It's ridiculous really, how needy and wanting I feel lately. I'm not above calling him on his phone and telling him that I need to meet for lunch. Lunch is just a euphemism, we both know that. I don't want food, I want him. Hot and sweaty and fast, barely undressed with his breath hot on my neck.
He hates to tell me no. Instead he calls and says he has 30 minutes between appointments. That's enough time.
We dash to the bedroom barely kissing hello. I crawl onto the bed and reach for the button on my jeans, he's faster, grabbing at them and peeling them and my panties down. He gives up halfway, intent on the connection. He drops his pants and pulls me towards the edge of the bed, leaning over, he pinning me down into the mattress, my legs bent back, thighs pressing into my chest. He slides in and I want to disappear into the sensation. Hot and slick perfection.
The rhythm he sets is fast, between his weight on me and my legs bent back, I'm already gasping for air, but I like it. I don't want to stop or shift or direct him in this moment. I want to give him the reigns.
He rolls me over to my stomach and continues pounding into me. His breath in my ear and on my neck is such a turn on. Sliding his hand around my hip bone, he reaches for my clit and starts stroking me. He knows, he knows all my tells. My quick intake of breath and my shameless push back for more. His voice is rough and asking me if I like it, if I'm gonna come all over his cock? And I want to, I desperately want to.
I'm greedy then, pushing back to change position, to pull of the goddamn jeans. I push him over and straddle him, sinking down, licking at his lips and denying myself the pleasure of nipping at him. But damn, I love it. I love sensation of his cock as it slides across my g-spot, getting so caught up in the feeling that I don't even realize I'm holding my breath until my head pounds. I feel his hand sliding over my ass, grabbing a handful to help me slip up and down, up and down. I stall at the top of him teasing myself and he slaps his hand into my flesh, "Don't stop," he growls. I quickly resume and he licks at his fingers before reaching back for my ass again. This time circling around my hole before sliding his fingers in. It's so naughty that he does that, but fuck it makes my brain spin with sensation. And I'm riding him so hard he knows I love it.
"That's it baby, ride my cock. Feel's so good, doesn't it? Like you've got two cocks and they're going to make you come so fuckin hard."
And I don't want to admit it, that he's right and I am so close. I feel the bloom of warmth across my back as my nerves open up and then it slams into me. He doesn't stop pounding up and sliding in and all I have is just blackness in my brain and the sounds of my pleasure in my ears.
He rolls me back over, increasing his pressure and his spend striving for his own orgasm.
"Yeah, you love my cock, you came all over me. Where do you want my come now?" I can hear his words as he slams into my body, but I don't care where he wants to come. I watch his face contort and he pulls out, jerking himself and watching as his come hits my pussy and across my belly. I like seeing his pleasure spilled out all over me.
He leans over and passion turns tender with a lingering kiss.
We clean up together, small kisses as we go, checking the clock and returning back to reality.