Swipe for a Cosmo by Megan Wade
Kellen
As promised, I follow her into my room with my dick in my hand, stroking myself as I watch the gentle sway of her hips, and the bounce of her round ass with each step. If she isn’t perfect enough like that, she also adds in a coquettish look when she reaches the foot of my bed. Then she does exactly as I asked by sliding back, head on my pillows before she opens her knees wide for me. I’m about to explode.
“I really don’t wanna come unless it’s inside you, sweetheart. But this sight.” I hiss through my teeth, then tighten the grip around my dick, choking off my urge to let go here and now.
“You really like looking at me, huh?” she asks, her voice husky as she runs her fingers down her side, inching toward her center.
“Like?” I move to the end of the bed and place my knee on the mattress. “I fucking love looking at you. But what I love even more than looking, is touching you.”
Crawling up the bed, I pause when I’m between her legs, straightening up so I’m on my knees looking down at her luscious beauty.
“You have no clue how fucking filled with lust you make me feel, do you?” I say, reaching between us and running the tips of my fingers between her slick heat, groaning as her juices glide against my touch.
She gasps and arches up for me. “I’m starting to get an idea.”
“And I plan on showing you how wild you make me feel as often as possible.” A low rumble reverberates out of me as I push my fingers inside her body and massage her G-spot, loving the soft panting coming out of her parted lips as she locks eyes with mine.
“If it feels anywhere near as good as this, I’m here for that.”
“Yeah?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“Well, when I’m finished with you, you’ll never question the way I feel about you again. I’m all in, Jade.” I add my thumb into the mix, teasing her clit while curling my fingers up. “This is just the beginning.”
“Ohhhh,” she moans, her hands flying out to the sides, her fingers fisting the sheets as I work with her body, driving her closer and closer to climax. I love the way she moans and writhes, fucking my hand with each tiny movement of her hips. And I love the way her face scrunches up, the way her mouth opens, and the sounds that escape her throat, higher pitched and louder the closer she gets to letting go. “Kellen!”
And when she lets go…well, I realize that not only do I love watching her come. I also love her.
I’m never letting her go.
