me, every swing of her hips like shockwaves to my dick.
“I need to lock the door after you.”
Still in black pants and an ugly green polo shirt from work, she doesn’t realize how fucking sexy she is. Her hair falls on her shoulders, and I wonder if it’s as soft as it looks.
“I need to leave.”
She says nothing but nods. Her chest heaving with each breath.
“Tell me to leave.”
When she doesn’t answer, I reach out to touch her flowing waves and step closer, losing my battle. “It’s soft. Are there other parts of you just as soft, Courtney?”
I have no control over my body as my hand glides down her shoulder, between her breasts, and down to her stomach. Staring at me with heated eyes, she nods, as my fingers play with the waistband of her pants.
Slipping inside her shirt, my other hand joins in the fun. I lift up the cups of her bra and groan when her tits fall heavy into my eager hands. She sucks in a breath and grabs my shoulders.
“Christ, these are nice.” Gently, I push her back a couple steps so her back is resting on the wall. “Lift up your shirt. I’ve gotta see.” I pinch her nipples and she groans, making my dick even harder. I press a knee between her thighs and push into her.
When she exposes her chest to me, I waste no time. I suck, lick, and nibble every centimeter of the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen.
“God, Sam. I need more.” Her fingers roughly grab the side of my head and she slams her mouth to mine. And I love it. I love the feel her soft lips on mine. I don’t usually kiss when I fuck. It’s too intimate. But after she startled me on the porch and I realized what I’d been missing, I’ve been dying to taste her mouth again.
“You sure you want this?” I pull away from her and reach down to unbutton and lower her pants and underwear to her knees.
“Yes,” she pants. Not even a second later, I begin fucking her with my fingers. “Oh, my God!”
“Fuck, baby. You’re tight.” I add a third finger and swear I almost come in my pants. Slick, hot, and perfectly snug, the anticipation is killing me. “I can’t wait to get inside you.”
She rips my shirt off and sheds her pants completely as I drop mine and grab a condom out of my wallet.
I roll on the latex and enjoy watching her squirm. Her cheeks are flushed, and she has red marks all over her chest. Some of them will probably be there for a few days, and there’s a part of me that’s glad. If she’s gotta work at X, I want all those fuckers to see my mark on her.
I grab her ass and lift her up, pressing her shoulders into the wall. Rubbing my throbbing tip through her folds, I wait until her juices lubricate me enough then push into her with one thrust of my hips. I still when she bites my shoulder and digs her nails into my back. She’s really tight. It feels fucking perfect, she feels fucking perfect.
“Shit. You all right?”
She nods, but that’s not the kind of response I want. “You’ve gotta look at me when I’ve got my dick in you. I need to know you’re here with me.” Something I’ve always avoided, but with her, I need it. It fucking turns me on to see her face.
She lifts her head and presses her forehead to mine, making sure to look right into my eyes. And hell, my gut clenches. “It’s just been awhile, but I’m good now. Please, just fuck me.”
Our heads stay connected as I pull out to the tip then slam back in balls deep. She gasps, and I do it again. Keeping the same rhythm, I ride the high as long as I can because this is by far the nicest pussy I’ll ever be inside.
She’s close, getting even tighter around me, as sweat drips down my back. When I pull out this time, I don’t move. “Ride my cock. Let me see you work your pussy.” Her body trembles and she rotates her hips. Riding me like a fucking champion, her ass clenching every time I bottom out.
With her lips barely open, flushed cheeks, and hooded eyes, she looks straight out of a fucking