“Hands on my hips. Steady me,” I command.
He does as I ask, helping me increase my pace. With every rotation of my hips, I can feel myself growing closer and closer. My movements become shorter until I’m practically rubbing myself on him instead of bouncing. He doesn’t complain. He begins to rut into me, using his body to bring mine pleasure.
I should yell at him. Tell him I’m in control, but I never truly wanted control. All I wanted was him.
My throat starts to hurt as I scream out his name, my body only moving because he is making it move.
When I collapse on his chest, he holds me to him whispering sweet words to me.
In that moment, I truly feel like everything will be okay.
She’s on my chest, panting, but all I can picture is the way she took the pleasure she desired from me. The way her eyes lit up as she saw the desire in my own eyes. How her body moved like it knew exactly what it needed to let go.
This is why I usually go for older women. They tend to know what they want. There is less embarrassment there. They are more free. Wild even.
Sami takes all of that to new levels. Not only is she all of that, but is also a kind, giving, fierce woman. One I cannot imagine my life without.
“Do you feel better?” I ask after she has caught her breath.
“I do, but we aren’t done,” she says as she sits up, looking at me.
“Oh, we aren’t?”
She shakes her head. “I want you to take my ass. I’m ready.”
“Are you sure? There isn’t a rush. We should prep things,” I remind her.
“I’m ready and prepped. You’ve been opening my ass for weeks. I’ve put lube in the nightstand on my side, and you said I’m in control, so I demand you take my ass.”
My cock jumps at the thought. I want to take this step with her. I want her to fully trust me with it the way she is. I don’t want her to have regrets later, though.
“If you are sure,” I start.
“I’m sure.”
I nod, moving off the bed. “On your back, legs open.”
She nods eagerly. Once she’s in position, I open her nightstand and find the lube next to a vibrator.
Perfect.
Taking the vibrator, I hand it to her. “Edge yourself. Don’t you dare come.”
She laughs lightly. “I thought I was in control.”
“You were until you asked for this. I want it to feel good for you, so I need you to do as I say.”
“Yes, sir,” she says with a coy smile.
She starts the vibrator off low before bringing it to her clit. As she does, I open the lube and coat my fingers.
Then I climb between her legs and slowly press one finger into her ass, giving her time to adjust. Once she is pushing down on it, I add a second. She takes it with ease, even moaning as I begin to finger her with it.
It’s the third finger she hisses at.
“My cock is much bigger than this. Are you still sure?” I ask.
“Yes. It burns, but it feels good. I want your cock in my ass,” she reaffirms.