I straddled him, feeling his hardness between my legs. He was staring up at me with dreamy eyes as I pulled my panties aside and lowered myself onto his girth.
We both let out groans and I lost myself in the feeling of him inside me. I slowly hopped up and down on him, my breasts bouncing as I reached full speed, feeling my orgasm threatening to rip through me. He reached up to my bare breasts and began to pull and pinch at my nipples as I screamed in ecstasy.
My orgasm tore through me and right after, so did his.
I slumped against him, lying on his chest, and shaking in the afterglow.
“You’re amazing,” he whispered into my hair, and I smiled against his neck.
We lay like that for a while before I got up to see him dozing slightly.
I slowly climbed off him and let my dress fall to the floor as I made my way to the kitchen for a glass of water.
Suddenly, his arm was snaking around me and grabbing my breasts again. I could feel his hardness pressed between my buttocks. I moaned again at his teasing and pulling, whispering a breathless, “Yes,” as he asked if he could fuck me from behind over my kitchen countertop.