Her hips went up, exposing the delicious strip of her femininity to his eyes. He trailed a finger along the line of her back, around the curve of her bottom, skimming the wink of her back hole before slipping through the parted lips of her cunt. One finger pushed in and her wet heat swallowed him. The exquisite feeling on his digit made his cock throb in anticipation. Two fingers began that glorious advance and retreat, his eyes riveted as she grasped at him.
It wasn’t long before her hips gave a tempting wiggle and she lifted her shoulders to gaze back at him. His other hand came down without a second thought, striking her upturned bottom and sending a shiver through them both.
She obeyed without hesitation, her body falling back into position as the pink print of his hand rose on her skin. It was too much for him just then. Her soft skin and willing compliance threatened to undo him. No, not yet. Not before he felt the cling of her pussy around him.
He clamped his jaw tight and continued his manipulation of her body. He wanted her frenzied, soaked, and on the very edge when he plunged into her. He wanted to feel her explode the moment he took what was his. He added another finger and focused on his goal.
Finally, when her whimpers became desperate cries and she began to push back against him, he allowed himself to give in to the urge. Her sob of frustration when he removed his fingers only fueled his need to possess her.
He ripped at the front of his pants, barely pushing them to his thighs before surging into her body. Just like he hoped, she exploded around him, her orgasm forcing a keening noise from her lips. He moved through the tight grip of her body, his hands parting her cheeks to stare at the connection their bodies made. Nothing satisfied him more than watching her cunt cling desperately to him as she fell apart. Nothing.