Page 38 of The Deadbeat DILF
I nodded eagerly. “I love it,” I admitted, the words spilling from my lips without a second thought. “I love it when you compliment me. When you praise me.”
“I’ll give you everything you want,” he said, pulling his fingers out of me. “I’ll fuck you the way you deserve, Brooke.” He grabbed a nearby pillow. “Hips up.”
Something about his voice exuded authority, and I obeyed without a second thought. He pushed the pillow underneath my ass, shoved my pajama dress up, so the hem was gathered around my waist, then crawled on the bed, so both of his knees were on the mattress.
His cock brushed my inner thigh, and I almost jumped. Everything I wanted was just in reach.
“Condom?” he murmured.
“Top drawer,” I said, flinging a hand in the direction of my nightstand.
Waiting for him to find a condom was excruciating. While I waited, I spread my legs an inch wider, and Robert’s jaw tightened. Once he’d rolled the condom on, he gripped his rigid cock at the base and moved forward, slotting himself between my thighs. The flushed pink head glided through my folds, teasing my entrance and rubbing my clit. He got his cock lubed up with my wetness, and the wet noises would’ve made me blushin any other circumstance, but right then, it only made me more horny.
My toes curled. I wanted him inside me already. I could feel my pussy aching for it, deep inside.
I needed him. I needed it, I needed it, I needed it —
“Robert,” I gritted out. “Hurry up already.”
He gave me a dangerous smile, eyes dark and glittering like onyx. Then he sank inside of me in one swift motion, pushing in deeper inch by inch until he was completely buried in me.
For a second, I forgot to breathe. There was a bit of a stretch, but it wasn’t painful. In fact, I liked the sensation. I felt filled up.
“Fuck,” he said under his breath. “You’re so goddamn tight.”
Slowly, he started to move, pulling out then pushing back inside. His brow was furrowed, like he was concentrating hard, but pleasure was clear all over his face.
Soon he was thrusting into me deeper and harder, causing my entire body to tense. “Oh,” I gasped. He was hitting the perfect angle, pounding my G-spot with every thrust.
How many times had I had mediocre sex? There’d been times where I’d just lain there, bored out of my mind. But Robert was clearly an expert. He knew just how to move to give me the most pleasure.
I knew, in that moment, he was the best I ever had.
Maybe it was all his years of extra experience.
“God, don’t stop,” I managed. “Just like that. Just… like… that.” It was hard to talk, not when all I could focus on was him on top of me, and the way his cock slammed into me.
Robert placed his hand on the mattress next to my head, giving himself more leverage to drive into me harder. His other hand grabbed one of my breasts and squeezed it. It fit into his hand perfectly.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he murmured, and I could feel his cock pulsing inside of me. “So fucking beautiful.”
“R-Robert,” I said. “I think I’m going to…to…”
“Going to come for me, Angel?” he asked. “Do it. Let me feel you quiver around my cock.”
I reached up and grabbed the back of his neck, dragging him down to crash my lips against his. My breathing quickened along with my heartbeat, adrenaline and pleasure melding together. He pushed his tongue into my mouth as he snapped his hips, making me moan, and that’s when I cracked.
The orgasm hit me with overwhelming intensity, starting deep inside and exploding outward. I dug my nails into the back of his shoulders, trembling as wave after wave of pure bliss crashed down on me.
Robert managed a few more thrusts before spilling inside of me with a muffled groan. He kissed my shoulder, then my jaw, catching his breath as we both came down from the euphoric high.
“You’re amazing,” he murmured, lying down beside me.
I sucked in deep breaths, still feeling my heart rattle in my chest. “It was all you,” I said. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
He smiled, brushing a stray hair out of my face. “I’m glad. I was a little worried, since it’s been so long.”
I rolled over to face him properly. “How long?”
