Page 92 of Yours To Take
It seems endless. Peering up at her, she’s boneless. An arm is thrown over her eyes as I move up her body.
“How was that?” I pull her arm down. Her eyes are closed, but a small smile plays on her lips.
“The best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
I work open the buckle of my belt. “See, when I hear that, I hear that the other orgasms I gave you were mediocre.”
She opens one eye. “Not what I meant at all. But if you feel the need to keep giving me earth-shattering orgasms, I won’t stop you.”
“Has anyone ever told you how much sass you have?”
“All the time.” Her hands trail down the opening of my shirt and meet my own. She does the rest of the work for me, pulling my cock out of my pants.
I drop my forehead to hers as her hands wrap around me and start stroking. Her touch is soft and light. As if she wants to hold me in her hand but not worry about getting off just yet.
I cover her hand with mine. “Are you trying to drive me crazy?”
“I was under the impression I already was.”
“Fuck, Gemma.”
I capture her lips again as I stroke our hands up my dick. I’m leaking everywhere. We’re both greedy—me wanting more from Gemma, and Gemma sucking on my bottom lip.
“I never thought it’d be so hot to taste myself.” Her breath ghosts over my lips.
“I’m happy to oblige anytime you’d like.”
We’re both mostly dressed, fooling around like teenagers in the back of a pickup truck.
Each roll of Gemma’s hand over the crown of my cock has me closer to blowing my load.
“I need to be inside you.” I release her and sit back on my heels. Grabbing my wallet, I pull out the condom and open it.
“May I?” Gemma pushes up onto her elbows.
I grin. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”
She pulls the condom out and makes quite the show of rolling it down my hard length. Her fingers trace the vein that’s aching on the underside as she finishes her work.
“I want you to ride me, cowgirl.”
I push my pants down to my ankles and settle against the back of the cab. Gemma hurries over me, taking my dick in hand and sinking down slowly.
Her skin is flushed as she takes me to the hilt.
Gripping the sides of my shirt, she swivels her hips.
“Fuck, Gem.” I bite my lip, trying to stave off my release. I don’t want to go too soon. I want to watch her take another release before taking me with her.
Leaning over, she slides her hands up my bare chest and holds on. Her movements are slow and controlled.
Each time she sinks back on me, she stills. It’s like she knows it makes me crazy and keeps doing it.
“Gemma…”
“You feel so good like this. The way you hit so deep. Mmm.”
“Fuck.” I close the distance between us, burying my face in her chest. I nip and suck on the soft skin of her tits. It doesn’t make her move any faster.
