He flips the coin and places it in his back pocket. I place his in the pouch. I want to keep it, to remember tonight. It’s one night and I won’t see him again, unless if I come back here, and who’s to say that he’ll want me like this again.
He takes the pouch from me and sets it on the floor, right by my feet. His gaze flicks up to meet mine, and a smile is in his eyes as he runs his fingers up my legs and up to my panties. I allow him to take them off me and I allow him to take off the negligee, leaving me naked. Everything gone but the heels.
“Those stay,” he says looking down the length of my body.
Being bold, I take charge and step closer to him, tugging on the edge of his shirt.
“You, I want these off too,” I say in a playful voice that sounds foreign to me.
He bends down to kiss me and I kiss him back, but he tugs on my bottom lip in a truly sexy way that makes me wet all over again for him.
Stepping back he reaches for his shirt and undoes the top buttons allowing him to lift the rest of it over his head.
I have to swallow again to stop myself from drooling when I see the masterpiece of a body he uncovers. Muscles on muscles greet me, inked with black tattoos artistically decorating the width of his chest.
All Japanese characters. There’s a lot and I can’t see some of the smaller ones on the edge of his hip. What I can see is enough to class his body as the one I want to always remember.
His lips arch and a wild smile dances across his mouth as he pulls a condom from his back pocket.
“I can use this, but I’m clean, you?”
The thought of having him inside me with no barriers sends a spiral of ecstasy through me.
“I’m clean, and on the pill,” I answer.
The condom pack floats to the floor, joining his shirt, and he undoes his belt buckle. It clinks as it falls away and he unzips his fly, allowing his pants to drift down his legs.
The massive bulge of his cock pressing against his boxers fascinates me and arouses me at the same time. He pushes his boxers down his legs and his cock springs free. It’s as massive as it looked pressed against the front of his boxers. Satisfaction washes over his face when he sees the way I look at him and he finishes taking off his clothes.
With a growl, he reaches for me and turns me to face the wall. Looking at the glass wall glow as I touch it and the water flow beneath my fingers adds to the thrill.
I look over my shoulders when he grabs my hips, lines his cock up against my pussy lips and plunges in.
That makes me gasp and snap my gaze back around to face the wall.
Holy hell, I didn’t think it would feel so good. I’m wet but he’s big and I’m so tight he fills me up completely.
“Fucking hell, Giselle, your pretty pussy is so tight,” he groans and starts pumping into me.
His cock pulses inside me as he pulls out a little and I cry out when he dives back in and starts fucking me.
He fucks me hard, pounding into me so hard my breasts bounce painfully against my chest and my hair falls forwards over my face.
Lifting my hips, I take him pound after pound as he owns my body, his cock searing into me with delicious heat. The scalding heat devours me and I’m left at his mercy. My mind isn’t here anymore and just when I’m about to go over the edge he stops. He just stops like earlier when he was fingering me.
He pulls out again and turns me around to face him. When he picks me up, I wrap my legs around him so my heels can dig into his back.
“Perfect,” he groans settling me back down on to his cock.
The instant he does, the exhilaration of the skin to skin contact takes me and he takes me too.
I’m there again, at the brink of orgasm.
“Josh I’m coming,” I cry.
“That’s okay baby, let me fuck you until you come.”
I hold on tight on to his shoulders as he fucks me. His pumps speed up, and I cling to him as he practically impales me with his cock. He fucks me harder and we both cry out.