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He maneuvered on the bench until he was on his back. I was surprised at how stealthily his big frame managed to do it considering the bench was barely as wide as his shoulders and his back had to have been on fire. But then again, I shouldn’t have been.
I retrieved a condom from the table next to the door.
His cock was standing tall and proud, ready for me to climb on top of it. And I was ready to feel him stretch me and fill me up.
With slow fingers, I rolled the condom down his length and wasted no time mounting him. I was wet and ready for him but I didn’t rush it.
With my hands braced on his chest, I sunk down all the way. We both let out a satisfied noise once I was fully seated.
His hands reached behind his head and gripped the edge of the bench. This was our silent rule— or mine, I guess. He didn’t touch me. I never let him. We were at the point that I didn’t need to restrain him or tell him to keep his arms where they were.
But I had decided that was going to change tonight.
He restrained himself for me, and I knew it. Because I didn’t like to have people touching me. Especially at times like this.
My hips rocked and writhed while I rode him. I set the pace and he watched me.
I liked his eyes on me. It made me think that maybe I’d like other things on me as well.
His eyes went wide as I lean down. My lips brushed against his but he stayed completely still.
My hips stayed locked against his, keeping him fully seated inside of me. As I circled my hard clit into him, a tiny moan rushed out of my mouth.
I was hesitating and I couldn’t even lie to myself about it.
With one last breath of courage, I lowered my lips onto his.
He kissed me back, his lips quickly taking control. It was the thing I wanted right now. Maybe I even needed him to be the one to have control.
His legs spread wide, I felt the movement and I didn’t hesitate to hook my heeled feet over his knees. I began to move again, my hips slamming down on him faster and faster.
“Touch me,” I whimpered out as I broke away from his lips for a fraction of a second.
He stiffened. I didn’t miss it. But I quickly used my mouth to bring him back into the moment.
My body jerked as his massive hands went to my ass, slapping down hard on my bared cheeks. The sting shot through my body and I rocked my hips even harder against him trying to get some friction against my throbbing clit.
His abs tightened as his body folded forward. My fingers dug into his shoulders so hard that I was sure I’d leave marks. That was usually my plan after all, but this felt different. I held on to him and he held onto me.
The level of intensity seemed to rocket like it had never had before.
His name softly clawed its way out of my throat.
“Yeah, Pet,” he said as a response to my unsaid questions and demands.
I moaned as his hands went to my hips. He didn’t control the movements but with him dragging me back down, I felt him even deeper.
“Love my cock, don’t you?”
My bottom lip got trapped between my teeth and I bit down until I tasted blood. The smirk on his face was almost enough to have me standing up and walking away. With anyone else, I probably would have. I’d have left without a care that neither one of us had gotten off.
But I couldn’t stop, no matter what my head was screaming at me.
“Shit,” he said through clenched teeth. Even though I was looking at his face, I didn’t need to see his expression to know that he was close. And I didn’t need to tell him to hold back because I knew he would.
I felt his fingers in my hair, gripping the pulled up strands tightly at the crown on my head. Then his lips were on mine again as his hips flexed and he pumped up into me even harder.
My moans were muffled and strangled. My core tightened and a moment later, I came so hard I was dizzy.
