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Tanner

For Me

T his woman is so fucking hot, so beautiful, it’s not even fair. I don’t stand a chance of lasting very long. My eyes want to take in every bit of the sight in front of me. It drives me mad how she can look this insanely good. My cock is throbbing in my fist, her ankles on my shoulders.

My mind is spinning and I can’t make up my damn mind about what I want to do to her next. There isn’t enough time in the world to do everything I want with her. I want all of her. Every single little bit of her.

I want to be in her mouth, feeling her pouty lips wrap around my cock.

I want to be in her tight little pussy, feeling the way it grabs me when she comes on me.

I want to jerk off on her. Fuck, it’s taking every ounce of self control I have to not jerk off and come all over her perfect perky tits, even if she’s still wearing that little bralette.

No, I want us to savor every last second of this. Slowly, I slide my finger down her flat toned stomach, past her belly button, across her clit, leaving my fingertip right on her opening. My finger is now right next to the head of my cock, torturously teasing both of us. I watch her shudder as I tease her with my finger.

“Please, Tanner. Stop teasing me and fuck me. Now,” she demands, her voice wanting. Her eyes show her need, but also her confidence. She knows what she wants and now she’s practically demanding it and I fucking love it.

This… this is my Ronni.

She’s so wet and ready for me, putting my self control to the test again. My finger dips into her and I bring it to my own lips, savoring her desire as I look into those beautiful hazel eyes. “Mmm. I love that this is for me.”

She bites her lower lip, pressing them together to hide a smile, nodding at me desperately. I ease myself into her, shuddering at how tightly she grips the head of my cock as she lets out the softest whimper.

“Fuck,” I growl, “your little pussy is so god damn good.”

I run my hands up and down her legs, the sight of them up on my shoulders practically enough to make me lose control in her.

My next thrust is a little bit deeper, but I’m not ready to totally let go.

Not yet.

No, I want every second of this I can get.