“Lose the shorts, Jake.” Breathless, her chest heaved. “Now,” she demanded. Her tone obviously not playing games and she arched an eyebrow daringly. She wanted to feel his naked flesh against hers.
Jake swiped the band of his boxers down his legs and kicked them off. He stood at the edge of the bed completely naked before her, looking every bit as delicious and sinful as she expected. Her eyes traveled the length of his body, pausing midway to stare at his impressive erection. Her eyes clouded with hunger, and for a moment she feared she wouldn’t be able to fit him. She’d die trying she asserted and crooked her finger as she spread her legs for him. She wanted his hard body caged between her legs, and her pussy rocking against him.
He kneeled on the bed and placed one of his hands on each of her knee caps and spread her legs further apart. Jake bent his head and his mouth worked one of her legs. He placed the leg, he wasn’t worshipping against his hip and slid his hand down to her ass, squeezing her ass cheek. When his mouth toyed with her inner thigh, he let his fingers dance down the slit of her wet folds. She arched against his hand before guiding his fingertips to where she desired him most. She was so wet and at that moment he would bet that she probably had, lay awake at night dreaming about this as much as he. His mouth joined the frenzy and lapped her slick folds, quenching his desire to taste her. His tongue found her swollen clit and pressed down upon it.
Cara didn’t think she’d be able to hold out any longer once she felt his tongue slide against her throbbing clit. She arched against his mouth and grabbed the back of his head. The pressure mounting deep within, if he kept working her the way he was, he’d carry her over the cliff she was climbing. That’s not how she wanted to come. No, the first time she came from Jake, was going to be with him buried deep inside her. She willed herself off the edge of ecstasy and nudged his shoulders with her feet.
Dear Jesus, please don’t let her tell me we can’t do this, he prayed. Reluctantly, he looked up at her questioningly. She grabbed him roughly and pushed him onto the bed. He rolled over and looked up at her, watching her straddle his body. Her hands splayed flat across his chest, down his stomach and ended their journey clutching his hips. She bent her head and pressed her lips to the head of his cock. His eyes rolled back as her mouth clamped around his dick, and she lavishly began to devour him. His hard veined cock was made for her mouth. The way her lips closed around it and traveled its length, have mercy, it was amazing. Her mouth was tight and wet and he prayed her pussy was exactly the same. Her hand pumped his length as her mouth sucked the tip. She flicked her tongue over the slit on the head and swiped up the juices that his body released as a prelude. She disengaged her mouth and pumped his cock with her hand once, twice, before lifting her body and positioning the head at her entry.
She cocked her head to the side, and whispered. “I only come, if I’m on top.”
Christ, he muttered to himself as he stared at her. Not sure if she was blushing from embarrassment or if the heat of her desire was etching her face. He looked down at his raging cock; her little declaration seemed to make it grow harder.
Last words, she thought and slid down on his cock, taking him inch by inch. She felt herself stretch from within to accommodate him. When she had ground all the way down, she pushed her hair behind her shoulder, and lifted her hips. His hands grabbed her hips and he guided her back down his length. Once he filled her again, she rotated her hips and ran her own hand down her body her fingertips joining her entryway and began to rub her clit in slow circles.
Holy hell, she was the sexiest thing he ever laid eyes on. When her fingers slid down her sweaty body, he thought he came right then and there. She was completely engulfed in seeking her own pleasure, and he was completely determined to be the one that took her to those heights. He gripped her hips and flipped her over. Startling her out of her trance, her perfect mouth formed an o and he slipped his tongue inside, silencing her. With one hard thrust he filled her again. He grabbed her legs and extended them straight into the air and flattened her onto her back. He watched her eyes slide down to where the bodies were joined. He moved in and out of her with excruciating slowness, savoring the moment.
She had thought it was impossible, she would’ve sworn she could never feel an impending orgasm unless she was on top, but Jake was proving her wrong. She felt her walls begin to clench around his girth. Panting, desperate for it, she arched meeting him thrust for thrust. When he slammed himself into her hard and fast three consecutive times, she felt her body begin to convulse with pleasure.