I’m looking at her, watching her lips part in appreciation and wanting to kiss her until we’re both oxygen deprived.
I use my grip in her hair to drag her head forward, seeking her mouth, but she shakes her head. “No.” She flicks her eyes from my face down to where she’s gripping me. “I want to see you. Watch you. Like you did with me.”
That does it. Any lingering self-preservation I have goes up in smoke.
How is a man supposed to say no to that?
Overwhelmed, I press a hot kiss to her brow and lean my forehead against hers. We both watch as she drags a thumb across the tip of my cock, spreading out the arousal that’s beaded there.
“Tell me what you like,” she whispers.
You. Anything. Everything. “Squeeze harder,” I grit out. “And stroke.” She does both. I swear my ribs crack I inhale so hard.
The ruddy head of my cock disappears into her fist, then reappears, over, over, Lena’s movements growing with confidence with every downstroke.
As is my need to come all over her hand.
I silently recite every prayer I can remember and clench my jaw, trying to delay the inevitable. My defiant one is enjoying herself so much I don’t want it to end.
Lena’s cheeks are flushed, her lips parted, her breasts swaying with every stroke. The room is silent except for the sound of our ragged breathing and her skin sliding against mine.
Lena picks up the pace and my brain starts to fucking melt. The ability to think about anything other than her jerking me off is impossible.
Fuck, I need to come.
So does she.
Releasing her ass, I grab Lena’s breast, squeezing it in time to her rhythm. Her lashes flutter, her fist tightening on the next downstroke.
“Harder,” I say. She does as ordered, her fist practically choking the head of my dick.
“Harder,” she whispers back. I pinch her nipple and tug. She captures her bottom lip between her teeth but doesn’t break contact where our foreheads touch.
My balls are starting to tighten, electric shocks collecting at the base of my spine.
Lena works me, over and over. Her naked body rocks on my lap as she drags her fist up and down my erection. I touch her breasts, pinch her nipples, her arousal driving mine even higher. The reality that she’s turned on by jerking me off is almost too much to bear. My cock is throbbing in her hand, and I know I can’t hold back anymore. “I’m gonna come,cara.”
“Yes, yes.” Her voice is as transfixed as her face. Lena weaves her free hand into my hair, holding tight as she drives me higher.
“I’m gonna come all over your hand,” I warn her.
The warning—the promise—makes her moan and that deeply sexy sound hurls me over the edge. We both watch as my cock jerks, jet after jet of cum painting Lena’s hand and my stomach white.
My climax seems to last minutes, my release sloppy and getting all over our skin and my clothes. Lena doesn’t seem to mind, though. In fact, it’s the opposite.
Arousal radiates off her, her body caught in tiny shivers even as mine comes down from the high.
I kiss her. She kisses me back. It’s fierce, hot. Loaded with emotions and complications neither of us is going to think about.
Lena wiggles her ass, needing more. I can’t deny her.
Her legs are open wide on my lap, her pussy completely exposed to me. I touch her. She’s dripping. I kiss her harder, licking up her cries as I swipe a finger over her clit. Once, twice. She breaks the third time, pleasure convulsing through her body as she locks me in an unbreakable grasp.
Yup, like I said. I’m totally fucked.
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