I quirked my brows at him. “Wow, minute man. I’m impressed.”
AJ grinned as he took his erection in his hand. Mesmerized, I couldn’t help but watch as he pumped his hand up and down his length. I was going to have the worst crick in my neck tomorrow, not to mention my knees probably would take a week to recover. But being taken from behind was my favorite position, and after my lengthy sex drought, I was thrilled to be using it to get back in the saddle.
“Once again, this is only round one. I plan to properly fuck you when we get back to my place, but for now, this will have to do.”
I laughed. “Okay then. I’ll try not to judge you too harshly then if it doesn’t live up to my expectations.”
AJ winked. “I think I’ll blow that challenge out of the water.” And with one harsh thrust he drove himself all the way inside me, sending us both crying out. “Oh fuck me, you’re tight as hell.”
I bit my lip in pleasure when he slowly withdrew every delicious inch before slamming back inside me. Once I could speak, I muttered, “Why thank you. I think.”
AJ chuckled as he rotated his hips, causing me to whimper. “You don’t like my compliment?”
“Sure, but I like what you’re doing at the moment, rather than what you’re saying,” I rasped. I wanted more than anything for him to keep doing that sexy move, his dick plunging even further within me.
His hands came to grip my thighs, jerking me back against his thrusts. He drew in a ragged breath. “I would have thought you would have appreciated my sincere words about your hot, incredibly tight *.”
My fingers tried to wrap even further into the tightly woven fibers of the limo carpet. I felt myself already careening towards the edge again. Even though I would never admit it to AJ, he really was a sex god. It usually took me a long time to come through penetration, and here he was barely five thrusts in, and I was starting to feel the tell-tale fluttering. Just as I prepared to let go and give into the intense orgasm that awaited me, AJ withdrew all the way. “W-wait, w-hat are—”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Seriously?” I huffed in a frustrated pant.
“Umm, hmm,” he murmured, as one of his hands left my thigh to dip between my legs, grazing my clit. Wiggling my ass, I hoped to somehow slide him back inside me. I could feel his hot, wet tip only inches from my entrance. But AJ anticipated me and eased back, teasingly stalling my pleasure as he waited for my response.
Panting, I fought to catch my breath. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I replied, “I thought it was the chick who was the cock-tease, not the dude?”
He chuckled. “Maybe. And then maybe I’m trying to drive home the fact that I’m in control here—I’m the one who can make you come or make you beg for more.”
When he continued to pause at my opening, I growled in sexual frustration. Oh, I was going to make him pay for this little machismo act later. “Thank you so very, very much, AJ, for your compliment about my…how did you say it? ‘Incredibly hot, tight *’?”
“That’s right.” He rewarded me by sliding the tip of his cock inside me, and I shivered in anticipation.
“Okay, now can we cease the talking and just screw, please? I mean, my knees are starting to go numb here.”
AJ grinned. “I thought every woman loved a little dirty talk.”
“Yeah, well, here’s the deal. I’ve never really had a guy take the time to compliment my alleged ‘hot and tight *’. I’ve sorta only read shit like that in romance novels.”
Massaging the exposed globe of one of my ass cheeks, AJ shook his head. “Then that’s a pity. More men should have told you how amazing you feel when thrusting balls deep into your tight walls.”