Our Way

I slide two fingers in, and he inhales sharply as his eyes flutter closed.

“Fuck yourself.” He slides his jeans and boxers down his legs.

His cock is rock hard as it hangs heavily between his legs. Thick veins run down its length, and its head is engorged and a beautiful shade of dark pink.

Ready to fuck.

Spurred on by the sight, I begin to work my sex. My legs are open, and fucking hell, I’m going to come without him laying a finger on me.

“That’s it, baby. Harder.” He hisses.

He takes his cock in his hand and begins to stroke himself. I can see all the muscles in his shoulders and chest as he works himself, and my back arches off the bed.

He jerks himself hard as I watch on in awe, and pre-ejaculate drips from his end. He leans over me and smears it across my lips.

I go to take him in my mouth, and he pulls away from me.

“My turn.” He drops between my legs and spreads them wide. He kisses my sex softly, and his thick tongue darts out and licks me, making me buck beneath him.

Dear God.

“Oh, I’ve missed Tiny,” he purrs, and I smile goofily at the ceiling. He spreads me with his fingers and licks me again. Before long, he is eating me deep, using long, hard licks where his tongue flutters deep within me.

I shudder as he holds my legs back and begins to eat me with his whole face. His whiskers, his nose, his lips… he’s all in, as if branding himself with my scent.

The sensation is just too much, and I shudder. He bites my clit and I cry out as an orgasm rips through me. “Ah!” I whimper.

He takes his time and licks me more, cleaning me up. Now it’s deeper, more sensual, and his eyes are closed. This feels so intimate.

I’ve missed him.

I forgot what it felt like to be worshipped, and I scrunch the sheets beneath as my legs hang in the air.

“Nathan,” I pant.

His eyes open, this time they are dark. With his eyes locked on mine, he nibbles my clit as my arousal begins to build again.

“Nathan!” I beg. “Fuck me!”

He smiles against my sex. He’s loving this even more than I am.

He stands and rolls a condom on, and then he comes over me. He lifts my legs and puts them over his shoulders. Oh shit.

“Careful,” I whimper.

“Your body loves my cock, Eliza. She sucks him in.”

He pushes forward, nailing me to the mattress, and I whimper beneath him. “Easy,” I beg.

He stays still, and my sex ripples around him as she adjusts to his size. Fuck, he’s a big man.

“Kiss me,” I breathe.

His eyes close and his lips take mine as we both get lost in the moment.

Our kiss is deep, passionate, and everything that we’ve missed about each over the last six months.

This is it. This is what I’ve missed. This feeling that no one else has ever given me.