MAVERICK
I left my robe on the chair, unhooked my bra, and pulled down my panties on the floor while Lake’s stare seared me. He was naked in bed, his cock growing in his grip.
Lake was hard everywhere, with pure muscles and perfect limbs as I came on top of him. His big arms wrapped around me, and he rolled us over so he could be on top. I was pressed by a heavy mass, but not enough to crush me.
He dipped in, his lips finding mine, and kissed me softly, slowly at first, while his hand slid into my hair, stroking my scalp. The kiss was gentle as if we had all the time in the world.
When a moan slipped past my throat, he felt my anticipation; he deepened the kiss and delved his tongue into my mouth, making it aggressive and demanding—exactly what I wanted right now with the growing pain in my lower belly and the throbbing pulse between my thighs.
I grabbed his thick cock, stroked it slowly, and dampened its head with my wetness before I positioned it into my entrance. A groan of satisfaction rumbled in his chest.
Without breaking our kiss, he started to sink his cock into me, thick, hard, and warm. I shuddered at his first thrust, and it wasn’t even all in.
“Fuck, baby.” The way he said it made me feel like my pussy was the best he ever had.