I get on the bed behind her and lower my head to lick over her clit, getting her ready, but she’s already wet and ready for me. I still lick her up anyway, loving the taste of her and the feel of her squirming against my tongue.
She moans and squeezed her breasts again, and I give them a good feel too. I want to suck them, but I’m at bursting point. I don’t want to embarrass myself when I haven’t started to do much yet.
I straighten up and take hold of her curvy hips, then plunge into her heat. It jolts her body forward, and she gasps but takes me. I start to fuck her and allow my body to guide me, losing control so I can feel the thrill of having her all to myself.
As she moans and writhes against my thrusts, my eyes catch sight of her tight little asshole. The other night, I wanted to take her there, but I thought it might be too much, so I didn’t. The same feeling comes over me now as I own her perfect body.
I’m about to blow my load, but fuck, the thought of coming in her ass makes me hold it and garner some control.
I slow my pumps and rub my fingers over the tight rosette. She gasps and glances over her shoulder at me.
“Let me back in here, baby. Remember how you used to like it?” I sound desperate, and the eager look that flares up within her eyes tells me she wants it. She wants me.
“Yes.”
“Can I take you there?”
“Yes, I want you to.”
Perfect, just fucking perfect. I pull out of her and move to the nightstand to get some lube. The good thing about being in a suite in a sex club is that they have everything you need.
My damn cock is throbbing so hard to get inside her ass that the sight of the lube makes me ache.
I pop the lid open, take out a good helping, and smear it over her little rosette. I slide one finger inside, and she starts moaning that deep moan of pleasure that gets me worked up.
Having her like this is something I’ll never forget. I’m about to claim another piece of her, and it makes me realize once again how much I want every part of her.
I smear some lube over my cock, then guide myself to her entrance.
She sucks in a sharp breath when I push in, and as much as I want to plunge deep in and fuck her perfect ass, I control my movements. I don’t want to hurt her.
I inch in until I feel her walls adjust to take me, then I start pumping into her. Her passage is so tight it grips my cock like a vice. I know she feels the pleasure too. Not like me though. The tightness and the pleasure I feel make me lose my mind, and I start rutting into her. I know I won’t last. As I come inside her, all my energy drains from me. It just seeps out, leaving nothing but the rush of wildfire that cascades over my body.
Her hands give, and she crumbles onto the bed, pulling away from me.
My first thought is that I hurt her, but the satisfied, dreamy smile on her face puts my mind at ease.
I lie next to her and pull her into my arms. She shuffles to face me and rests her head on my chest.
“Baby, are you okay?” I ask her anyway.
“Yes, would it be weird if I said I’m drunk on pleasure?”
I kiss the top of her head and smile.
“No, it wouldn’t be weird.”
She lifts her head and looks up at me, her eyes pleading. The look catches my attention. I catch her face and run my fingers over the silky skin of her face.
“What are you thinking, baby?”
“I want this with you.” she replies.
“Me too,” I answer wanting her more than I ever have.
* * *
“My God, this guy here looks like my friend Paul. Haven’t seen him in nearly three weeks though.” James laughs as I walk through his door.