Fuck.
Presley was made for me.
I know this deep in my soul.
There’s not another woman on Earth I’m interested in.
No one comes close to her.
“Jett… fuck…” She’s panting as she fucks me.
So fucking sexy.
She sits up and leans back a little, slowing her movements. I’m transfixed as I watch her tits bounce, and when she alters her position and squeezes her pussy around me while she takes me in deeper, I’m sure I just hit heaven. She’s taken hold of all my senses and I’m completely under her spell.
I love the slow, deep pace she sets. She works me to the edge and just as I’m about to come, she backs off. And then she begins the cycle all over again. It’s fucking ecstasy and I’m an addict. I’m not sure it can get much better until she changes her position again and starts to fuck me harder and faster. My eyes close as the pleasure circles through me. I want to keep them open. I want to watch her. But I’m a slave to the bliss she’s giving me and all I can do is let it take over.
She starts moaning and making the sexiest noises I’ve ever heard from her almost at the same time as my orgasm hits. It grips me hard and pulses through my body, shattering far and wide; there’s not one part of me that misses out on the pleasure. I open my eyes just as her pussy contracts around my dick and her body shudders. Her mouth forms a perfect ‘O’ and her eyes flutter open and shut while she comes.
A minute later, she shifts so she’s lying on top of me. I put one arm around her and smooth her hair back with my other hand. “I love you,” I murmur.
“I love you, too, baby,” she says breathlessly.
We lie quietly for a while, letting the pleasure subside, and then she leaves me to go to the bathroom. When she comes back, she snuggles next to me with her head on my chest.
“I was supposed to fly to New Zealand today,” I say, not caring one bit that I’m not going to make that flight. I would choose being with Presley over going to New Zealand any time.
Lifting her head, she asks, “For work?”
“No, we’re taking a break. I was going by myself to try and clear my head.”
She frowns and props herself up on her elbow so she can look at me. “How long are you on a break for?”
I twirl her hair between my fingers, loving this time with her. “Indefinitely. Van called a time out and he isn’t sure if he’ll be back.”
Her frown deepens. “Are you not freaking the fuck out over this? I thought with your shares and everything, this would worry you.”
I smile, a sense of peace settling in my gut. “Yeah, I’m a little freaked out. But I’m dancing in the rain, remember? And I’m dancing with you, so that makes me the happiest man on Earth.”
A smile slowly spreads across her face and she shifts to lean on my chest, her eyes focused on mine. “I’m liking this new Jett Vaughn. A lot.”
“Only liking?” I tease.
“I said a lot.”
I smack her on the ass and shift her so she’s on her back and I’m on top of her. Pushing my dick against her, I say, “I better pick up my game if you’re only liking me. Give me the day and I’ll have that moved up to a love.”
She puts her arms around me. “You can have the day. Hell, you can have the year.”
“Only the year?”
She rolls her eyes. “You’re a push
y bastard, aren’t you? Always demanding more.”
I chuckle and drop a kiss on her lips. “So what have you got planned for the next few months?”
“Well, if you didn’t come back to me, I was going to go travelling, but now that you’re here, I’m not sure.”