Heart Shaped Spotlight

Her lusty glance shocked me. "Why don't you touch me, and ask my body how it's feeling?"

I knew that Trisha’s anxiety came and went in different situations. Watching her become so outgoing when she was naked was a thrill I never would have expected.

Kissing her softly, I adored the way her curvy body clung to mine. Slipping my hand between her legs, she spread open. Within seconds my fingertips became wet from circling her soft pussy lips. As I slid inside, she moaned so sweetly that I felt my cock lurch.

I felt her grin against my lips, then she launched herself over me, reaching out to the far bedside table to hand me a condom.

My hand was almost shaking as I wrapped myself, staring at her perfect breasts as she straddled me. Her rosy nipples were tightened into peaks. The second my hands were free, I pulled her to me, sucking as much of her breast into my mouth as I could.

Her hands wandered restlessly around my stomach, then as I switched to suck on her other nipple, she gave me a saucy glance, gripping the base of my cock and stroking me slowly.

Lifting her hips, she grabbed my shaft gently, rubbing the tip back and forth along her entrance. Watching her take hold of me made my blood boil with the knowledge that her body was craving mine. We both gasped as the head of my cock slipped inside her.

"Is this okay?" she breathed.

Damn, I loved that she was taking control. "Baby, you can do anything to me," I grinned.

Slowly spreading her knees wider, she moaned as she sank lower. I thought I was going to explode as she reached down to spread her labia, grinding her clit against the base of my shaft as soon as she was low enough.

Trisha was almost still for a moment, slightly shifting and wriggling as she seemed to be exploring the pressure points of my thickness inside her. Letting my head fall back against the pillow, I gripped her outer thighs, thrusting up into her gently.

"Oh my fucking god," she murmured. "This is unbelievable."

I knew I'd always been obsessed with Trisha, but now my all-consuming need for her was uncontrollable. I'd always known that our physical chemistry would be perfect, but we were both so wired we could barely breathe.

Her palms landed on my chest, pushing my necklaces out of the way as she leaned forward, rocking her hips as she moved my length inside her hot wetness.

"That's it, baby. Use me,” I half laughed, but was cut off by my own groan as she bounced up and down several times.

She seemed absolutely lost in sensation, her eyes unfocused, her hips beginning to buck wildly. I couldn't stop my fingers from digging into her ass as I gripped her hard, my hips pumping up against hers.

"Yes," she whispered, looking down at me with a mixture of surprise and raw desire.

Leaning forward a bit more, she ground against me hard as a shudder ran thro

ugh her. Gripping the back of her hair, I pulled her ear to my lips. "Trisha, are you going to ride me until you come?"

She nodded slightly, her hand winding behind my neck as she gripped my waist with the other, working our bodies together in a smooth, undulating rhythm.

"Nate," she choked, "Yes…"

She bore down harder, her unrelenting pace driving me positively insane. My gorgeous girl was fucking me. Riding me. Using my body for her own pleasure. It was the hottest thing in the damn universe.

Trisha's body began to thrash slightly as she started to climax. Her open-mouthed kiss was dirty and wild, her hips slapping against mine as her inner walls began to convulse around me.

Hearing her scream my name as her body shook over mine released some primal, predator instinct deep within me. Holding her tight, I took over completely, pounding up into her as she came. My deep thrusts were almost violent as I growled into her mouth, “Feel that, baby? You're mine. All mine."

The second I heard her squeal, “Yes, yours," I nearly lost my mind, feeling my deep spasms inside her as I came so hard I saw streaks of light. She collapsed on top of me, boneless, as our labored breath filled the room.

“I’m sorry, baby,” I panted, “Was that too much?”

Her head shook against me. “No. Unexpected, but amazing.”

With Trisha's body curled into mine, I didn't want to get out of bed until the end of time. But I knew that if I didn't have a coffee soon, I would probably get a headache. I snuggled her for several minutes, then gently rolled her off me.

"Would you like some coffee, or tea?" I asked.

"Are you ordering, or are you going to risk the little machine?" she giggled.