Without taking a breath, I reach for my cock and guide it to her entrance, my eyes still locked with hers. And when she sinks down on me, the warmth of her pussy sheaths my cock, causing the air to rush from my lungs. I’m assaulted by the pleasure of her smooth walls gripping me, her soft hands gliding over my chest as she takes me inside her body.
“Fuck, baby.” I reach for her head, pulling her mouth to mine and crushing our lips together.
Ellie starts moving her hips, rocking back and forth on my dick, and I groan low in my chest.
Somehow I manage to release her when she sits up. Her eyes are bright and clear as she stares back at me. I reach for her hips, never looking away from her. I want to see every emotion on her face. I want to know what she’s feeling, and the best way to do that is to read her expressions.
“Oh, God, Kingston… So good.”
I lift her hips, then lower her down on me again. Up, down. Up, down. I’m blinded by the intensity. The heat of her cunt, the desperation in her moans. She needs more, as do I, but this is pure fucking bliss and I never want it to end.
I try my best not to think about what happens after this. What tomorrow might bring. What damage might be done to our relationship if Bianca’s dad comes back in the picture. None of that should matter right now. The only thing I should be focused on is the heaven of her body.
“Make love to me, Kingston.”
Something tightens in my chest. Perhaps it’s the culmination of all the powerful emotions I feel for this woman. Whatever it is, I’m lost to it. Lost to her.
I pull myself back to the moment and focus on the slow grind of our bodies. I want to tell Ellie that I could spend the rest of my life right here, but I keep that to myself. Although I sense she might feel the same, I don’t know that for a fact.
Again, I don’t know what tomorrow might bring.
Her inner muscles tighten around my dick, drawing a loud growl from me. “Oh, yeah.” I focus on her face. “Just like that, Ellie. Milk my dick, baby.”
Ellie’s eyes close briefly, but then they open again, still fixed on my face.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” I whisper. “Ride my dick, baby. Take everything you need.”
She takes over, lifting and lowering, moaning as she does. While she seductively rolls her hips, I circle her clit with my thumb, applying just enough pressure to make her moan louder. Her pace is still slow. Too slow. I need more and I know she does, too.
Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her down to me once again as I buck my hips upward, driving deep inside her. I love her soft moans, the sharp inhales, the sweet taste of her tongue on mine.
“Oh, yes. Kingston … more…”
I give her more, holding her tight to me as I fuck her from underneath. Within seconds, I’m driving us both higher and higher. I know I won’t last. Without the barrier of the condom, the sensation is intense. I’m quickly losing it and I know I can’t stop until she comes, but I’m getting dangerously close.
Pressing my lips close to her ear, I lower my voice and mumble all the dirty things I can think of, knowing how much she enjoys that. “Such a sweet, tight pussy, Ell. I love the way you feel. Love the way your pussy grips my dick. I love…” you. I can’t tell her that part, but I desperately want to.
Another loud moan escapes her, and her fingernails dig into my shoulders as she holds on.
“I want you to come on my dick, Ellie. Then I want to come deep inside you.”
“Oh, God! Kingston!”
I feel her pussy tighten. She’s so close and she’s taking me with her. I quicken my thrusts, driving in deep as I tighten my grip around her. I never want to let this woman go.
“Come for me, Ellie,” I whisper, my words rough with emotion I hope she doesn’t notice.
“Yes… yes…”
I focus on how fucking good she feels against me, around me. I’m consumed by her in every imaginable way, and I know right then and there that this isn’t just sex. Maybe for her, but not for me.
Hell, it never was really about sex for me. Not with