“I just need to use the bathroom,” she whispers.
Sliding my hand up her arm to her neck, I pull her face to mine and brush a kiss across her lips. “Hurry back.”
She returns my kiss and slips out of bed. I track the scuff of her feet on the carpet, the opening and closing of the bathroom door. The light coming out from under the crack almost blinds me in the darkness. A glance at the clock reveals that it’s nearly four in the morning. Considering how late we stayed up, I’m not sure why she’s awake at this hour, but I’m happy to take advantage of the situation. I’ve nowhere near gotten my fill of her.
Reaching under the sheet, I lazily stroke my half-hard cock till it’s ready to go. When Viola turns off the bathroom light, plunging the room back into near-complete darkness, and opens the door, I’ve got a condom ready to roll on. I just need her go ahead.
And given how responsive she is, I have no doubt I’ll get it.
My lips curl into a grin that’s half satisfied male and half unbridled anticipation. As soon as the covers lift and she’s back in the bed, my arm snakes around her, and I pull her close, pressing my cock into her hip.
She lets out a soft laugh. “Really? Again?”
“Of course.” I suck her lip into my mouth and bite it gently. “You really think that I’m satisfied yet? I’ve been fantasizing about all the things I want to do to you for months. We’re just getting started.”
Her chuckle turns into a gasp as I suck her nipple into my mouth. Her fingers find my hair, clutching and tugging as she arches into me. I crawl back up to her mouth, sinking into our kiss, settling between her welcoming thighs. Wrapping my arms around her, I roll us over so she’s on top, my hands on her ass moving her hips back and forth so that her wetness drenches my aching cock.
I want inside her. I want to feel her come on me again. And I want to watch.
Fumbling on the nightstand, I hit the little switch at the base of the lamp, warm light flooding the room.
Viola sits up, blinking, her hands pressing on my chest for balance. “Why’d you turn on the light?”
“I want to see your face when you come. I want to watch you lose control as you use my body for your pleasure.”
Pink tinges her cheeks, but I don’t miss the flare of lust in her eyes. I nudge her back a little and reach for the condom. Taking myself in hand, I rub her juices all over my dick, happy for a little extra lubrication inside the tight sheath of the condom.
Once it’s rolled on, I lie back with my hands behind my head. “Ready when you are.”
Her cheeks grow even pinker. “You want me to just …”
“Ride me. Yes. I can’t wait.”
She stares into my eyes for a few breaths, like she can’t quite believe I’m serious. Then she gently lifts my cock, stands tall on her knees, and with her eyes still locked on mine, sinks down all the way to the root in one slow, sweet slide.
Slowly at first, she swivels her hips, moving in small circles, then bracing herself on my chest again, starts moving up and down, just an inch or so, but it feels good. Watching her use my body to pleasure herself is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.
That pink flush spreads from her cheeks down her neck and paints her upper chest. But it’s not embarrassment this time. It’s arousal. With her head thrown back, her lips parted, soft little feminine grunts let me know that she’s enjoying herself.
The sight of her ramps up my arousal, and the need to touch her overcomes my desire to just let her use me. First I rub her thighs, stroking up and down the outsides, silent encouragement and tactile connection all rolled into one. Then I slide my hands up her torso, cupping her tits in my hands, running my thumbs over the hard little nubs of her nipples.
She lets out a soft hum of pleasure. Encouraged, I pinch them, a little rougher than I was last night, wanting to discover what she likes best. She hisses when I pinch hard, and when I back off, she lets out a little moan.
She starts moving faster as I play with her nipples, one of her hands sliding between her legs.
“Fuck, yeah,” I whisper. “Let me watch you make yourself come. Come for me.”
Her eyes open, her pupils huge under half-closed lids, her eyes glassy with lust.
“That’s it, Viola. You’re so fucking hot. You make me so hard. And once you come all over my cock, I’m going to pound you till I come too.”
“Yesss,” she hisses.
I can’t help my grin. “You like the sound of that?”
She nods, almost drunkenly, her fingers speeding up as they rub over her clit again and again and again.
She’s close. I can feel it in the way her pussy starts to tremble around me. In the way her movements get less smooth, less coordinated. I move my hands to her ass, helping her keep going. She lets out a gasp as I take control of her body, her fingers never stopping.
And then she’s shuddering, slumping over, making it hard for me to keep her body moving. Watching her. Feeling her come on top of me like that, I’m so fucking close that it won’t take long, but I need her friction or I’ll be left on the ragged edge. Pulling her close with one hand, I seal her lips to mine, then hold her hips off me and pound up into her, fast and hard. A hot tingle zips down my spine, my balls draw up tight, and then I’m emptying myself into
