Page 81 of Mr. February

Jenny’s giggle cut off abruptly when Wade flopped down on the couch and pulled her down on his lap. They were both still partly dressed, but the sensation of their bare legs rubbing together felt amazing.

Wade took advantage of Jenny’s gasp by latching onto her mouth again. As he explored her with his lips and tongue, his hands were busy. His fingers cupped her ass and squeezed. Jenny groaned into his mouth, so he did it again. In response, she pressed her chest into his and brought her body close enough to tease his cock.

The heat of her pussy was enough for pre-cum to leak onto his boxer briefs.

He used his grip on her ass to pull her closer so he could rub his cock against her eager pussy. They dry humped like teenagers and kissed for several heated minutes until Jenny pulled back. She shrugged out of her wrap sweater, which left her in a tiny pair of purple panties and a matching bra that made his mouth water.

“Holy fuck,” he breathed. “You’re going to kill me, but I’ll die happy.”

Jenny giggled as she reached back to unhook the clasp of her bra. At some point in the future, Wade wanted to undress her himself. Right now, though, all he could think about was getting his mouth on her luscious tits. Once her bra disappeared, he did exactly that.

With her balanced on his thighs, he used one hand on her back for support as he licked, sucked, nipped, and gently bit her sensitive nipples. Jenny expressed her enthusiasm with cries for more that egged him on. When he palmed her right breast and squeezed it, she broke.

“Please,” she begged. “I need you. Fuck me, please. I’ve never felt like this. I’m so empty, I ache. Please.”

Her voice cracked on the final please, and Wade knew the time had come.

Wade’s voice sounded strained as he said, “I’ve got what you need.”

Wade helped Jenny stand. She placed her hands on his shoulders for balance as they worked together to remove her thong. He shucked his boxer briefs and sat back down on the edge of the couch.

When he snatched up the condom and tore open the package, his cock twitched in excitement. Jenny watched carefully as he rolled it on.

Reading her expression correctly, he said, “Next time, you can help. But I’m too eager to be inside you right now.”

She let out a sigh of happiness as he leaned back and pulled her down onto his lap again. Her bare skin against his felt fucking amazing, and he reveled in it. His joy was short-lived when he saw her concerned expression, though.

“What’s the matter, baby?”

“I’m not very good at this.”

Wade couldn’t help the short laugh that burst out. He apologized immediately when her expression fell.

“Sweetheart, I’m sorry for laughing, but I don’t believe that for a minute. You are so sensitive and responsive—“

“But I don’t know what to do or how to move on top, and I don’t want you to be disappointed,” she wailed.

“First of all, there’s no way you could disappoint me. But second, you don’t have to do anything. If you want to just drape your luscious body on me and let me fuck you, I’ll probably come in about two minutes. I’m that excited already.”

Jenny looked at him with big eyes, hopeful and scared. For the millionth time, he wanted to kick the asses of the men who convinced her she wasn’t worthy.

“That wouldn’t be much fun for you,” he said, “and I want us both to have a good time. But that’s the beauty of this position. Hang on as I thrust into your tight body, or you can bounce up and down on my cock, or both. Mix it up, move around, or just hang on for the ride. I promise it’s going to be amazing. Okay?”

She nodded, and his heart swelled at the trust she placed in him.

His fingers returned to their familiar position on her ass, and he once again rubbed her against his erection. She gasped with surprise as her wetness left streaks along his cock.

“Oh,” she moaned as he teased her entrance with the head of his cock.

He slowly pushed in, intending to give her time to relax, when she sank down fully and enveloped his cock in her wet heat.

“God,” he groaned. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

She rose up and slammed back down on his cock again. His hands clenched the globes of her ass, and he used that to guide her up and down on his erection.

He wasn’t going to last long at this rate. His arousal was too high, and her sex appeal was unmatched. He maneuvered his right hand between their two bodies and rubbed her swollen clit. She immediately clenched more tightly around him.

“Sweet mother of God,” he cursed, “I’m not going to last long if you do that.”

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