“Shit, a condom.” He lifts me off him quickly. His cock, still wet with my arousal, bobs on his abdomen. It gives me a moment to catch my breath. Before I can tell him he doesn’t need it—though this isn’t exactly the time to have that talk—he already has the foil packet in his teeth and is sheathing his cock. “Ride me, baby.”
I grip the base of his cock and line the tip up at my entrance. He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I slowly sink down on him, adjusting to his size once more. Once he’s seated inside me, I throw my head back in pleasure at the fullness I feel in my core. My breaths come in quick pants as I slowly rock back and forth.
The view in front of me has my breath coming in quick pants as I watch the hardest part of him disappear into the softest part of me with every grind of my hips. It is better than any fantasy I’ve ever played out in my mind.
I press my palms down on his chest, picking up speed, bouncing up and down. My gaze never wavers from his as I feel his cock plunging deeper and deeper.
“God, you’re fucking gorgeous like this. You like my cock inside you, don’t you, sweetheart.”
I nod, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip to suppress the moan from slipping from my lips. He feels so fucking good.
There are so many words not said in his eyes. Crossing this line between us, it feels so much more than sex. It feels like something bigger, the beginning of something more. My pulse thrums in my throat under his thumb when he places his hand at the base of my neck. Slowly dragging it down the valley between my breasts, he continues until he finds my clit. I need to come, but I also don’t want this moment to end. As he alternates between circular movements and slight pinches, the pressure gets to be too much, and I know I can’t hold off much longer.
His palm comes in contact with my ass with a smack. It jolts me slightly forward, and he growls when my pussy clenches around him.
“Come for me like a good girl,” he commands, repeating the move, this time gripping my flesh harder. “Give it to me.”
Jaxon grips the back of my neck and pulls me to his mouth, sealing our lips together. He swallows every one of my moans as the orgasm rips through me.
He groans with a few more deep thrusts, following me over the edge and spilling into his condom.
Both of our breaths are harsh.
“I thought you wanted to see my face,” I tease.
“You’re right. Guess we’ll just have to do that again.”