Page 27 of Gentleman Wanted
Staring down at her, I took a few seconds to admire my handiwork. Not only was it hot, watching my fingers disappear into her, but to see them coated with her juices was almost too much to bear.
I wanted to fuck her.
Wanted to be so far inside of her that there was nowhere else to go. I wanted her ass pushing back against me as I emptied myself into her.
“Please, Gent.. please.” She said the words so quietly that, at first, I didn’t hear her over the ragged sound of my own breathing.
“Please, what, baby?” I could feel her clamping around me. She was close. Slowing my movements, I slipped my fingers almost all the way out of her, only to slam them back in. Gemma reared up, her cry loud.
“Please, Gent, I can’t take any more.”
Chuckling, I did it again. “You want me to fuck you, Gem?”
I knew she did, but I wanted her to say the words.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Yes fuck me, fuck me, please.”
“Baby, I thought you would never ask.” Slipping my fingers from her, I sucked them into my mouth, savouring the taste of her. I wanted to lick her out, make her cum on my tongue, but if the lady wanted me to fuck her, then I would happily oblige. I was a gentleman, after all. Plus, there would be so many opportunities to tongue fuck her.
Unzipping my jeans, I pushed the denim down my thighs and stepped out of them. Taking my straining cock in my hand, I fisted it up and down. Using my thumb, I wiped a glistening bead of pre-cum from the tip. I used it to coat her slit.
Gemma shivered under me, anticipation making her body shake as I lined myself up with her entrance. “Relax, baby, just relax.” I slipped between her wet folds just an inch. My hands were tight on her hips.
The muscles in my thighs clenched, and my balls drew up tight as I forced myself to go slow.
“Gent, please.” She mewled, louder than she had been previously. She was just as desperate for this as I was.
I slammed myself home, my eyes rolling in my head as I collapsed against her back. And it took everything I had not to empty myself into her at that moment.
Taking a deep breath, I started to move. One hand tight on her waist, the other on her back. I forced her face and shoulders further into the cushions. In this position, I had a perfect view of my dick sliding in and out of her.
“More Gent, more.” She met each of my thrusts, her ass bumping against me.
“Baby, be careful what you wish for.”
Holding her steady, I ploughed into her, the force making her move forward several inches. If she wanted more, I would happily give her more.
If she wasn’t careful, I would give her all of me. The thought of putting a baby in her belly should have made me run for the hills, but for some reason, it didn’t. I wanted my kid in her stomach. The sooner, the better.
Rolling my hips, my fingers tangled in her hair as she threw her head back. Her orgasm rushed over the pair of us, clamping around me. I used her long blonde hair, yanking it back further as I rode her orgasm to find my own.
When it came, it was like being hit by a freight train. My legs shook, my balls drew up almost painfully. The sound that left my mouth was guttural. Collapsing over her back, I blinked the sweat out of my eyes, kissing her shoulders and neck as I fought to regain my breath.
“That was…” She sounded sated, almost sleepy.
“Don’t say, nice woman,” I growled. “Don’t you dare say nice.”
She laughed softly. “How about amazing? Can I say that? It was amazing…”
I didn’t let her finish. I slipped from her body, my cock still standing tall and proud against my stomach. “You can say amazing; turn around so I can kiss you.” I helped her turn.
Her eyes were hooded as she stared up at me.
Smiling, I palmed her breasts.
She might think our first time together was over, but it wasn’t. Not by a long shot.
“Arms and legs around me, Gemma. Let’s take this party to the bedroom.”
Gemma’s eyes widened slightly. “Again? So soon?”
Laughing, I kissed her, “I’m not going to be done with you for hours yet.”
