"I feel you thinking about me again," I say without glancing at her.
Saskia sits on the arm of the couch and stares at me. Her gaze sets my already flushed skin on fire. When I glance up at her, she stares with the oddest expression.
"What are you thinking?" I ask softly, afraid to spook her.
"I don't eat glue."
Only a second passes before I understand the reference. Saskia leans down to kiss me. Her lips slide over mine, sucking hungrily. My hands wrap around her waist and pull her onto my lap. Saskia melts into my embrace. The ice queen quickly thaws in my arms.
Her kisses leave me breathless. I don't think about who she is or my past. I only wrap her tighter before picking her up and walking to my bedroom. No interruptions or distractions, I want Saskia alone.
Sitting on my bed, I shove one hand into her thick red hair and hold her on my lap with my other hand. Her tight little body wraps itself against me. Our lips suck wildly. Tongues explore feverishly. Everything happens too fast. Saskia yanks my shirt over my head. Pushing me back on the bed, she kisses my scarred chest without any hesitation.
A moment of awkwardness never materializes, and my control snaps. She's too beautiful, and my cock has been hard for too long. I'm done with playful making out. I ache for relief.
Saskia lifts her arms when I pull up her shirt. Her small perky tits hide behind a plain white bra. My fingers roughly tug the straps down and cups aside until I can wrap my lips around her hard pink nipple.
Purring something in her native tongue, Saskia digs her fingers into my hair and holds me still. I smile at how her body shivers from the pleasure. When my teeth nip at the hard flesh, she grinds her crotch against my thigh. Her jeans do little to disguise the heat between her legs.
Saskia tips my head back and sucks my tongue into her mouth. Her fingers tug off her bra and toss it on the floor. Her lips never leave mine while she stands on the bed and holds onto my shoulders for balance. I pop the button on her jeans and slide them down her silky thighs.
Kicking off the jeans, Saskia releases my lips and gazes down at me with a look of wild passion. Never did I imagine I'd see her eyes so electric. Before she can lower herself, I wrap my arms around her legs and nuzzle my face against her simple white panties.
Saskia exhales painfully, and her legs tremble. Her arousal soaks through the fabric. Licking the wet slit, I tug aside her panties and lick again.
Still murmuring in another language, Saskia trembles in my arms. My tongue presses deeper, tasting her swollen clit.
"Fuck," she whimpers.
My dick is too hard to bear any longer. Tearing off her panties, I pull her down onto the bed. Saskia immediately wiggles free of my grasp. Turning around, she removes my shorts and finally frees my erection. Saskia straddles me, giving me the stunning view of her wet pussy.
Before I can think, her lips wrap around the head of my cock. I groan what sounds like words without knowing what I've said. Even aching for relief, I can't let go yet. Not in her mouth like a horny teenager.
"Saskia," I moan, cupping her waist. "Turn around."
Without a single word, she pops my cock from her mouth and flips around. Saskia wraps her hand around the base of me and guides my thick erection into her hot pussy.
"Fuck," I say.
"Yes, fuck."
Saskia's pussy takes more cock than I think possible with her small frame. She doesn't wait for her body to adjust to my size. Rolling her hips wildly, she seeks relief before I find my own. I smile at the way her body moves. This powerful woman takes what she wants.
Between her pussy sucking at my cock and the sight of her perky tits bouncing, I can't hold on. Pain and pleasure wrap into the best orgasm of my life. Saskia doesn't relent. I hear her gasp and think she comes too. Hours of desire and a lifetime of nothing special blind me to everything beyond my pleasure.
Saskia moves as if to climb off me. This thought sends me into a panic, so I sit up and wrap an arm around her waist. Rolling over, I rest her on the bed and lean over her.
Her hot gaze cools. Feeling challenged, I reach for her wrists and clasp them over her head with one of my hands. She looks almost delicate spread out below me.
"You're so beautiful," I murmur while stroking my cock against her pussy. "I could look at you forever."
Saskia's dark eyes warm again. She doesn't like having me restrain her. Not at first. Soon my stroking returns her arousal. Her nipples harden to pink tips. Her legs wrap around my hips. Watching me intently, she smiles when I tease her clit with the head of my cock.
"Brad."
This one word means more than anything a woman's ever said to me. Trusting me, she submits to my desire. Welcoming me, she lets her guard down. If I hurt her, she'll destroy me by never showing me her heart again.
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