as she pushed me deep inside her. Her hands gripped my boxers and yanked them farther down until they were gathered around my ankles. She closed her eyes and slathered me with saliva, soaked me so much, drops sprinkled on her dining room floor. Instead of giving me a quick round of foreplay so we could skip to the good part, she slowed down and took her time. She enjoyed it even more than I did.
And that made it the sexiest thing in the world.
Women wanted to please me to get my attention. Siena sucked my dick because she liked it, had nearly climaxed the last time she did it. Her nails dug into my muscled thighs, and she moaned even when my dick was so deep it might choke her.
Best head I’d ever received.
My hand dug into her hair, and I stared down at the woman beneath me, watched her ignore the discomfort of her knees because my dick was just so good. I’d fucked a lot of throats, but I’d never fucked one so amazing.
“You love my dick, baby?”
She pulled her mouth free and stroked me with her hand. A drop of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth and fell to the floor. “Yes. So much.” Her fingers caressed my balls, and she pushed my length back inside her throat.
It would be so easy for me to come inside her, to release my hot seed in the back of her throat so it could drip down into her belly. There was nothing I loved more than a good suck, gripping the back of their neck as I kept them in place to finish. But this woman was so good at everything that I wanted more. I wanted to come in her mouth, her pussy, and her ass all at the same time.
Too bad that wasn’t possible.
I pulled my dick out of her mouth and tried not to shove it back in when she made that disappointed face. “Up.”
She used my thighs as a ladder to pull herself up. Her jeans were undone, and her top was slightly bunched up from the way I’d gripped it earlier. When she was on her feet, she pulled her top over her head and stood in a lacy black bra, a push-up that highlighted the beauty of her naturally perky tits.
I’d seen a lot of tits in my life—but nothing compared to hers.
She pushed her jeans down and let them fall to the ground. What was left behind was a matching black thong.
I knew she wore the lingerie for her other date—but now I was the one who got to see it.
My hand slid up her back, and I undid her bra with a snap of my fingers. I yanked her thong down next, pushing it over her sexy hips so it could fall down to her ankles. Now that she was naked and painfully beautiful, I wanted to fuck her so hard it was a punishment. I wanted to reprimand her for bringing another man to the house. I wanted to torture her, thinking another man could fuck her as well as I could.
My body was eager to speed things up, but my lips slowed everything way down. My hands palmed her perfect tits, and I kissed her. My mouth moved achingly slowly, treasuring the softness of her lips and the way they gently moved against mine. Our breathing filled the quiet room, and the sun slowly disappeared over the horizon until we were left in the darkness. Only a few lights in the house kept the room illuminated.
I lifted her onto the dining table and dragged her ass over the edge. Her nipples were so hard they could sharpen a knife. Her voluptuous tits were paired with a slender rib cage, an hourglass frame that could put her on the cover of a dirty magazine. Her flat stomach led to a perfectly manicured pussy, nicely waxed and gorgeous. I’d already tasted her before, but now my cock just wanted to fuck her.
Fuck her so good.
I gathered her legs in my arms then pressed my cock inside her entrance, my large crown pressing through the tightness of her beautiful lips. My head could feel the moisture that was there, and that told me she’d wanted me to fuck her long before my dick was even in her mouth.
“What are you doing?” She propped herself on her elbow and pressed her hand against my stomach, her fingers hitting the thick