as she plants two small hands on my bare chest and shoves. Allowing her to think she could actually move me with her strength, I fall backward onto my bed. Propping myself up on my elbows I lean back and stare at this sexy goddess standing in front of me.
Without a word, she slips the straps of her tank top off of her slender shoulders. My eyes rivet to the creamy caramel skin as it’s exposed. My fingers curl as I suppress the urge to rise up and touch her. It’s obvious she’s running this show.
In the hottest fucking striptease I’ve seen in my life she removes the skimpy top and the skintight jeans painted on her legs. She’s so small and petite, I know my hands could wrap twice around her tiny waist. I can’t wait to put that thought to the test.
When there’s nothing left but a simple black bra and panty set, she walks toward me. Each step is deliberate and steady, and the sight of her confidence mixed with the portrait of her nearly naked perfection would be enough to bring me to my knees had I been standing. She stops just in front of me. She scrunches her lips to one side as she studies me.
“Strip,” she orders.
Not needing to be told twice, I make quick work of removing my jeans. My shirt was dumped somewhere in the living room, and I’m not wearing underwear tonight. The evidence of the way she turns me on springs free, and her eyes glaze over in the semidarkness of the room.
I crook a finger as I slide back on the big bed, beckoning her closer. She obliges, following me. Her round tits bounce as she crawls toward me, and the first thing I do when she reaches me is unhook the clasp of her bra. Cupping her fullness in one hand, I kiss the plush skin of her breasts. She sighs, dropping her head back and straddling my lap. My ready and willing cock twitches in response as her hips move restlessly against me.
When I lift my head from her chest, her eyes meet mine. The heat in them matches the fire blazing a path through my veins as we stare each other down. She’s using her eyes to send me a message, one I can’t quite decipher. Finally coming to some kind of silent decision, her lips finally meet mine for the first time.
She tastes like mint chocolate with the barest hint of forever.
Forever? I’ve never attached that word to a woman, never. I only met this girl today. For all I know, I’ll probably never see her again. But something inside me tells me she’s something to remember. Something to spend time on. She’s special.
When we pull free, we’re both out of breath and she gasps as my hips jerk underneath her.
“Condom?”
Nodding, I reach over and grab a foil packet out of my nightstand drawer. I hand it to her and she tears it open with her teeth. I’m hungry for her when she grasps a firm hold of my shaft and rolls the protection on me. She leaves her hand where it is for a moment, staring down as she strokes me. A litany of curses fly from my mouth and every single muscle in my body goes rigid. Her touch is going to undo me. Never have I been in danger of coming just from one stroke of a woman’s hand.
She glances up at me, and there’s a mixture of awe and concern in her eyes. “You’re big.”
Pride fills me and I shoot her a crooked grin. “Big and all yours tonight, baby.”
A look of determination changes her expression and I don’t have time to take a full breath before she lifts her ass and sits down hard on my dick. We both moan at the sheer ecstasy we feel as our bodies meet for the first time. She stills, closing her eyes, and my arms come up to cup the back of her neck. My hands are so big that my thumbs caress her face.
“You. Feel. Perfect.” The words are clipped and short because I’m in serious danger of busting a nut before she does, and I just can’t have that.
She begins to ride me, slowly at first and then faster. Her tits jiggle, her head flies back as she goes wild. I can’t handle the sensation of her moving on my hardness mixed with the way her inner muscles are grabbing a