His hand snakes around my waist to my lower back, pulling me flush against his chest. My heart rate picks up significantly as he begins to roll his hips upwards, slow and deliberate.
"Here," I pant out gently. "Right here, please sir." I'm immediately cut off as his lips are pressed against mine in a passionate kiss, one that quickly becomes frenzied. I slip my hands out of his hair and push his suit jacket off of his shoulders, beginning to quickly unbutton his shirt. My lips part as he wastes no time slipping his tongue into my mouth while his hands work on removing his belt from his pants.
As quickly as I can, I nudge Rhodes's shirt over his shoulders before he helps to remove the clothing. Before long, my hips are lifted upwards so he can slip down his slacks and his boxers. Our kiss briefly parts as Rhodes tears open the condom packet with his teeth, looking up at me with a devilish grin.
"Always have one in my pocket when I go to see you, never want to not be prepared," he explains with a cocky grin. I stifle a laugh as Rhodes rolls the condom on. Rhodes doesn't bother trying to remove my panties, opting to instead push them to the side before he slides my hips down onto him. The feeling is intense, as I haven't had a lot of practice with being on top, but it's an intense feeling of pleasure instead of pain like the first time we had sex.
"Oh fuck, you feel so good, gonna ride my cock, baby?" Rhodes moans out as I slowly lift my hips up and bring them back down, trying to figure out a rhythm that works for both of us. I know he's probably used to going a lot faster, but his hands hold my hips to support me, not to rush me. I nod my head as I attempt to speed up the pace, eager to feel that familiar pull in my stomach.
"That's it, baby, find your rhythm, you're doing so fucking good," he leans his head forward and peppers kisses along my now-exposed neck as my head is tilted upwards towards the ceiling. I dig my nails into his shoulders as I find a nice rhythm, slow enough for me to be able to keep the pace but quick enough for both of us to be sweating in minutes.
"Tell me how it feels, baby," Rhodes groans against my neck, biting down on a particularly sensitive spot near the base of my throat.
"So good, it feels so good," a loud moan escapes my lips as I buck my hips slightly faster. One of my hands slides into his hair to tug on the curls. His lips find mine in another feverish kiss as I rest my chest against his own, allowing me to move my hips faster due to the support. I can feel Rhodes's hand slip from my waist and make contact with the point where we both connect, rubbing on the sensitive nub gently.