“Fuck, baby. I’ve gotta have you,” I managed to get out before she pulled me to her, pulling my dick into her.
I entered her, thrusting hard and fast. Her walls clamped around me and it did fucking beautiful things to me. Madison was a greedy bitch with a greedy pussy, and fucking her was an out of this world experience. I continued to thrust in and out while leaning down to kiss her. Her legs were now around me, and her hands grabbed my face and she kissed me back, hard and hungry. We kept at this for awhile and then she pulled away from my kiss.
“Top, J. I want to be on top,” she grunted, and I flipped us so that she was now on top, straddling me.
I let her take control, and exhaled in pleasure as she wiggled backwards and leant down, taking my dick in her mouth. She sucked me hard and reached her hand to massage my balls. Coming up for air she murmured, “Love your cock, honey. Love sucking it, but I fucking need it in me.”
I wanted that too, but I wanted to watch her for a bit longer. “Not yet, babe. I want to watch you some more. Want to watch your finger in your pussy while your other hand is wrapped around my cock.”
Her eyes lit up at this; yeah she fucking loved me watching her just as much as I loved watching her. She moved so her chest was on mine, legs still straddling me and ground her pussy against my dick while she licked my lips and kissed me; slowly, lazily. I wrapped my arms around her, letting my hand slide over her ass, and then dipped a finger into her pussy from behind, pushing slowly, in and out. I could feel her lips curling into a smile while I kissed her and she moaned against my lips, “Feels so good, baby. My turn now.”
I stopped what I was doing and she moved back to a sitting position, legs on either side of me. She spread her legs and tilted her pussy forward. With our eyes locked, she started stroking herself. I shifted my gaze to take it all in, waiting patiently for her to take hold of my cock. I was so fucking hard, and watching her pleasure herself only intensified it. She continued to stroke and finger herself and I started to grow impatient; I needed her hands on my dick now.
“Babe. Dick.” I ordered, and she grinned wickedly at me, the fucking tease. She knew exactly what she was doing to me.
When her hand grasped my cock a moment later, pleasure shot through me and I shut my eyes for a moment before opening them again and focusing my gaze on what her hands were doing. One hand was fingering herself and the other was pumping my cock; it was fucking heaven, and I felt it build in me. She was getting closer too; I could tell by the way her eyes were opening and closing, and the way her teeth were biting her lips while her tongue darted out every now and then to lick them.
Just as I was about to tell her to get her sweet pussy onto my dick she stopped everything she was doing, and did just as I wanted. I groaned as she sank down onto me and when she started moving I reached my hands to grip onto her ass. The pressure was building and she was fucking me harder, tits bouncing all over the place, and I enjoyed the view; it was a fucking glorious sight. And then she screamed as the orgasm hit her; she threw her head back, and closed her eyes as she let it take over her body. I reached my hands around to her tits and started pumping my dick up into her, trying to find my own release. And it was so fucking close; I could feel it coming as I pumped, and pumped, and then it hit. Fuck me; fucking hell! I came, and we held onto it for as long as we could.
Coming off the high, she laid down next to me on her back, one hand flung across my stomach. I placed my hand over hers, lacing our fingers together, and waited to see if she was still angry at me. Madison was highly unpredictable. Well, as far as I was concerned, she was. Make up sex seemed to calm her, so I could only fucking hope.
She turned to look at me, so I rolled onto my side, propping my body up on my elbow. Tracing a line on her stomach, I started, “I’m sorry, babe.”
“Do you even know what you are sorry for, J?” she asked, with that slightly frustrated tone that she often took with me.
“For a million fucking things, but mostly for being an asshole to you today, and for not returning your calls,” I answered her truthfully.
Her eyes searched mine for a moment and then she said, “You were an asshole to me today and I didn’t like it. I get that you were busy with work but you’ve got to get that I was worried about you. With all the shit going on at the moment, I needed to hear your voice, needed to know you were okay. And then to speak to me the way you did... that hurt, J,” her vulnerability shone through her voice, and it hit me square in the chest.
I reached my hand up to her face and cupped her cheek. “This is gonna take a lot of work isn’t it?”