Exhilaration built with the sound of his belt unlatching and the soft whoosh as his shorts dropped to the floor. I leaned forward on the coffee table and tipped my ass up.
"Take me," I demanded.
My cock was aching and tight, drooling precum onto the wood surface. I didn't want any prep. I wanted to feel the burn. Daniel knew me well enough to read my urgency.
Daniel popped the cap on the lube and made quick work of slicking himself up. His thick cockhead pressed against my tight hole. He grabbed one of my hips, his fingers digging in.
"Ready?"
"God, yes. Fuck me hard."
Daniel pressed into me in one slow steady motion. Fuck. Stars leapt behind my eyes, and I sucked in a breath as I adjusted. The searing pain felt so good.
Our bodies belonged together—joined.
I planted my hands on the table to brace myself. Daniel slipped back and slammed home, jostling me. Once. "Like that, baby? Is that what you want?"
I whimpered when he didn't move again. He wanted an answer.
"Yes. That ... please."
Daniel grunted, gripped my hips, and thrust into me again and again, pounding me until I couldn't keep quiet any longer. My throat opened, my voice filling the room.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me, baby! That's it! Harder! Fuck me!"
"Louder."
That I could do. There was no doubt the neighbours would hear me. The knowledge gave me a secret thrill as I shouted Daniel's name and yelled for him to fuck me harder.
My orgasm hit hard, wetness spattering one wrist, and left white streaks on my coffee table. Daniel grabbed my upper arms, his fingers almost painful on my biceps, to give himself more leverage, pumping his hips fast, and roared as he emptied his fat furry balls into me.
Once his body stilled, he collapsed to sit on the couch.
He clapped his hands on his lap, calling me to him. I untangled the manties from around my ankles and straddled his thighs. Fascinated, he brushed his fingers across the bralette.
"I like that you were wearing this all night while we were at your parents'."
"It upped my confidence."
Daniel used his fingernail to tease my nipple through the lace. "Made you feel good?"
I smiled down at him. "So good."
He gazed into my eyes. "I love everything about you."
"The skirt wasn't too much?"
"That skirt should be illegal. The way your panty-covered ass peeked out from beneath it …." He groaned and shifted. "Like I said … illegal."
"Maybe you can help me remove the lace—piece by piece."
"Mm … where to start."
I climbed off his lap and held out my hand to him. "If you're good, I'll let you undress me with your teeth." I grinned when he growled and leapt to his feet.
It was going to be a long night.
One of so many more to come.