mouth. Bobbing my head up and down, letting his dick slide between my lips, gripping and squeezing the base.
“Fuck …” he growls through gritted teeth. “Keep doing that … and I’m gonna come.”
Well, we don’t want that, do we?
I give him one last suck and then let his dick slide from my mouth.
I reach for the condom and hand it to West. He tears open the wrapper and slides it down his dick with impressive speed.
Then, he lowers down to his knees on the floor, putting us face-to-face.
He lifts a hand, reaches out, and cups my chin. Then, he leans forward and kisses me. He slides his tongue into my mouth, and I taste myself on him from earlier. It’s such a turn-on.
His hands come to my hips, and he guides me forward, off the bed and onto his lap, so I’m straddling him.
Lips kiss along my jaw and nip my earlobe. “Ride me,” he whispers.
I rise up onto my knees and take his cock in my hand.
I press down, and the wide crown of his dick spreads me open.
I slowly lower myself onto him. He’s so damn big. Stretching and widening me. It’s a pleasure pain.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he grunts.
His jaw is clenched tight, eyes shut. He looks like he’s in actual pain.
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask him.
Please say no.
Gray eyes flick open and stare back at me. “Definitely fucking not.”
His hands grip my ass, and he guides me down the rest of him until I’m fully seated in his lap.
I take a moment to adjust to him. The way he’s filling me is delicious. But he’s all the way up in there, and my muscles are clenched around him.
“You okay?” he asks.
I smile at him. “I’m good. You?”
“I’ve wanted to be inside you since I laid eyes on you last night, so yeah, I’m fucking great.”
His admission sends my confidence soaring.
I bring my mouth to his and kiss him hard. Then, I place my hands on those broad, muscular shoulders of his and lift up. Then, I slam back down.
“Fuck yeah,” he grunts. “Keep going, babe. Fuck me hard.”
So, I do. I ride him hard and fast.
He has one hand on my ass and the other on my boob. Squeezing and tugging on my nipple, sending little jolts of pleasure straight to my clit.
Then, his hand wraps around my hair, and he tugs my head back. His mouth replaces where his hand just was, and he sucks and licks my nipple. My hands land back on his big thighs, putting me at a new angle, which feels incredible, as I continue to ride him.
The hand that was on my ass comes between us, and deft fingers rub over my wet clit.
I don’t think I’ve ever been as wet as I am right now.
He turns me on so fucking much.
With his fingers on me, it doesn’t take long before I feel that telltale tug in my lower belly, telling me that an orgasm is approaching.
“Keep … doing … that …” I pant. “And … I’ll … come.”
His head lifts, eyes meeting mine. “I don’t plan on stopping. Come for me, Dillon.”
He covers my mouth with his. His tongue licking my mouth, fucking me like his dick is, while his talented fingers coax my orgasm out of me.
“Fuck!” I cry, my head falling back as I start coming hard.
I thought the first orgasm was off the charts. This one beats the hell out of it.
My arms are trembling, and I can barely hold myself up. Sensing that, West wraps his hand around my back, holding me up as my body contracts around his.
Just as the orgasm is starting to recede, I’m moving. West stands, taking me with him. Then, we’re on the bed. His hard body over mine, he pins my arms over my head to the mattress and then starts to fuck me with abandon.
Jaw clenched, eyes bright with lust, hips slapping against me, he screws me into that mattress and looks like a fucking god while he does it.
“Dillon! Fuck!” he yells. “I’m coming!”
His hips start to jerk against mine, and then I feel his cock pulse inside me as he starts coming.
When he’s finished, he falls on top of me. His breathing is heavy. I slide my hands from his and press them to his back, holding him.
Lips press a soft kiss against my shoulder. My skin tingles at the contact.
“That was …” I breathe.
“Fucking amazing.” West lifts his head and rests up