Fake Boyfriend - Miley Maine Page 0,71

morning, I’ll turn you over on your stomach, and I’ll spread your legs apart. And then I’ll push my cock inside. Then I’ll come inside your body, and you’ll remember it all day, while you work.

She moaned, arching her back to show off those perfect round breasts and I pulled at her nipples. Her hips were moving now, ready to be fucked. She wouldn’t have to wait long.

Having her hands on me, feeling the slide of skin on my cock without a condom was amazing. “I’m about to come,” I told her. “Speed up a little.” She picked up the pace and I pressed my hands flat against the shower wall and let go, erupting all over her hands. I leaned my forehead against the shower tile for a minute to catch my breath.

I straightened up. “Get rinsed off, because I’m about to carry you out of here and fuck you good,” I said. “And I’m going to be able to last a long time, enjoying your body, because you just got me off.” I pressed a hard kiss to her mouth and stepped out of the shower.

By the time I grabbed a towel and dried off, and then got a fresh one for Loren, my cock was already filling again. It wanted her, and it wanted her now.

I opened the shower door again to see her standing there, cheeks flushed, breaths coming fast, with a dazed look on her face. She liked getting fucked, and she didn’t try to hide it.

Tugging her into my arms, I wrung out her hair one more time, and wrapped it up in a hand towel as well as I could. Then I dried her body from top to bottom, pressing kisses against her every part that I dried.

I ran the towel over her hair one more time and then picked her up, bridal style, and carried her to the bed. “It’s not fancy like the hotel bed, but it’ll work.”

She sprawled out on the bed, stretching her limbs out in a languid way. I pressed her legs apart, leaning in to lick over her pussy. I was right. She was already soaking wet. “I like it that you get turned on,” I said.

She lifted her hips. “I’m so turned on. I’m ready,” she said.

“Patience,” I said. “We’ll get there.”

“Easy for you to say. You already had your turn.”

I laughed. “You’re right about that. I did have my turn, mostly so I could make sure you get to have a good time.” I pushed my finger into her soaking wet pussy, licking over her clit in a circle. She tasted amazing as always, and I licked over her pussy, tonguing at her inner folds as I worked my finger back and forth over her g-spot.

She moaned, shifting her hips around until I reached up and held them still. “Straighten your legs out,” I said. And she did, letting her legs go flat on the bed into a V shape. I’d read that this angle could change the sensation for a woman, so I wanted to see if it was true for Loren. Now that she was lying differently, I pushed my finger back inside her pussy. “How does that feel?” I asked.

“Different,” she said.

“In a good way?” I asked.

“Yes. It feels tighter.”

I added a second finger, and I flicked my tongue back and forth over her clit, while I curled my fingers against her g-spot. “Keep your legs flat,” I said, gently pressing down on her thighs with one hand.

“I’m close,” she said. “It’s almost like I can feel more sensation like this. More nerve endings. It’s more extreme.”

“That’s what I want to hear.” I sucked on her clit, and thrust my fingers in and out as she got wetter and wetter. “Come now,” I said.

She screamed, and her pussy began to pulse. I stopped moving my fingers and held them in place, letting her writhe, fucking herself on my fingers as her climax rolled through every part of her body.

Her head lolled to the side, but she fixed me with her gaze. “That was good,” she said. “Powerful.”

I carefully removed my fingers, and I pulled a condom from my bedside table and rolled it on. . “That’s exactly what I want to hear.” I held out my hands for her, and she let me pull her up.

“I want you standing up,” I said. “Bent over in front of the dresser.”

“That’s new.”

“I told you we were going to go through different positions,” I said.