breasts to her stomach. The sound of him unzipping her
pants made her tremble with barely controlled lust. He got her
pants and panties off and then sat back to look at her.
She opened her eyes, watching him watch her. She felt wild
and shameless as she spread her legs for his heated gaze. “I’m so wet,” she whispered. “You do that to me, Derrick. You make
me so wet.”
As if to test the truth of her words for himself, he ran his
thumb from her slippery opening up to the hard nub of her clit.
She moaned and arched her back as he rubbed her, aching for
release.
“Open your eyes,” he said gruffly. “Watch me get you off.”
Her eyes went wide, meeting his steady gaze before moving
lower to watch his hand move between her thighs. He slid a
finger inside her while he kept his thumb on her clit, stroking her inside and out.
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“Watch me,” he said, again. “I want to see your eyes when
you come.”
Orgasm washed over her and she bit her bottom lip to keep
from screaming, but she never looked away from his face. She
came on his fingers, came hard and long as he stroked her wet,
wet pussy. He stared at her face, not between her legs, watching her come for him as he coaxed the sensations from her body.
Finally, when she couldn’t take anymore, she clenched her thighs around his wrist to still him. “Enough,” she gasped. “Please.”
He laughed, stripping off his pants before she even had
time to catch her breath. “It’ll never be enough for us,” he said.
“Haven’t you figured that out yet?”
She didn’t have a chance to respond because he was stretching
out over her, his cock nudging her sensitive clit. Gasping, she opened for him, wrapping her arms and legs around his muscular body. He slid inside her, filling her, and groaned when her pussy rippled around him.
“If you keep doing that, I’ll be finished before we even start,”
he said through gritted teeth.
She clenched around him again and laughed. “I can’t help it.”
“I want this to last a long time.” He pulled back a bit, then
thrust inside her again. “I’ve wanted you like this for so long.”
She whimpered. “Fuck me, Derrick. I need you to fuck me
hard.”
He reached under her and gripped her ass, pulling her down
on his cock. Then he began to fuck her just the way she wanted, hard and deep, until she was digging her fingernails into his
back and gasping his name. As if her body couldn’t get enough
of him, another orgasm swept over her. While she was still
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trembling from the aftershocks, he rolled them over on the big
bed so that she straddled him.
She began moving on him the way she had the night before
on the couch, but this time there were no clothes to get in the way. He was buried inside her so deep it bordered on pain—but
a good pain, a sweet and intense sensation that made her long
for more.
She sat up and braced her hands on his chest as she swiveled
her hips. He groaned and thrust into her, making her gasp. She
rose up, letting him almost slide out of her, before taking his full length inside her again. She kept rotating her hips as she slowly slid up and down on him, teasing him with her body the
way he had teased her with his mouth and hands.
“Oh, hell, baby,” he said. “You feel so damned good.”
She moved on him so slowly she could feel every inch of his
cock sliding into her. “So do you,” she whispered as she rode
him. “I want you inside me all night.”
He groaned again, gripping her hips as he tried to guide her
movements. “You’re driving me out of my mind.”
She threw back her head and laughed. “Good.”
He twisted her hair around his hand and gave it a tug. “En-
joying this, are you?” he practically growled.
By way of an answer, she tilted her pelvis back and rocked
on him. She was so tight around him, filled by him, and she
gasped as he moved inside her. She quickened her pace,