I shudder against the wall, against him, fucking myself on his strong, long fingers as I come and come, moaning in his mouth.
Holy shit. Every time is better, every time—
I shake as he drags his fingers out of me slowly, teasingly, making me clench again.
“Matt…” My voice is strangled and hoarse as if I’d been screaming.
He lifts the fingers that were inside me and locks his gaze with mine as he licks them, his eyes darkening. “Sweet,” he whispers, his voice husky like hell.
That’s so hot.
“I want…” I swallow hard.
“What do you want, sweets?” He runs the fingers he just cleaned with his lips and tongue over my throat, down my chest, between my breasts, tugging the fabric down. “Tell me, because otherwise I’ll just fuck you into the wall, fast and dirty.”
I swallow again. My mouth is dry. “The kids…”
“Like I said, fast.” He tugs the fabric lower, revealing my bra. “And tonight… tonight we can take it slow. I want to put my mouth on your tits, on your pussy, fuck you with my tongue, and then with my dick, again and again, until you come, screaming.”
“Scream? But—”
“I’ll gag you. I’ll put my hand over your mouth.” He leans in, whispers in my ear, “Or maybe, if you get loud, I’ll just put my cock in your mouth to keep you quiet, how about that?”
Fire licks at my cheeks, but also my insides, and I moan helplessly. “Oh God, yes.”
“You like that, huh?” He licks a strip down my throat, bites at my shoulder, everything he does lighting me up all over again, my pussy wet and clenching on nothing. “You ever gone down on a guy before?”
I shake my head, shivering when his hand cups and kneads my breast, playing with my stiff nipple.
“You’ve been a good little girl. But you’re a woman now. And you’re mine.” His fingers squeeze my nipple to the point of pain and it’s a bolt of lust straight between my legs. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I whisper back, moaning and shaking, a toy in his hands. “I love being yours.”
“Fuck, you don’t know what you do to me.” He grunts, presses his body to mine, and the feel of his rock-hard erection inside his sweats makes me see stars. Never wanted anyone like this. “Need you now.”
I nod frantically and seconds later he’s tugging down my panties, letting them drop to the floor and I’m pulling down his sweats, impatient to have him naked and inside me.
Crap, he’s going commando, his thick cock swinging out, flushed and hard and wet. He steadies himself with a hand on the wall by my head as I stroke him, closing my fingers around the thick girth, loving how the silky skin slides over the hardness inside.
“Christ, you’re killing me,” he grinds out. “I always want you, always, every fucking hour of every fucking day and night. If you only knew…”
And I love how he’s babbling, nearly incoherent with desire, how much he says when he’s turned on, with his barriers torn down.
All the truths are here, between us, laid bare.
Pearly white fluid is spilling from the small slit on the tip of his cock, and I rub my thumb over it. He groans, thrusting into my hand, the powerful muscles in his thighs shifting. His cock swells more, until it barely fits in my hand, veined and huge and so sexy.
My mouth waters. I’m dying to taste him, lick his length, wrap my lips around the head, see if I can make him cry out and lose control.
But he puts his hand over mine and stops me. He pushes me back against the wall and scowls. “Fuck, condom.”
“Wait, I got one.” Gigi said she put one in my purse, didn’t she? I point at the purse, and he lifts it for me. I manage to tear my gaze away from his chiseled chest and hard cock for a moment to rummage until I locate the golden foil.
Trojan Magnum Bareskin.
Looks like my sis went the extra mile for me, the little brat. And jeez, she had big hopes for Adam’s cock. However, looking now at Matt’s, thank God she did. This is one big boy.
Matt grabs the foil from my hand, tears it open and pulls it on efficiently. Oh yes, it’s a perfect fit.