“That’s so good,” she says and sags against me. I hold her upright and fuck her with my fingers slowly.
“Are you going to come all over my fingers?” I ask.
“You keep that up and I am.”
I press the butt of my hand against her clit and massage it. She grips my shoulders and a cry catches in her throat. “I want that too, but I also want you to ride me and come all over my cock. I want to hold your hips and pull you down, feel you squeeze around me. Mostly, I want to see your face when your sweet pussy takes every inch of me inside you.”
My words do something to her. Her nails dig into me, and her body spasms around my finger. “Fuck, I love watching you come,” I say as she pulses and clenches and comes some more. The second her tremors subside, I lower myself onto the bed and position her on top of me, until her legs are on either side of my body. I lift her and drag her up until her pussy is over my mouth.
“Sit on my face,” I tell her and she takes her breasts into her hands and lowers herself until her juices soak my mouth. I lap and eat at her, and suck her sensitized clit until she’s moaning in pleasure again. She rides my face shamelessly and I fucking love it. Her hips move, back and forth, as she grinds on my tongue.
As my cock aches, I slowly lift her and reposition her. Seconds before I’m about to pull her down, plunge high inside, some brain cell reminds me I need a condom. “Fuck, Gemma. Condom. My bag.”
Face flushed, she pushes her mess of hair from her shoulder. “Actually,” she says, breathless. “I have some in my bag.”
I grin at that. “You thought ahead.”
“When you insisted on coming with me,” she teases, “I found some I had and they’re not expired.”
“Brains and beauty, how the fuck did I get so lucky?”
She laughs at that, and climbs from my body, and I instantly miss her warmth. “Hurry back,” I say and take my cock into my hand. She bends over to root in her bag, pointing her sweet ass at me and I growl.
“Jesus, Gemma. You got a thing about shaking that ass at me?”
“You don’t like?” she asks innocently as she stands with a condom in her hand.
“You tell me,” I say and gesture to my cock.
She slowly crawls back on to the bed, and goes between my legs. “Poor guy needs some attention.” She takes me to the back of her throat, and I grab a fistful of her hair as she sucks on me. I pull her off and her grin is coy. Yeah, she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.
“You’re a tease, Gemma.”
“Who, me?”
I laugh. I loved my wife, I loved having sex with her, but I don’t ever remember laughing. I like this. A lot.
“Put that condom on me already,” I growl.
“Such an impatient man,” she says.
“Have you seen yourself?” I say. “Can you blame me for wanting my cock inside you sooner rather than later?”
She rolls the condom down the length of me, and I reach for her, pull on her until she’s straddling me. “Open your pussy,” I say, and she parts herself with her fingers, a sweet invitation if I ever saw one. “Tell me what you want,” I say as she tries to lower herself, but I keep hold of her hips to prevent her from burying my cock inside her.
She moans her disapproval as I continue to prevent her from moving. “I want you, Callan. I want this gorgeous cock inside me.”
I let her hips go and she sinks down, taking every last inch into her hot, tight body. “Fuck.” I groan.
“Exactly.”
She twirls her hips, and my balls ache for release as she clenches around me. I take her breasts into my hands and knead gently. She arches into my touch, her eyes half-mast. I sit up, licking her nipple, sucking on it gently and twirling it between my teeth. Her hands go around my head and she holds me to her as her hips continue to move, rotate. I put one hand behind me and power up.
“Oh,” she says breathlessly as I piston in and out of her, changing the pace and rhythm, wanting her cum all over my cock.
I fall back to the bed, and grip her hips again, taking pressure off her thighs as she rides me. With each downward thrust, she grinds her clit on my pelvis, and it’s all I can fucking do to hang on, but before I let go, I want her juices all over me.
Her head goes back, her hair wild around her shoulders, and it rattles my control. I muster every ounce of strength I can possess to hang on, but every movement, the sexy way she writhes against me, torments every bone in my body. My muscles tense, everything in the way she’s taking my cock totally fucking wrecking me. I hit her deep, and she moans.
“Callan,” she cries out, and when she realizes how loud that was, she glances at me and bites her lips.
I grin at her as we bang like two hormonal teenagers and pray to fucking God her family can’t hear us. “Take what you need,” I say, my voice much lower than hers. “Ride my cock, Gemma. Take it deep.”
She lifts, drops down onto me, and I gasp, meeting each thrust until I’m practically buried in her balls-fucking-deep. I briefly close my eyes, but open them again, absolutely blown away by how amazing she feels. I’m so fucking close, I sit up, and pull her mouth to mine. I slide my tongue into her mouth and her body lets go around me. Her body spasms around me and her
