of her narrow waist and along the flare of her hips then sliding around to cup her ass, anchoring her in my hold as I pull her toward my mouth and seal it over her cunt.
“Mase.” The broken plea of my name is everything.
I have no patience to tease. I need her to come all over my face, and I need her to do it right fucking now. My tongue spears her entrance, lapping up the honey dripping from it, rolling it up to her clit, and pulsing until she explodes.
Kay screams her release, my mouth never leaving her body until she comes down. Resting back on my heels, I wipe the excess from my face and rise to my feet, spinning her around to face the mirror.
“Hold on tight to the dresser,” I command after freeing the tie from her wrists.
Like a good girl, she bends over, arching in that perfect way she knows drives me out of my goddamn mind. Her elbows anchor her, and her forearms stretch long until her fingers curl over the edge of the dresser. In the reflection of the mirror, she meets my gaze, another dare swimming in their depths.
Fuck me she’s a wet dream.
I crowd her until the fronts of my thighs hit the backs of hers, lifting her leg until her knee is also resting on the dresser top, fucking grateful for the ridiculous flexibility all her years of cheerleading afford me. Gripping myself at the base, I run the head of my dick through her wetness, her head falling forward as I slide along her slit and tease her swollen clit with the tip.
Wanting her eyes on mine as I fill her, I wrap her ponytail around my hand and tug until her head rises and those pools of charcoal stare back at me.
I breathe, taking it all in.
Bracing my elbow next to one of hers, I lean over so my body blankets hers. “Watch, baby,” I murmur against the shell of her ear. “Watch me take you.” A tremor racks her body as I drag my cheek down the column of her throat.
Bending my knees, I line myself up with her entrance and push inside her…slowly, looking down to do my own watching as, inch by inch, my dick disappears inside her body. The second I’m buried to the hilt, the last of my restraint vanishes. I draw my hips back and snap them forward with a ringing clap of skin on skin.
Back.
Forth.
In.
Out.
Pump after pump.
A moan for a moan.
I may hold the dominant position over her, but my sassy girl isn’t one for lying there and taking it. Her ass pushes against me with every thrust of my hips, and she rises onto her toes then drops down with a little wiggle.
I have a white-knuckled grip on the leg I have raised, the haze of lust too much to allow me to think about the possible bruises it could cause.
“Oh god. Mase.”
There’s this sound Kay makes in the back of her throat every time I enter her. I can’t describe it, but it’s somewhere between a gasp and a moan. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.
“I’m going to come,” she cries.
“Don’t fight it, baby.” I increase the tempo of my thrusts. “Come all over my cock. Soak my balls.”
“God.” Gasp. “You’re such a perv. Mmm.”
A gush of wetness hits me as she does as she’s asked, her pussy milking my dick, pulling my own release from my balls. I continue moving until it feels like there’s not a drop of cum left inside my body.
Spent, her body collapses. I scoop her into my arms bridal style, carrying her to the bed and pulling her so she’s snuggled against my side, head resting on my chest.
“I swear it gets better every time we do it,” I say once my heart rate returns to normal.
“Mmm. You’re not going to get an argument from me.”
A deep guttural laugh leaves me, her head bouncing on my chest. “That’ll be a damn first.” She pinches my side.
We lapse into silence, me playing with the hair that fell out of her ponytail, her tracing the along the designs inked in the ridges of my abdomen. I’m not sure how long this goes on before she finally speaks.
“Did you really tell the world you’re putting off entering the draft to stay at school with me for another year?” Her words are hesitant, like she’s nervous to bring it up.