“I feel pretty good right now,” she says, pressing her mouth to mine, kissing me deeply.
When our lips part and she circles her tongue with mine, I could fucking cream my jeans right then. I’m so damn hard and ready. I’ve been waiting for this woman. And now she is here.
"I'm glad you feel good,” I murmur in her ear. “That's what I want to hear."
"You know what could make me feel even better?" she asks, running her fingers through my hair. My hand is under her shirt, twisting her nipples teasingly.
"What?" I ask, my mouth on her ear.
"I want you to touch all of me. I want your hands all over my skin. I've been thinking about it since the moment we met."
"Have you?" I growl. "Because that's exactly what's been on my mind."
She smiles. "You've been imagining touching me?"
I nod, "Yeah. The thought of you had me so hard, I swear I was going to fucking lose it just now before you got here, when I was in the shower."
"Did you," she asks with bated breath, "did you touch yourself thinking of me?"
"I started to," I admit, "but then I stopped, turned the cold water on."
Her eyes widen. "Really?"
I nod, "Yeah, really. I wanted to wait. I wanted you to be the one to get me off."
She swallows. "That's so fucking hot, Major."
"Not as hot as you," I say.
"You're only in a towel," she says, "and I feel like it's starting to slip." She tugs at the waistband of the towel, forcing it to fall off.
I chuckle. "I don't know if this is fair," I say. I stand at the edge of the bed. She looks me up and down. I'm completely naked in front of her, my cock hard and ready. "You're fully dressed and I'm in nothing at all."
She crawls to the end of the bed, looking at me. "You're right," she says. Her hands move to my chest, feeling my muscles. Her breath shallows. "It isn't fair, but the truth is I kind of like seeing you like this, your body so hard, primed, ready."
"Damn, girl. You're a tease, aren't you?"
She shakes her head. "No." She laughs, her head falling back. "I just was enjoying the view."
She's kneeling on my bed in front of me. She rises, lifting the hem of her tank top up over her head and then setting it aside. I run my hands over her back, unclasping her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
Her untethered tits are huge, perky, her nipples hard. I run my palms over them, pressing them together. I lower my mouth to her breasts, burying my face between them just like I imagined last night. I run my tongue over her nipple, sucking it, as she runs her hands through my hair.
"Oh God," she says, "that feels so good. Oh my God. I'm so wet for you."
I look at her adoringly. "Prove it," I say.
She grins. "You want me to prove how wet I am?"
I nod, "Yes, Molly. That's exactly what I want you to do."
She bites her bottom lip, her eyes locked on mine. Then she takes my hand and presses it to the top of her blue jeans. "See for yourself."
"Fuck, girl. I feel like I've died and gone to heaven."
She smiles. "That’s exactly what I was thinking."
I unbutton her jeans, pull the zipper down and then tug the jeans past her hips, seeing that she's wearing a black thong. "Fuck," I groan.
After I ease her back down on the bed, I pull the jeans off, taking her in, naked except for that teeny, tiny thong.
"What do you think?" she asks, dropping open her legs, her knees falling to the bed. She runs my hand over the fabric covering her pussy. "See, I'm wet for you, Major. So, so wet. For you."
"Fuck," I groan. I push her panties aside so I can look at her pink pussy, see how wet she is. Unable to restrain myself, I rip that thong right off of her and she squeals in surprise and delight. "Fuck, you're making me wild. You know that? I want to suck your cunt so damn bad. I want to lick you up and down until you're dripping for me and screaming my name. I want you to come against my mouth and then I want you to do it all over again."
"Don't make me wait," she pants, "give me what you want. Do it to me now. I'm so spun up. I'm so horny for you. You have no idea."
I run my hand over her bare cunt. "Oh, I think I have an idea," I say, teasing her folds open, touching her as I lower to my knees, dragging her hips to the edge of my bed so I can begin to devour her. I run my tongue up and down her sweet, slick slit. It's delicious, creamy, and so damn wet.