She scoots down and focuses on my lower back and hips. “You’re tight here,” she whispers, following lines of pain and tension I didn’t even know I had. “Relax. Breathe in for me. One, two, three. Breathe out.”
It’s like my lungs operate under her orders or something. My body follows along with her soft instructions.
“That’s it.” She slides lower, digging her fingers into my ass and thighs. “I’ve never been so turned on by a man’s legs before,” she murmurs.
“Oh yeah?” I lift on one arm and turn to watch her.
“Eyes forward, Grayson,” she scolds playfully.
Laughing, I rest my head again, almost falling asleep as she continues the full-body rub.
“Turn over, please?” Her weight lifts off my lower body and she settles next to me.
Groggy, almost in a dreamlike state, I turn onto my back and stretch my arms over my head.
She gasps. “Oh.”
Soft, slippery fingers wrap around my cock and squeeze.
I open one eye. “Couldn’t help it.”
“I’m not complaining.” She holds my gaze while slowly stroking her hand up and down.
My eye closes again. Everything she does feels so fucking amazing. I reach for her, resting my hand on her knee, rubbing my thumb over her satin skin.
She shifts. The warm, wet heat of her mouth closes around my cock.
“Ahh, fuck,” I groan and stretch again, my whole body shuddering with pleasure.
“Mm-hmm,” she hums, the vibration singing through my veins.
“Serena.”
Without taking her mouth off me, she crawls between my thighs. One of her hands follows the path of her mouth, slicking her saliva all over my shaft.
“Fuck.” Opening my eyes is a mistake. One look at her flicking her tongue over me then sucking deep has my body coiled tight, ready to blow. So warm, wet, and perfect.
“Serena,” I urge, running my fingers over her arm. “Get on top of me.”
She pulls off with a pop but keeps rubbing her hand up and down.
“Come on.” I’m panting and wave toward the floor. “Condom. In my jeans.”
Keeping one hand on my dick, she leans over the side of the bed and snags my pants.
“I’m not gonna go soft,” I say. “You can let go.”
She laughs softly and rips into the condom. Carefully she slides it on, and fuck, she even makes that a sensual experience.
I push my hand between her legs, finding the thin strip of her underwear. “Fuck, you’re wet.” I slide the material to the side and slip two fingers inside her.
She gasps and stops moving, squeezing her eyes shut. My thumb strays to her clit, and she bites her lip. Her hand squeezes my cock.
“Ladies first.” I work my fingers faster. “Come for me like this and I’ll let you have my dick.”
“Oh, God.” She gasps and rocks her hips into my hand. Hard, quick movements.
“That’s it.” Christ, I want her wrapped around me so fucking bad. A few seconds later, she shudders against my hand, pulsing and squeezing my fingers.
She’s still whimpering as I guide her over me. “That’s it.” I hold her panties to the side and flex my hips, filling her with one hard thrust.
“Gray.” Her eyes open.
“Right here.” I rest my hands on her shoulders, pushing her down while thrusting up.
“Oh my God.” Her body quivers.
“Get that bra off.” I tug at the straps.
Laughing, she reaches behind her to undo the clasp and tosses it aside.
“That’s better.” I cup her breasts, playing with her nipples, tugging, watching her face to see what she likes better. “Ride my cock, buttercup.”
My entire world narrows to the sight of her moving on top of me. Raising and lowering herself. Rocking back and forth. Testing every variation of what feels good. Juices coating my thighs. So hot and slick.
“Gray.” She reaches for me and I take her hands, holding her as she rocks faster, bucking her hips, completely wild.
“So beautiful, Serena. Come again for me.”
“Oh.” She squeezes her eyes shut and slips one of her hands free, pressing it to her chest. Pink circles her neck and climbs all the way to her cheeks. “I’m going to. I am.”
“Good.” I grip her hips, feeling how hard she’s chasing release. Finally, she clenches around me and moans, working hard to maintain a steady rhythm. I clench my teeth, impossibly close to blowing.
“I’m coming,” she chants.
Molten lava races down my spine, and I can’t hold out. My vision fades. Sounds narrow to only our breaths as I explode.
I’m floating for a few seconds, completely lost. “Fuck.”
She falls against my body, and I wrap my arms around her. Our sweaty skin slides together. My brain blinks into functioning mode again, and I turn to kiss her forehead. “I couldn’t hold out anymore, woman.”
She giggles softly, and scrapes her teeth against my nipple. “The timing was splendid.”
I’ve never been so content. “That’s the first and best massage I’ve ever had.”
“How do you know it’s the best if it’s the first?” she teases, lifting her head to smile at me.