. Now, he kept his head shaved smooth, and Violet loved it. Her pixie cut remained blonde with the help of color twice a year, keeping her grays blended well. That was her one bit of vanity.
Violet and Max kept themselves in terrific shape by staying active, looking nearly ten years younger than their age. And if tonight was any indication of what was to come, she’d gladly welcome it.
“Did watching the porn do it for you?” Max asked.
“You do it for me, but yeah, the movie certainly heightened the experience.”
“So you’d be open to more?”
Violet turned her face to look at her husband, raising her brow. “More? As in more movies, or more of something else?”
“Both.” He grinned.
Violet chuckled as Max stood with her in his arms. When her feet hit the floor, she turned and kissed him soundly. “I’ll keep an open mind about your suggestions, how’s that?”
“Good.” After another kiss, Max led them upstairs and into the shower where they took turns washing and agreed to call it a night. The active day and energetic sex had Violet quickly falling asleep before Max
