“So far, everything has made me happy.”
He laughed, and I felt a little self-conscious. Like I’d said something silly.
“All right, then.” He levered back on to his knees, sitting on his heels. He pulled my thighs over his thighs, settling his dick on my stomach. “Let’s start with this.”
His fingers slid through my folds, and then he brought them to his lips and sucked. My pussy clenched at the sight.
“Mmm. You taste so good, Brooke.” Then he held his dick, rubbing it through my pussy lips before settling at my entrance. “Ready?”
I nodded. I was well past ready and into desperate. He gripped my hips and pushed in, moving slowly, inch by inch.
“Your pussy is so fucking sweet,” he groaned as he pushed deeper and deeper. “So tight.”
I arched as need ramped up in my body. He withdrew and pushed in again.
“Touch your tits,” he commanded.
I wasn’t a stranger to touching myself, but I’d never done it in front of another person before.
“Tweak your nipples,” he said.
Feeling embarrassed but wanting to please him, I did as he asked. I pinched my nipples, making my pussy contract.
“Yes, fuck, that’s good,” he gasped. He continued to move in and out of me, each delicious slide pushing me up and up, closer to the sweet torture.
Then he withdrew, and I cried out in protest.
“Turn over, baby.” He maneuvered me over. “On all fours.”
Oh God, I thought as I realized what he was doing. A new flare of arousal shot through me.
“You okay?” he asked. “We can stop at any time.”
“I’m okay.” I leaned my ass back, my pussy seeking his dick again.
His hands caressed down my back and then gripped my ass. His dick found my entrance, and he pushed in again. He was always so big inside me that it was hard to believe he’d feel any different from this position, and yet, it did.
“Oh God,” I gasped as he withdrew and thrust in again.
“Okay?”
“Yes. More…faster,” I begged.
He fulfilled my request, thrusting in and out faster, his hips slapping into mine each time he filled me to the hilt.
“You like that, Brooke? You like me fucking you from behind?”
“Yes.” My head dropped down as the sweet sensation rolled over me each time he plunged in.
“Tell me. Tell me what you like.”
“I like you fucking me from behind.” My fingers gripped the sheets as the pleasure built, higher and higher.
“Are you going to come?”
“Yes.” I was there, teetering on the edge.
His hand slipped under me, and he used his fingers to rub my clit as he thrust in hard.