Burned(52)

I make my way around the front of the truck and open her door, holding her hand as she steps down from the cab. My dick has been hard since I picked her up at her house earlier and she opened the door wearing a red, wrap-around dress that hugged her curves.
Her matching red heels click against the pavement as she jumps down and the vee in the front of her dress gapes open, showing off even more of the creamy skin that I’ve been staring at all night across the candlelit table.
I move our clasped hands behind her back and rest them right above her ass as I trail the fingers of my free hand down her collarbone and over the exposed skin of her breasts.
“I need to be inside you,” I tell her softly, staring into her eyes as I move my hand lower until I’m cupping one breast in my palm.
I run my thumb back and forth over her nipple through the material of her dress, lightly pinching it after it pebbles
“How fast can you unlock that door and take your clothes off?” she whispers as I kiss my way across her cheek until my lips are right by her ear.
“About as fast as I can make you come. What’s the record now, thirty-five seconds?” I tease.
She laughs, swatting my hand away from her breast. “Let’s see if you have it in you to make it twenty.”

AN HOUR LATER, I’ve got her right on the edge of her third orgasm. She’s sprawled across my bed, her body glistening with sweat. I’m on my stomach between her thighs, pressing my dick into the mattress in an attempt to calm myself down. In my line of work, patience and control are critical, and it’s taken every vestige I have of both not to drag her down the bed and f*ck her so hard we both pass out, but I have something else in mind. I’ve been thinking about our phone sex conversation a week ago and I want her as ready and pliant as she can be.
Pulling my fingers out of her, I slide them into my mouth and clean her wetness off them with my tongue. She’s up on her elbows watching me, her hips lifting slightly in an unconscious request for more. Moving out from between her thighs, I slide up the length of her body, rolling her onto her side so I can curl myself behind her. I pull her hair away from the back of her neck and nip at the skin there while I reach back and grab the bottle of lube I bought the day before.
Placing it on the bed behind me, I slide my hand over the front of her thigh, grabbing her leg and pulling it back over my hip so she’s open to me. Her head is resting on her arm and I scoot closer, lifting myself up on my elbow so I can stare down at her body.
I slowly slide my hand up the inside of her thigh and ghost my fingers through her folds, pulling the wetness pooling there up with me to circle it around her clit. She’s so wet that I’m not even sure I’ll need the lube for what I have in mind, but I’m still going to use it. I want this to be as pleasurable as possible for her.
Her hips shift back and she grinds her ass against my cock as it slips between her cheeks. I move myself against her, sliding my cock through her as my fingers continue playing with her clit.
“I want to f*ck you here, baby,” I whisper in her ear, emphasizing what I mean by thrusting hard against her ass.
My fingers easily slide through her * as she gets even wetter at my words.
“Oh, God, yes,” she mumbles, her hips moving against my fingers as I push two of them deep inside of her, my thumb flicking over her clit.
I pump my fingers in and out of her, moving my thumb faster until she’s gasping and moaning with need.
“Fuck, I’m going to come. Oh, my God,” she whispers.
I quickly pull my fingers out of her and move my thumb away from her clit, smiling to myself when I hear her whimper.
“Not yet, baby. You’re not coming again until my cock is inside your ass.”