Page 40 of Masterson Made

“I’m just asking you to be a responsible human being and finish what you started.” She continues deep massaging her clit.

“How do you want me to finish?” I ask, unable to take my eyes off of the intoxicating way she is pleasuring herself.

“Hm, let me think.”

I smirk at her playfulness with me.

“You on the desk,” she describes.

“Uh, huh.”

I fist myself.

“Me on top.”

“I like the sound of this.”

“Riding you.”

Her hand moves a little faster between her legs.

“Yes, and?”

“Until I say stop.”

“Done.”

I stand swiftly and swoop Elizabeth up, cradling her ass and hips as I carry her over to the desk. Once we become comfortably adjusted on the hardwood, I slam her hips down on my length and we both hiss from the instantaneous connection of me being inside of her again.

She bends forward and wraps her arms around my neck as she works herself up and down my dick. I’m thick and stiff and it’s been a while for us, so I allow her to control the tempo as her body becomes reacquainted to my size.

It doesn’t take long for her to pick up speed quickly since she is sopping wet and already halfway to her next orgasm. I just make sure to have a tight hold of her ass so she doesn’t fall as she bounces wildly up and down my length.

I can feel another orgasm coiling down my spine and tightening my core. This is not the norm for me. Usually I can go for a very long time before I come, especially a second time, but I’m not surprised by how fast and hard they are coming today. It’s been weeks since I’ve been inside of my woman and my dick is ecstatic about it.

“I love you, baby,” I say in earnest.

Elizabeth tilts back, working my length at a different angle like a fucking pro.

“I love,aah, you too.”

I can’t hold off any longer and growl something totally incomprehensible as I come hard.

“This pussy is amazing…argh!”

“Masterson,” she says on an exhalation as she comes tumbling after me. Falling completely forward against my chest in blissful exhaustion.

“I was going to take you out on the boat tonight for a sunset cruise but this was a much better use of our time,” I say peppering the side of her face with kisses.

“While that sounds nice, Roman, I had two major calls tonight. In fact, I need to get ready for the next one. A better night for it would have been tomorrow.”

“The captain was booked tomorrow.”

“Yeah, but Friday nights are date nights.”

“I didn’t think it mattered.”

“I’m just saying that you should have asked me first.”