My man? I loved it.
 
 “Sorry. Hurry it up.”
 
 He shook his head, a sinful smirk playing on his full lips. “So bossy when you’re horny, Jay.” He took out a condom from his draw. The bastard tortured me by stroking his cock before rolling on the latex.
 
 Spit pooled in my mouth, but I kept myself in check, not letting it dribble down my chin. Talk about superhuman strength. Zander’s dick was something to behold. Not too long, just the right girth and a red, angry head.
 
 Mercy almighty, I could take him into my mouth and never let loose of him.
 
 “I see you, Jay. Such a naughty vixen. You can suck my dick another time.”
 
 My face flamed hot like a fireball candy searing my tongue. I dropped my head, utterly embarrassed he’d caught me.
 
 His hand connected with my ass cheek as he lined up behind me.
 
 I jumped and squeaked, more turned on than before.
 
 “Is my lovely wet for me?” His fingers brushed along my entrance. “Oh yeah, she fucking is.”
 
 The next thing I heard was him groaning. I peered over my shoulders, not feeling his fingers fondling me anymore. No wonder. They were in his mouth. He sucked them dry with his eyes closed.
 
 I was done.
 
 Clenching.
 
 Pulsing.
 
 Dripping for him.
 
 “Zander, please.” I pushed my bottom into him.
 
 “Please what, Jay?”