Falling Down(127)


"Lift." She does and I position my cock at her entrance. She sits up and looks at me, her eyes half closed, glazed over in passion.
"This part is you. Take what you can at your own pace."
Slowly she sinks down onto my cock, her wetness easing the way as she lowers herself down, down, until I'm balls deep inside her. Jesus.
"Shit, Luce. Do we need a condom?" I ask. This is her decision and one I won't take from her. Yeah, it feels in-f*cking-credible being bare with her around me, but it's not just my decision to make and I will absolutely respect whatever choice she makes. No resentment, no attitude. Some guys might pull that shit, but if I'm going to be in this with her, I'm all in and that means respect in all aspects of our relationship.
When did I turn into such a *? Oh yeah, about six years ago when I met her in Chicago and lightning zapped through my body to my brain and cock when we shook hands. One of the scariest and best moments of my life.
"No, Jesse. We're okay."
"Sure?"
"Mhmm. You feel so good, God. How is it I feel like I could come again without moving when I just did--twice."
"Was that a question because the answer to that question is no one will ever own this body like I do. No one. No one will ever bring you the pleasure I do. Never." I lift my hips, nudging her deep, drawing a moan out of her, then she starts lifting and lowering her hips. My hands wrap around her sexy hips and, for the moment, I let her set the pace.
"You're so damn tight," I groan as she sinks down onto my dick just a little faster than before. I'm not going to last long at all if she keeps that up but I really think I could go twice I'm so f*cking hot for her right now.
"Jesse," she whispers and I lose it.
"Lucy, I'm going to f*ck you hard right now, I need to come, but then I want you to keep going." She nods, her eyes wide. Her head tilts back when I lift my hips to meet her down thrusts.
So hot, so wet, so tight. I slam into her hard and fast, her tits bouncing as she meets each movement, her moans driving me f*cking crazy.
"Fuuuuuuck Lucy," I moan, my hands clenching her hips hard as my balls tighten up and cum erupts from my cock. Shit. Hard and hot and I've lost my f*cking mind in this woman. And I'm still coming as her hips work my cock.
"So good, Lucy, keep going. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuuck," I growl as I finally stop coming. Shit.
Her eyes are wide and I can't help but chuckle. She looks well and thoroughly f*cked, a bit scared, a whole lot confused, and god damn if I don't love her with everything I've got.
"What the hell was that, Jesse?" she asks, lifting and lowering on my amazingly still-hard dick.
"A really f*cking amazing orgasm. Shit," I say blowing out a breath.
"How are you still hard?"
"Yeah, you do that to me darlin'. What can I say?" I ask as I lift my hips and thrust my cock deep into her. She moans.
"I love that sound, Lucy. The sound of your moans, knowing my cock has you feeling so good you can't hold it back."
Her cheeks flush even more than they were.
"It's a little late to be blushing, Luce. You had your mouth wrapped around my cock, my mouth was all over your *, and you've been riding me like a f*cking pro for the last at least thirty minutes."
"Good point," she says with a grin, moving just a bit faster and adding that f*cking swivel of her hips.
"Best f*cking ride of my life, right here, right now."
"Happy to oblige," she says all cocky-like and I laugh.
"God, I f*cking love you, Lucy."
Her eyes go wide again, then her expression softens. "I love you too," she says. "But it doesn't count during sex."

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