I force my eyes to focus and watch as Wren grinds against me. Color rushes to my cheeks as my own pleasure heightens. I grit my teeth together, trying not to take control.
“You’re driving me crazy,” I grunt.
“Yeah?” she breathes. “Would this help?”
Before I can react, Wren brings her nipple to my mouth, and I take it instantly. “Fuck, yes.”
Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her close while cherishing her. Her peak hardens as I run my tongue over it, and when I suck on it? Wren’s curse echoes off the walls.
“Shit, right there. Yes, just like that.”
Her body tenses, and her chest rises and falls while she shifts. I nearly protest when she lifts her hips, but the words are stolen from my mouth. Wren sinks onto my length, and a series of low, guttural noises vibrate in my throat.
“Fuck,” she cries, shoving her face in the crook of my neck.
I tighten my arms around her as my jaw clenches.
So, fucking tight.
Our panting fills the space, and I don’t dare move a muscle. If I take control, I’ll come fast and hard. I want to see what Wren plans to do—I want to see these breasts bounce and suck on them while she rides me to completion.
Slowly, she raises her hips and slams back down. A tiny gasp leaves her lips as she holds onto me.
“Don’t move,” she commands, and I nod.
Her chest leaves mine, but I can’t complain because, damn, the sight is glorious. I look up at her as she stares down at me, grinding herself against my cock, and it’s intoxicating. The pressure from before builds again, and I pant while watching her.
“Talk to me,” she sighs. “How does this feel?”
“I— words—” I shake my head.
“That good?” She increases her speed. “How about this?”
Her walls tighten around me when she bounces, and I growl. “Wren, don’t stop.”
I try to straighten my posture, but she plants her hand against my pec and pushes me back, forcing me to sit still.
“You can’t help it, can you?” She smiles like a temptress. “Let me, Theo.”
“Just let me. . .” I scoot farther down and angle myself. If I just?—
Wren squeals and grips onto my shoulders. “Yes! Holy shit! Fuck, you’re too good.”
“There it is.” I bring my hand down on her ass, slapping it. “That’s my girl, fucking use me.”
I spread her cheeks as she bounces, and she doesn’t protest when I dig my fingertips into her and guide her movements. She’s so close, I just need her to come before?—
“Theo!” she screams. “Right there! Yes, yes, yes! Ahh!”
She rocks against me, slowly riding out her orgasm. I savor the way her legs shake and how her pussy tightens around me.
I don’t give her the chance to come down from her high. As she quivers around me, I raise my hips and thrust into her.
“Make me come, baby,” I whisper. “Come on, you can do it.”
“Theo,” she cries out. “Fuck me!”
“Shit,” I groan. “So fucking perfect.”