down his shaft. Their tongues tangled and teeth collided while he lifted her onto the counter.
“Shit, wait.” He placed her back on her feet and yanked his shirt over his head. “Here, sit on this.” He laid his shirt on the counter and picked her up to sit on it. Damn, he was so dreamy. How could a man, tattooed and rife with emotional scars be so… perfect for her? His tenderness knew no bounds.
She stared up at him, her ass hovering on the edge of the counter with barely enough room to rest her weight. Did it matter? Hell no. He gripped her hip with one hand and held her tight with his other arm around her waist.
“Can you reach my pocket?” he panted into her mouth, nipping her lips.
She inched back, confused.
“Front left.” He kissed her ear, her jaw, her neck. “Condom.”
Oh . She searched for his pocket, eager and impatient. Her blood was rushing through her veins, her pussy now uncomfortably soaked and waiting to be filled. The foil packet crinkled against her fingertips and she pulled it out in a rush.
He continued to lavish her in kisses, his hand moving from her ass, over her waist, to pull down the front of her sundress and the cups of her bra. The first tweak of her nipple caused her to suck in a breath, and the condom almost fell from her fingers. Pleasure skittered from her chest, pinging through every limb, coalescing with the deep throb of lust in her core.
“I want you to put it on me,” he whispered. “Hurry, Gabi. I want inside you so fucking bad.”
She stifled a whimper and ripped the condom packet apart. Her fingers shook as she threw the wrapper to the floor and worked the protection over his length. His erection jerked in her hold, pulsing with each stroke of her hand. As soon as she reached the bottom of his shaft, he had her dress lifted up to her waist and her panties pulled down to her ankles.
“Oh, fuck me. You seriously have the most gorgeous pussy I’ve ever seen.”
“Shhhhh.” Gabi slapped a hand over his mouth. It would be hard enough walking back to their seats if they had silent sex, but when Blake made no effort to be quiet, she was going to die of humiliation.
“What?” he whispered. “It’s true.” He grasped his shaft in his hand and worked the head of his cock up and down her slit. “Mmm, so damn good.”
He raised her thigh, holding her open, and then in one swift thrust he plunged inside her, filling her to the hilt. She opened her mouth to scream, to whimper, to moan, and he slammed his mouth against hers, numbing the sound, heightening the pleasure with a swipe of his tongue.
She rocked into him with tiny movements of her hips and ran her hands over his chest his. His skin was smooth under her fingertips, his muscles contorting with each slam of his pelvis. A tingle started to vibrate in the low of her belly, growing with each passing second. She could feel the fast approach of climax in her nipples, her stomach, her pussy. Every part of her was alive for him, thrumming and vibrating with the delicious friction of his cock.
He growled into her mouth and increased his tempo. “Gabi?”
“Yes… I’m close.”
His hand found her breast, tweaking and rubbing her sensitive nipple.
“I’m gonna have to stop.”
She shook her head, her hand snaking between them to find her clit. She was so close, her orgasm within reach. Filtering out the rest of the world, she pulled back and focused on the pleasure. Blake’s brow was wrinkled with strain, his hand still holding her thigh, keeping her open so she could see where they joined. The condom glistened with her juices, his balls slapping against the low of her ass.
“Oh, god, I’m coming.” She bit her lip to hold in her scream, her body convulsing with spasm after spasm of climax.
Blake moaned long and low, following her over. His hips pistoned, pumping harder, becoming wild out of rhythm jerks. The tiny room filled with the noise of flesh slapping against flesh. Slowly, the cloud of
“Shit, wait.” He placed her back on her feet and yanked his shirt over his head. “Here, sit on this.” He laid his shirt on the counter and picked her up to sit on it. Damn, he was so dreamy. How could a man, tattooed and rife with emotional scars be so… perfect for her? His tenderness knew no bounds.
She stared up at him, her ass hovering on the edge of the counter with barely enough room to rest her weight. Did it matter? Hell no. He gripped her hip with one hand and held her tight with his other arm around her waist.
“Can you reach my pocket?” he panted into her mouth, nipping her lips.
She inched back, confused.
“Front left.” He kissed her ear, her jaw, her neck. “Condom.”
Oh . She searched for his pocket, eager and impatient. Her blood was rushing through her veins, her pussy now uncomfortably soaked and waiting to be filled. The foil packet crinkled against her fingertips and she pulled it out in a rush.
He continued to lavish her in kisses, his hand moving from her ass, over her waist, to pull down the front of her sundress and the cups of her bra. The first tweak of her nipple caused her to suck in a breath, and the condom almost fell from her fingers. Pleasure skittered from her chest, pinging through every limb, coalescing with the deep throb of lust in her core.
“I want you to put it on me,” he whispered. “Hurry, Gabi. I want inside you so fucking bad.”
She stifled a whimper and ripped the condom packet apart. Her fingers shook as she threw the wrapper to the floor and worked the protection over his length. His erection jerked in her hold, pulsing with each stroke of her hand. As soon as she reached the bottom of his shaft, he had her dress lifted up to her waist and her panties pulled down to her ankles.
“Oh, fuck me. You seriously have the most gorgeous pussy I’ve ever seen.”
“Shhhhh.” Gabi slapped a hand over his mouth. It would be hard enough walking back to their seats if they had silent sex, but when Blake made no effort to be quiet, she was going to die of humiliation.
“What?” he whispered. “It’s true.” He grasped his shaft in his hand and worked the head of his cock up and down her slit. “Mmm, so damn good.”
He raised her thigh, holding her open, and then in one swift thrust he plunged inside her, filling her to the hilt. She opened her mouth to scream, to whimper, to moan, and he slammed his mouth against hers, numbing the sound, heightening the pleasure with a swipe of his tongue.
She rocked into him with tiny movements of her hips and ran her hands over his chest his. His skin was smooth under her fingertips, his muscles contorting with each slam of his pelvis. A tingle started to vibrate in the low of her belly, growing with each passing second. She could feel the fast approach of climax in her nipples, her stomach, her pussy. Every part of her was alive for him, thrumming and vibrating with the delicious friction of his cock.
He growled into her mouth and increased his tempo. “Gabi?”
“Yes… I’m close.”
His hand found her breast, tweaking and rubbing her sensitive nipple.
“I’m gonna have to stop.”
She shook her head, her hand snaking between them to find her clit. She was so close, her orgasm within reach. Filtering out the rest of the world, she pulled back and focused on the pleasure. Blake’s brow was wrinkled with strain, his hand still holding her thigh, keeping her open so she could see where they joined. The condom glistened with her juices, his balls slapping against the low of her ass.
“Oh, god, I’m coming.” She bit her lip to hold in her scream, her body convulsing with spasm after spasm of climax.
Blake moaned long and low, following her over. His hips pistoned, pumping harder, becoming wild out of rhythm jerks. The tiny room filled with the noise of flesh slapping against flesh. Slowly, the cloud of
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