Yep, this girl is trying to kill me. How can any man resist this?
I run my finger over the thin, lacy fabric, dipping my finger into the waistband of her underwear.
“These are new.”
She bites her bottom lip, self-consciously, a shy giggle escapes her lips.
“I... I just wanted to look good... for you.”
A wide smile spread across my face. “You always look good for me, baby. But, fuck, are you trying to kill me?” My lips crash to hers before moving down her neck to her tits.
I reach around her and unhook her bra before peeling the straps down her arms, throwing it to the floor, revealing her beautiful breasts, plump and round and the perfect size for my hands. I dip down to taste them, sucking on her hard, rosy pink nipple, nipping it gently while I work the other with my hand, teasing the hardened tip between my fingers. Her hands fly to my hair as she writhes beneath me, pressing me closer to her, tugging gently at my hair.
Fuck, If I don’t love it when she does that.
A deep moan leaves my throat while her fingers work their way through my hair.
I turn my attention to her other breast, doing the same with this one.
I move on down her body, pressing gentle kisses and licks over her stomach as I make my way down even further.
I glance up at her, her eyes watching me intently, her chest heaving with her heavy pants. What a beautiful sight, her lying on my bed, open for me, watching, waiting.
I trace my tongue along the waistband of her panties, she squirms underneath me, her legs shaking.
As much as I love the fact, she bought lingerie especially for me, I need it gone.
I peel her panties down her legs, they land on the floor with the rest of the clothes, leaving her completely naked.
She’s soaked.
I reach for the bottom of my shirt and pull it off too.
I lean down and kiss my way up the inside of her thighs before my mouth lands on her.
I lick, suck, nibble and explore her, my tongue tasting every inch of her perfect pussy.
Once again, her hands fly to my hair, clinging on tight as if she’s scared that if she lets go, I’ll stop.
Not a chance in hell of that happening.
My tongue dips inside her, she’s so wet and warm, fuck, she tastes so good.
“Always so wet for me, baby. So wet.”
She moans and whimpers as her thighs tighten around my head, her orgasm building with rampant speed. I lick her one more time before she comes apart, her back arching off the bed as she shakes. I climb up and kiss her mouth while my finger rubs her clit as she rides or the last of the waves of her climax.
I pull back and her eyes slowly begin to open. When her eyes land on me she smiles.
I back off the bed and stand at the edge. I reach for a condom from the back pocket of my jeans before unbuckling my belt and ridding myself of my jeans and boxers.
Hayley moans on the bed when my cock springs free from the constraints of my underwear. I tear open the condom wrapper and slide it down my length, I shudder when I look down at Hayley, seeing the lust in her eyes.
I climb my way back up the bed, Hayley’s legs fall open wider, making room for me to nestle between them. I bring the head of my cock to her opening, her breaths becoming heavier in anticipation. I grip her thighs and she locks her legs around my waist. I run the tip of my dick over her opening, through her warm, wet folds, up to her clit and back, where I take her in one, solid thrust.
She cries out, her eyes screwing shut.
It takes everything within me to hold back, to take it slow. I move in and out of her slick heat, revelling in the feel of her beneath me.
Before her, sex meant nothing, just a way to pass the time and feel good in the process, and women were all too eager to get a piece of me, they were nameless, faceless. Hayley could never be that. Hayley means more to me than a quickie in a bathroom or a one-night stand in some shitty hotel room.
She is it.
She is it for me.
Her hands roam over my body before settling on my ass, pulling me harder against her.
“Kyle, harder.”
I adjust our position, spreading her knees wider apart allowing me to go deeper inside her. She matches each and every one of my thrusts, the sounds of our bodies slapping against each other mixed with my moans have my orgasm growing closer and closer. I growl when she sinks her nails into the flesh of my ass, spurring me on to drive harder into her.
I roll us over so that that I’m on my back and Hayley straddles me, her legs tight at my waist. I grip her hips and begin to move her on top of me, she finds her rhythm and begins to ride me, rocking against me, this new angle has me so deep inside her.
She peers down at me, her eyes never leaving my face. She takes her bottom lip between her teeth to stifle a moan.
My hands travel up to her tits, massaging them, rubbing my thumbs over her hardened nipples, causing her to whimper at my touch.
“Fuck, I love you so much, baby,” I pant through jagged breaths.
“I love you, too.”
My hips thrust upwards into her, making her gasp.
“Say it again,” I command.
I need to hear her say it again, and again for the rest of my life.
“I love you.”
I sit up so her chest is flush with mine and crash my lips to hers, my hand grips the back of her neck, keeping her to me, deepening the kiss. My
