Page 88 of Wildfire
“Okay.”
She guides me closer to her and I hover at the right distance, waiting, holding my breath to see what she’s going to do next. That’s when she opens her legs a little wider and slides the tip of my dick against her clit gently. It feels fucking perfect. She’s gentle but deliberate, going further, changing pressures, and when she starts to lose her rhythm, I take over, replicating what she was doing.
It’s easier for me to grind against her, allowing me to kiss her, too. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as her tongue rolls against mine. “You feel so good,” she moans, arching her back. Her hips rock against me, the wet sound music to my fucking ears. “Condom?”
“Not yet.” That gets her attention, but I ignore her confused look in favor of pulling up her sweatshirt, exposing what is supposed to be a bra, but is also just a scrap of lace. “Did you wear this for me?”
I pull down the material carefully, closing my mouth over one of the already stiff peaks. She instantly gets louder and louder as I try to pay attention to every inch of her. My dick is throbbing; I’m desperate to be inside of her, but watching her come from this makes it worth the wait. “I asked you a question, Aurora.”
“I need you inside of me,” she mewls, tightening her legs around me.
I switch to her other breast. “Did you wear this for me?” She nods frantically, eyes pinched shut as her jaw slacks. “Why?”
Her nails sink into my skin and her breathing changes. “Because I want you to fuck me. I’m going to co—”
Aurora buries her head into my neck as she moans out a sound I’ll be able to hear for the rest of my life. Her body works perfectly with mine; it’s addictive. Reaching into the cooler beside our makeshift bed, I pull out a box of condoms I bought earlier.
I bought the condoms before I found anything else for this date. Which normally wouldn’t be a great sign, but there was no chanceI was receiving the same disappointed look I’ve had multiple times now when I’ve been unprepared.
Ripping the foil with my teeth, I sit back on my heels, quickly rolling it over me.
“You have a really pretty dick, y’know,” she says, pushing herself onto her forearms. “It’s kind of visually perfect.”
I just rubbed against this women until she came, and I can feel myself blushing because she called my penis attractive. I really need to unbox that at some point.
“I don’t know how to respond to that. Thanks?”
“You’re welcome. Will you be gentle with me, please?” She rolls over onto her stomach, her legs only slightly separated. “And lie on top of me?”
“Of course.” I position myself behind her, my legs over hers, guiding myself between her parted thighs until I feel myself start to sink into her. There is no better feeling than this. None. “You are the best feeling in the world, sweetheart.”
It’s really fucking deep like this. I lie down, my front on her back, trying my best to give her the closeness she clearly needs while not crushing her. I kiss along her shoulders, up her neck; I can even reach her face from this position. I cover every part of her I can reach with kisses, all while rocking myself into her in a steady rhythm.
I intertwine her fingers with mine and pin them to the bed on either side of her head. “Harder,” she whispers, and it’s taking everything for me not to come, especially listening to her little moans. Her hands tighten around mine as I do as she asks.
The sound of my hips slapping against her ass is making me lose my mind, and when she starts pushing back against me, I know we’re both close.
“You’re so deep. I can feel you everywhere.”
“You take it so well, sweetheart. You’re such a good girl.”
Praise is key to getting this woman off, and as soon asgoodandgirlcome out of my mouth, it’s only a matter of time. I’m nearly there, I can feel like a tugging sensation and I’m desperately trying to get her there first. I let go of her right hand and slip mine along the front of her body until I find the spot between her legs that makes her throw her head back.
“Oh God.”
“That’s it, sweetheart. Show me how beautiful you look when you come for me.”
Her body starts to thrash, but she has limited options given my body is covering hers.
“Russ,” she moans as she squeezes me so fucking tight I’m coming right there with her. It lasts for so long that when I pull out of her slowly, I’m still going.
Collapsing next to her, I’m fucking beat. She snuggles closer, kissing me again slowly.
“Are you going to judge me for putting out on the first date?”
I snort, once again never knowing what’s going to come out of her mouth. “Technically you put out before the first date. Loophole.”
“Thank goodness, my virtue won’t be compromised in that case.”
