world laying underneath you looking at you with such lustful, heavy eyes that they alone can make you melt.
“Baby, I need to be inside of you,” he moans. “Take off that dress of yours and come crawl on my dick. It’s been too fucking long since I’ve been inside of you.”
His words send a flood of warmth to my lower stomach. I break our kiss, and I quickly remove my dress and panties. I unbutton his pants discovering that he’s going commando. His erection’s ready and waiting for me, and only me. He’s mine and not the world’s, and I love it.
“Where’re the condoms?” I ask while I begin to slide my hand up and down his long, gorgeous penis.
He sighs and rolls his eyes showing me his discontent. I ignore him and wait for his answer. “There’s one in my wallet,” he sighs.
I scramble off the bed and grab his wallet which is sitting on the bedside table. I find a condom and rip the package open with my teeth. I carefully roll it on him and climb back on top of his hips.
“Sit up, Colin,” I instruct. “I want to be able to kiss you while we make love.”
Just my words make his eyes roll back in his head. “That’s the sexist thing that I’ve ever heard, baby,” he moans.
His back’s against the headboard of the bed. I quickly remove his shirt and my bra so we are both completely naked. I reach behind me, grab his erection, and slowly lower myself on to it until I’ve completely taken him.
I lean forward and capture his mouth while I begin my slow, passionate dance with him inside of me. His arms squeeze me tightly to him, both of us lost in the moment. We aren’t thinking about bitter ex-girlfriends or media attention. It’s just Colin and I doing what we do best, showing each other how much we love each other.
I may be on top of Colin, and I might be the one that’s riding him, but I know that without a doubt he’s just letting me win this time. He enjoys me taking charge and making love to him, but he’ll never let me ultimately have my way with him. He’s too competitive – even in the bedroom.
The pressure’s building and I know that I can’t continue this pace much longer. I need relief. I break our kiss as I continue my dance on his erection and breathe, “I’m going to come.”
He reaches up and tucks the long strands of my hair behind my ears. “It’s okay, baby. Let me hear how good it feels.”
I arch my back putting my hands on his thighs. His strong fingers pinch my very taunt nipples. I scream out, “Colin… Colin… stop.” It’s too much. He lets go of one nipple and flicks my clit. I feel like I’m going to explode as he sends me over the edge. I erupt in a release that’s so powerful that I collapse on top of him.
I lie there for what feels like an eternity. Colin continually strokes my back as I gently return to earth. He rolls me off of him not breaking our contact.
“Did that feel good, baby?” he asks so sweetly.
I smile back lazily at him, “Perfection.”
He starts gently moving again inside of me. “You feel so good, and it’s been so long. I’m not going to last long.”
“It’s okay, just use me to make yourself come.” Apparently that’s the permission that he needs because he begins a delicious assault on my body.
“All I’ve thought about since I put you on the plane to Houston was being inside of you again. I’ve thought about your gorgeous breasts that fit perfectly in my hands.” He squeezes my breasts showing me just how perfectly he can hold them as he slides in and out of me.
“I’ve thought about your perfect fucking mouth and how much I like to fuck it with my tongue and my dick. Most of all, Charlie, I’ve thought about you. Holding you. Kissing your neck. Touching your gorgeous skin. Your fucking skin makes me hard.”
He stops talking for a second, and I watch him get lost in his own rhythm of riding me. He throws his head back and his face and eyes contort into an almost painful expression as he finds
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