I laugh, pulling back as I take her hands in mine, lifting her arms above her head and pinning them there as I hover over her. “Has anyone ever told you, you’re bossy?” I ask, my eyes raking over her body as it lies naked beneath me.
“No,” she says, biting her bottom lip.
I shake my head, laughing. “You’re so full of shit,” I whisper, lips brushing against hers.
“No, I’m not,” she says, pouting.
“Yes,” I say, biting her bottom lip this time. “You are. But don’t worry, I think it’s kinda cute,” I add, before covering her mouth with mine, and silencing anymore of her protests.
I kiss my way along her jaw, nibbling her earlobe before making my way down her body, along her collarbone, between her breasts, over her hipbone and between her thighs.
“Will,” she moans, fingers sliding into my hair as though to guide me back up to her.
“Shhh,” I murmur, not moving as I brush my mouth against her. I curl my hands under her thighs, pulling her closer as I start to tease her with my lips, my tongue. Ellen moans, her fingers tightening in my hair as she lifts her hips, pushing herself against me. I can’t stop the smile, even as I continue to taste her, at how impatient she is.
Sliding a finger inside her, I feel her body tense, her thighs as they clench around me and she groans again. I add a second finger, slowly sliding them both in and out as I continue to tease and taste her with my mouth.
“Oh god,” she says. “Oh fuck, I’m…I’m…”
And then I feel it, her body as it arches off the bed and she comes against me. I ride it out for her, watching her as she comes against me a second time before I slide my fingers out of her, stopping only to grab a condom from the drawer in my side table.
“Shit,” Ellen breathes, her chest heaving as she struggles to take in air. “That was, that…was…”
I grin, leaning in to kiss her. “Amazing,” I say, finishing her sentence.
“Yeah,” she breathes out. “It…it was,” she adds, pushing me off her.
I fall onto my back, watch as she grabs the condom from my hand and rips the packet open. She fumbles a little, getting it on, making me wonder how many times she’s done this. But before I have a chance to ask, she’s straddling my hips, my dick in her hand as she positions me and slowly lowers herself.
“Oh fuck, god, yes,” I groan.
Ellen stares down at me, a smile on her face, hands planted on my chest as she lifts herself up and repeats the move.
“Oh god,” I breathe. “Do that again, please.”
Her smile widens. “Now who’s the impatient one?” she asks, not moving.
I grin up at her, my hands moving to her hips. “Can you blame me?” I ask, fingers tightening as I guide her, and she slowly starts to ride me.
I don’t know how long we fuck for, but it feels like forever and not long enough. I watch her the whole time, her body as she moves against me, my hands as they move all over her skin.
She’s only the fourth girl I’ve ever slept with but fuck me if none of those previous attempts had anything on this.
Eventually, I know I’m not going to last much longer, and wanting to watch her come apart again, I move my hand to where we’re joined, my thumb finding that sweet spot my tongue was teasing earlier. The spot that has Ellen’s head falling back and a low curse falling from her lips.
I circle my thumb, working her, pushing her closer and closer, all the while she continues to ride me.
“Oh fuck, Ellen,” I say, pushing my hips up to meet hers, our bodies moving with a rapid urgency now.
“Yes, yes,” she cries and then it happens, we both come hard, our bodies exploding with release as I thrust up into her one last time.
“Holy fuck,” she says as she collapses on my chest, her now dry hair falling onto my face.
I brush it back, my heart pounding beneath her as I struggle to take in enough air. “You okay?” I finally manage to get out.
“God yes,” she says, her mouth against my skin.
I chuckle. “Yeah, that was pretty damn amazing,” I tell her. “Even if I do say so myself.”