his erection. I lose the
scrubby and spread the soap with my
hands. His hips edge forward and
encourage me to continue.
I use my tongue to trail a line
down the center of his chest and over his
stomach. I close my eyes as I near him
and try to make this moment last
forever. I love being this close to him. I
love having my hands all over him while
he enjoys it and he isn’t trying to battle
me for control.
I take my tongue and lick the
under-side of his penis, from the base to
the tip, using enough pressure to cause
him to groan. When I continue my
advances he wraps his fist in my hair
and holds on until he decides to pull me
back to my feet.
“You are good at that shit.” He
takes a few moments to catch his breath
and then grabs the soap. “My turn.”
Taron
What is my problem? She has
caused me to lose control multiple times
tonight and it is pissing me off. I’m
always in control of my dick. It seems to
react to her easier than it ever has me or
any other girl. I am tired of fighting this.
She is all over me and I am a goner.
I begin to rub soap all over her
soft skin, but I decide not to use the
scrubber so I can enjoy the feel of her
body. The soap helps my hands glide
over her and she begins to move into my
touch. I turn her away from me and start
to focus on her back. Here we are again,
in that position where her hips are in
control. She pushes back and grinds her
perfect ass into my erection.
“Take me to bed.” She is
demanding exactly what I am dying for.
She turns off the water and steps
out of the shower. I watch her towel dry
and love that she is not shy. She isn’t
trying to hide behind the towel. In fact
she spends more time with the towel on
her head than she does her body. I grab
a towel and do a quick once over and
leave her in the bathroom to finish.
I lie down in the middle of her
bed, spread out for the world to enjoy
my assets. She comes into the room and
instantly her attention is focused on my
dick. I have my arms behind my head
and I enjoy watching her lick her lips
with
anticipation. She digs in her
nightstand and I hear the sound of foil.
She prowls, like the fucking pussy cat
she is, up onto the bed on all fours. She
wraps me in the condom and slowly
slides down the full length of me. I let
her control everything this time and she
shows me just how wild she is.
I can’t seem to get enough of her.
We lie there entangled and I hear her
stomach growl. I crawl out of bed and
dispose of the condom on my way to the
kitchen. I walk around her apartment
completely naked and I don’t give a shit
if someone sees me. It is proven that
wearing clothes is a waste of time
around her. I make sandwiches and grab
us each a bottle of water.
We sit on the bed, shoulders
leaning on each other as we eat. I
haven’t had a PB&J in a long time and it
actually tastes damn good.
“So what time do you leave in the
morning?”
“We have to be on the bus at
6:30.” I say already dreading the
moment I have to walk out this door.
“I’ll call you and text you, just like I
have lately.”
She is looking down, so I pull her
face toward me. “We can talk every day
and I will send for you at least once, if
not twice. I may be able to fly in for a
day or two. It’s only four weeks and it
will go by really fast.” She looks
doubtful.
We finish eating and I don’t waste
anymore time. We slide in next to each
other and I love how it feels to have her
in my arms. She uses my phone to take a
picture of us.
I look at the picture and instantly
love it. We are both wrapped up in each
other as I spoon her from behind. My
arms cover most of her breast and the
sheet is wrapped around the front of her
just enough to hide my favorite part. The
rest is tan skin and perfection. Her dark
hair is draped over her shoulder and I
managed to sneak a kiss to her shoulder
just as she snapped the picture. The
view of my body