hand away from my cock and licking the pre-cum off her palm.
“I won’t. Don’t you fucking worry,” I grunt out loud.
With my manhood threatened and the sexy-ass display of her licking my taste off her skin, my dick hollers at me, promising he’s got his act together and wouldn’t dare let me down.
“We’ll see about that,” she mewls, ripping one condom with her teeth.
‘Shit, that’s sexy,’ my cock swoons.
‘Nope. No fucking swooning. This is war,’ I yell at my dick.
‘Right. Sorry. It’s just… damn, this one is so fucking hot.’
‘Don’t you think I know that?! Now, man the fuck up. I swear to God, if you cum on the first pump, I will castrate your ass,’ I yell inwardly at him.
‘Damn, Finn. Don’t have to be all Henry VIII with the beheading and shit. I got you. You’ll see.’
‘You better. Otherwise, the only action you’re getting is my right palm.’
‘Jesus, you’re a prick when you’re horny.’
‘Takes one to know one.’
Another giggle slices through my wayward thoughts, bringing me back to the girl straddling me.
“You know, it’s cute when you’re all up in your head like that. I’m starting to get used to the hard scowl your face makes when the conversation you’re having with yourself doesn’t quite compute,” Stone teases, but her features are now something the hard-ass girl rarely is—sweet. “You want to tell me what’s going on in there?” she asks, her fingers raking gently through my hair.
“You’ll laugh.”
“Try me.”
My hands go to fondle her breasts instead of satisfying her curiosity, but the infuriating girl just slaps them away.
“Tell me, Finn. Don’t be shy now,” she taunts, her hands finding the hook of her bra behind her and unstrapping it, leaving those exquisite breasts of hers out in the open.
I bite my knuckle because I’d do just about anything to touch those babies. But allowing Stone a peek into my crazy mind seems too big a price to pay.
“If you tell me, I’ll let you play with the girls,” she goads, toying with them in her hands, taunting the fuck out of me.
“I was telling my cock if he doesn’t rock your world, the only action he’ll get is my calloused hand,” I blurt out, failing miserably against her cunning ways.
“Is that so?” she replies, intrigued.
I nod because, at this stage, there is no point lying any more than I already have.
“Which hand?” She cocks her brow.
I hint at my right hand, which she unlatches off her hip, placing a kiss on my open palm.
“Just in case he doesn’t live up to the challenge, at least he can have some fun knowing my lips were here too.”
“That’s it, little girl,” I growl, slapping her ass. “I’m done talking. Jump on my dick already.”
I take the foil wrapper away from her hands and wrap up my eager and ready-to-roll cock.
“So impatient,” she taunts, licking her lips.
I go in for another kiss, either because I can’t handle another teasing remark out of her, or I just crave it too much. When we part, we are both panting wildly, our eyes locked together, anxious for what’s about to happen next.
I watch in awe as Stone slithers her delicate hands down my chest until one is wrapped around my eager cock. I try to think of every obscure fact I can to distract myself with, because her hands alone feel amazing on me. But, fuck, nothing—I mean nothing—is better than when she positions my dick at her opening and slowly sinks herself down to the hilt.
“FUCK!” we both shout at the same time.
I’m trying really hard not to be a one-pump chump like she said, but come on! Did her pussy really have to have magical powers or some shit?
Stone’s head falls back, her hands pressed on my chest as she slowly lifts her ass up and down on me. It’s cruel torture, as well as one of the most beautiful things I’ve laid eyes on. Her naked body, shimmering with glistening sweat against the night-sky backdrop, will be engraved in my memory forever. All of her is a vibrant color. The dark sky, contrasting with bright stars that kiss her skin, makes Stone look like a decadent work of art. It’s as if she’s one of those voluptuous women in a museum, carved in cold, white marble, and someone graffitied a rainbow of colors on her to showcase her true beauty.
When Stone’s pace increases, riding me like a woman on a mission, my nails pierce through her skin, and a soft