Page 31 of Decker

He brought his lips back to hers and kissed her gently, his tongue sweeping across her open mouth. Her hand moved down his abdomen and she pushed her hand into his boxers as she gripped his swollen cock hard, making him hiss in pleasure and throw his head back. His eyes came back to her, and his gaze swept down her face. Bending his head, he nipped at her nipple through the thin cotton of her t-shirt, the tight bud begging for his touch.

Her hand stroked him, and his hips bucked, pre-ejaculate soaking her hand.

“Mark, I need you.”

Urgency filled the room as he pulled her t-shirt over her head, leaving her deliciously naked beneath him. Her warm wet heat cupped his arousal and he kissed his way down her body. Much as he wanted to feel her tight pussy around his dick, the need to take care of her first was stronger.

Pushing her legs wide, he kissed the silky soft skin of her inner thigh as he kept his eyes on her. Her fingers threaded through his hair as his tongue swept through her sex, the taste of her making his cock flex with need.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, doc.”

Her response was a whimper as she tugged on his hair.

He circled her clit with his tongue as he slid two fingers into her body, before adding a third. The sound of him fucking her with his hand as he devoured her with his mouth filled the room. Her cries and whimpers were his new favourite sound and as her pussy clenched around his fingers hard, her body stilled before he felt her clit spasm against his tongue.

Grabbing his wallet, he rolled a condom down his hard length as she watched with hooded, satisfied eyes. She lay replete where he’d left her, legs still spread wide for him to see her pink sex glistening from his tongue and her climax. Decker stroked his cock once as he bent a knee into the bed and moved back between her thighs.

“You look like fucking sin right now.”

Her hands caressed his thighs before he hooked her knees over his forearms. Hauling her up, so only the top of her back was on the bed, he rubbed the tip of his cock through her wet before pushing into her. His eyes closed, she felt too good, too perfect, and he needed to stop, or he’d blow his load like a fucking teenager.

Her muscles rippled around him, and he opened his eyes to see her lips open in pleasure. How had he gone so long without this and how would he live without it when this was over? It was a question he didn’t have an answer for, so he pushed it out of his mind and began to fuck her slowly. Building her pleasure with every demanding slam of his body into hers.

“Touch yourself.”

Her hand moved between her legs, and she circled her clit with two fingers as he watched her, his gaze moving between her hand moving in a frenzy to where his cock disappeared into her, before coming back to her face. She was so expressive, so into this, showing no shyness or hesitation. She was taking what she needed and giving him the same.

It was a sensory overload, and he knew she was close and held on tight, his movements becoming uncontrolled as he rammed into her body like a wild man now. His mouth found hers in a messy kiss and he felt her body clamp down on his so hard he almost saw stars as he came harder than he ever had in his life.

His body sagged onto hers, sweat dripping off them both as they held on and he kissed her face, her neck, anywhere he could touch and the realisation that this was so much more than fuck buddies left him feeling completely fucked and having no clue how to handle it.