attention darts back and forth between the dress on the floor and me. She looks like she wants to get dressed again, but I kiss her before she can.
Gripping her ass, I pull her up on the desk. She whimpers as she lands on top of me then scrambles to try and climb off. I quickly cup the back of her head, tangle my fingers through her hair, and tug at the roots, guiding her mouth back to mine. I kiss her fiercely, and she relinquishes, straddling my lap.
My fingers sketch a path down her spine, causing a shiver to course through her body. Her back arches, and her hips thrust against mine as my hand reaches the bottom of her back. Even through my jeans, her warmth makes my cock hard. I moan as she lightly traces her teeth across my tongue. My body convulses as if I’m a fucking virgin again.
“Good fucking hell, this feels so good.”
She pushes back, rakes her fingers through her hair, and then she stares down at me, her blue eyes sparkling like sapphires. “Take off your pants.”
“You’re really getting off on this bossy thing, aren’t you?” I slip my hand underneath her ass to unzip my jeans.
She holds up her thumb and finger an inch apart. “Just a little.”
“Fine by me.” I wiggle my jeans and boxers down as far as I can get them with her sitting on me. Then my cock springs free, and she gasps from the contact.
I reach around her to unhook her bra, but she grasps my fingers before I can unfasten the clasp.
“I have to keep some boundaries,” she says, struggling for air. “And I’ve already crossed a line with the dress.”
I groan in frustration, but remember I agreed to this.
“Fine.” I tuck my hands under my head and rest back. “Have your way with me then.”
She angles her head to the side and her expression fills with uncertainty. “Do you… have something?”
“You know I do.” My gaze remains fixed on her. “It’s in my pocket.”
“In the front pocket or the back?”
“The back.” A lazy smile sprawls across my face.
She shakes her head. “You’re so enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Enjoying what?” I ask innocently.
She playfully scowls at me. “The thought that I’m going to have to reach back there and feel your ass to get it.”
“Now, why would I enjoy that?”
“I don’t know. Maybe you like your ass getting fondled.”
I glare at her and she grins wickedly. Then her hand dives underneath me, and she feels around until she finds the condom in my back pocket that I solely tucked in there because I knew this was going to happen tonight—it’s becoming a Friday night routine.
She pinches my ass as she withdraws her fingers, making me flinch. “Don’t pretend you didn’t enjoy that.” She smirks then tears open the wrapper with her teeth.
I don’t deny it. I enjoy everything when it comes to being with Clara. I don’t tell her that, though; otherwise she’ll be out the door before I could even get my pants up.
She rolls the condom on my cock then moves her panties to the side and starts to lower herself onto me. Meeting her halfway, I raise my hips and thrust deep inside her. She gasps with her head tipped back and her chest arched out.
It’s the goddamn sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
Our hips grind together as we move rhythmically. Our skin dampens, and our breathing turns ragged. My body pleads for more.
“Jax,” she cries out, her fingernails piercing my chest. “Harder.”
She’s usually a little more reserved during sex. Having been with only one other guy before I met her, she told me she was clueless in bed. It must be the role playing bringing it out of her.
Giving her what she wants, I grab her waist, grip her tightly, and pound her hard until she comes apart in my arms. My eyes close as my body gives one last jerk, and I push deep inside her.
I momentarily drift away from reality, wishing I could stay
Gripping her ass, I pull her up on the desk. She whimpers as she lands on top of me then scrambles to try and climb off. I quickly cup the back of her head, tangle my fingers through her hair, and tug at the roots, guiding her mouth back to mine. I kiss her fiercely, and she relinquishes, straddling my lap.
My fingers sketch a path down her spine, causing a shiver to course through her body. Her back arches, and her hips thrust against mine as my hand reaches the bottom of her back. Even through my jeans, her warmth makes my cock hard. I moan as she lightly traces her teeth across my tongue. My body convulses as if I’m a fucking virgin again.
“Good fucking hell, this feels so good.”
She pushes back, rakes her fingers through her hair, and then she stares down at me, her blue eyes sparkling like sapphires. “Take off your pants.”
“You’re really getting off on this bossy thing, aren’t you?” I slip my hand underneath her ass to unzip my jeans.
She holds up her thumb and finger an inch apart. “Just a little.”
“Fine by me.” I wiggle my jeans and boxers down as far as I can get them with her sitting on me. Then my cock springs free, and she gasps from the contact.
I reach around her to unhook her bra, but she grasps my fingers before I can unfasten the clasp.
“I have to keep some boundaries,” she says, struggling for air. “And I’ve already crossed a line with the dress.”
I groan in frustration, but remember I agreed to this.
“Fine.” I tuck my hands under my head and rest back. “Have your way with me then.”
She angles her head to the side and her expression fills with uncertainty. “Do you… have something?”
“You know I do.” My gaze remains fixed on her. “It’s in my pocket.”
“In the front pocket or the back?”
“The back.” A lazy smile sprawls across my face.
She shakes her head. “You’re so enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Enjoying what?” I ask innocently.
She playfully scowls at me. “The thought that I’m going to have to reach back there and feel your ass to get it.”
“Now, why would I enjoy that?”
“I don’t know. Maybe you like your ass getting fondled.”
I glare at her and she grins wickedly. Then her hand dives underneath me, and she feels around until she finds the condom in my back pocket that I solely tucked in there because I knew this was going to happen tonight—it’s becoming a Friday night routine.
She pinches my ass as she withdraws her fingers, making me flinch. “Don’t pretend you didn’t enjoy that.” She smirks then tears open the wrapper with her teeth.
I don’t deny it. I enjoy everything when it comes to being with Clara. I don’t tell her that, though; otherwise she’ll be out the door before I could even get my pants up.
She rolls the condom on my cock then moves her panties to the side and starts to lower herself onto me. Meeting her halfway, I raise my hips and thrust deep inside her. She gasps with her head tipped back and her chest arched out.
It’s the goddamn sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
Our hips grind together as we move rhythmically. Our skin dampens, and our breathing turns ragged. My body pleads for more.
“Jax,” she cries out, her fingernails piercing my chest. “Harder.”
She’s usually a little more reserved during sex. Having been with only one other guy before I met her, she told me she was clueless in bed. It must be the role playing bringing it out of her.
Giving her what she wants, I grab her waist, grip her tightly, and pound her hard until she comes apart in my arms. My eyes close as my body gives one last jerk, and I push deep inside her.
I momentarily drift away from reality, wishing I could stay
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