Those damn slow kisses of his. Amber didn't know how he could bear them at a time like this, when she herself was frantic for faster and deeper. Following Eric at his pace, she felt ready to burst. She tried, though. She loved that light, satisfied hum he let out when he was getting what he liked. Forgetting where they were, Amber tried to draw that sound from out of him, mouthing him slow and delicate as if she were dabbing on the final details on a masterpiece.
It was so not fucking enough, though. Her body cried to be touched, nipples and skin tingling with want. Stroking Eric, feeling him grow around her fist, being shoved harder into the bed, only increased Amber's frustration. Her breath came in short and ragged. Her senses were filled with him: his taste flooded her mouth, his scent her nose. Why couldn't he be in her now.
She grabbed the package and tore it open, nearly ripping the condom itself in the process. "Fuck," she muttered. But her nails didn't seem to have run over the latex, so it should be okay. Amber looked back into Eric's eyes and smiled, coy. This was the good part. He'd as good as signed a contract saying the rest was up to her. Hands on his pecs and leg hooking over his, Amber rolled him on to his back. She made a show of sitting and sliding onto his thighs; appreciated the view as long as she was up here. He was all tight, like a slingshot ready to let the rock fly. "You want this?" she whispered, delaying what she had been wanting so much for the pleasure of watching him squirm.
But she wouldn't put this off forever; rubbing her pussy against his thigh wouldn't do for long. Amber positioned the slick, rubbery condom over his erection and rolled downwards, working in a squeeze here and there. "Looks good on you." It did. The red was bright and exciting against his dark skin. Eric could be particular about the colors and wasn't especially happy when Amber brought in neon green and pink condoms. Good for a laugh, but not for a fucking.
He was ready and so was she. Amber let her fingers linger another moment, kneading his balls, before lifting her hips and directing his dick into her. Oh god. "Oh," she let out, her heart stopping. "Ohhhh." Fuck, damn, that felt good. Her heart started up again, galloping. "Eric..."
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It was so not fucking enough, though. Her body cried to be touched, nipples and skin tingling with want. Stroking Eric, feeling him grow around her fist, being shoved harder into the bed, only increased Amber's frustration. Her breath came in short and ragged. Her senses were filled with him: his taste flooded her mouth, his scent her nose. Why couldn't he be in her now.
She grabbed the package and tore it open, nearly ripping the condom itself in the process. "Fuck," she muttered. But her nails didn't seem to have run over the latex, so it should be okay. Amber looked back into Eric's eyes and smiled, coy. This was the good part. He'd as good as signed a contract saying the rest was up to her. Hands on his pecs and leg hooking over his, Amber rolled him on to his back. She made a show of sitting and sliding onto his thighs; appreciated the view as long as she was up here. He was all tight, like a slingshot ready to let the rock fly. "You want this?" she whispered, delaying what she had been wanting so much for the pleasure of watching him squirm.
But she wouldn't put this off forever; rubbing her pussy against his thigh wouldn't do for long. Amber positioned the slick, rubbery condom over his erection and rolled downwards, working in a squeeze here and there. "Looks good on you." It did. The red was bright and exciting against his dark skin. Eric could be particular about the colors and wasn't especially happy when Amber brought in neon green and pink condoms. Good for a laugh, but not for a fucking.
He was ready and so was she. Amber let her fingers linger another moment, kneading his balls, before lifting her hips and directing his dick into her. Oh god. "Oh," she let out, her heart stopping. "Ohhhh." Fuck, damn, that felt good. Her heart started up again, galloping. "Eric..."