If there’s one thing I just love, it’s pushing this prim and proper girl right over the fucking edge.

I was amazed she didn’t run a mile when I started to finger fuck her right there at the restaurant. At first, her eyes were full of hesitation, but it didn’t take long for them to express flat-out desire.

Those eyes suck me right in, their cinnamon color something else altogether.

There’s something honest in them, and I know there’s a wild beast in there, waiting to be unleashed―an animal filled with primal lust and passion.

As she’s taking in the sight of my cock, it requires every ounce of self-control not to shove it right into her perfect little mouth.

I know she wants it. The way she’s licking her lips, the way her mouth is parted just a little, it’s only a matter of time before my cock will be inside her.

There are a few drops of pre-cum glistening at the tip. I’m ready to fucking explode.

Mesmerized, I watch her tongue dart out and lick those droplets away. Then, she slowly and gently leans toward me to kiss the tip of my now quivering cock.

I feel goosebumps travel up my spine and arms. There’s something magical in her action. Her breath is soft and delicate, warm and gentle.

Fuck, it feels good—so fucking good—to have those velvet lips wrapped around my throbbing member. Briefly, I close my eyes and feel as if I’m floating on my back through a sea of desire.

She opens her lips wider to accommodate all of me, and I slowly feel like I’m fucking drowning. I clutch onto her tits, holding on like my life depends on it—like she’s my only salvation.

My fingers tease and squeeze, rubbing and kneading.

Hungrily, she starts to suck on my cock. This is what I’ve been fucking waiting for. I throw my head back and take a deep breath.

I want to enjoy this for as long as possible. I don’t want to erupt into her tight, wet mouth too early.

While her mouth is working its magic on my member, her hands have found another sensitive spot—my balls. She plays with them, rolls them around, and then squeezes them.

I don’t think I’ve ever had such a cocktail of sensations run through me. This woman knows her stuff.

She increases her pace. I watch her head bob up and down, and I marvel at the way her lips smack against my cock. The sound is fucking music to my ears.

I feel my massive cock expand with each inward thrust, and her tongue makes the most of it, darting out to lick my base each time she gets there.

Time. Such a strange concept.

It slows right down, and I’m acutely aware of her flawless pale skin, the bud-like nipples on those fleshy tits of hers, and her eyes. She’s completely lost in what she’s doing, giving it more than a hundred fucking percent.

I like this girl. A whole fucking lot. I think I made a good choice when I approached her.

If only there wasn’t my small problem. It’s so small it’s barely worth mentioning, and it will still be a little while before I need to raise it with her.

Stop ruining the fucking moment, I growl at myself.

Multiple explosions assault my insides. Fireworks to rival New Year’s Eve are starting at the base of my spine and spreading through me at breakneck speed.

My huge load builds up in my balls, and then, without further warning, I erupt like a fucking angry volcano in her beautiful mouth.

She does her best to swallow every last drop of my creamy cum as I shoot it down her throat, but it overflows and runs down her chin.

When the orgasm has passed, I pull out of her with a pop.

With my index finger, I wipe my own cum off her face with a finger, which she licks like it’s another one of those chocolate-covered fruits. She even bites my finger gently, teasingly, before she lets me go.

Then she stands up and struts around the room. I watch her head to the sound system. As she bends over to check out the selection, I get a good look at her ass and the swollen lips of her pussy.

My cock’s coming to life again already.

I’m not sure what she’s chosen, but as soon as she presses play, her body starts to bend, twist, and twirl to some boppy pop song.

I have never heard of it before, but I love the way her body becomes one with the music. Her own hands stroke, caress, and explore her curves.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Unable to stay where I am any longer, I join her. The next song is a slow one, and I wrap my arms around her back, pulling her as close to me as possible. Now we sway as one to some love song.

My cock presses into her ass, and I’m tempted to just shove it into her, here and now. But it seems wrong to the break this moment.

Her movements are fluid. I wonder if she used to take dance classes.

Slowly, I turn her in my arms so she’s facing me. Her tits rub against my chest, and her hands link behind my neck. I lower my mouth to hers. Our tongues meet, and pleasure erupts in me.

I need to take her, but before I do, there’s a little matter I have to attend to.

The music changes again. It’s another genre I’m not familiar with.

I move back to the coffee table and grab the packet I had left on it earlier. I pull out the condom, and it’s on my fucking cock before she realizes what’s going on.

The tip of my cock hovers at her dripping pussy. I debate my next move. And then, I let her warp her legs around my waist, straddling me.

Oh. Fuck.

As I stand there, Rose in my arms and on top of my cock, I feel the world spin around me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say I was drunk. But I’m not―except maybe drunk on ecstasy.

With her arms still around my neck, she thrusts against me, using her crossed legs behind my back as support.

This is the most amazing fucking feeling I’ve ever experienced. I knew there was some kind of caged animal locked inside this woman. I’m sure this is only the beginning of the more adventurous Rose coming out.

As fucking awesome as this is, I need to put her down and really fuck her. There’s an aching need I have to fill.

My eyes zero in on the table, and I head for it. Gently, I put her on her back and make sure her legs drape over the edge.

I’ve momentarily pulled out of her to change position, and now that she’s in the perfect spot, I spread her legs apart and shove deep inside her.

A low moan escapes her lips. My hands use her tits as support. I push into her slowly until my balls are pressing against her ass.

And then I start pummeling into her, hard and fast.

She meets me with her own little upward thrusts as I slam into her again and again. Soon, the music stops, and the only sounds we can hear are my balls slapping against her naked skin and our short, shallow breathing.

There’s the occasional moan, and then Rose is yelping like a little lost puppy dog.

“Yeeeeeeeeeessssss,” she hisses, and I see her body tense all over. Her hands reach for my shoulders, and I feel her nails dig into me.

I can sense she’s about to come.

So am I. My cock grows with each thrust. It’s expanding, and the walls of her pussy are tightening. I increase my pace yet again.

The pressure of her tightening pussy is too much for my cock. I suddenly explode deep within her.

Wave after wave of cum fills my condom. My hands are frozen on her tits, and now she’s engulfed in her own orgasm.

Her pussy is tightening around me and squeezing every last bit of juice out of me. I fear she might break me. Eventually, I feel her go limp beneath me.

I stay in her a little longer, relishing the sensation of that fucking tight pussy.

When I pull out of her, I give her a gentle kiss on the nose and stand to discard my condom.

After I return, she’s still leaning against the table. There’s a dreamy expression on her face.

“Another glass of cool bubbles?” I offer, and she nods.

“Actually, I don’t think I finished my last glass.” She goes over to the couch to take a look. I feast my eyes on her ass for a moment before I join her.

Naked, we lie on the soft leather and stare out the window at the deep, dark blue ocean. Later, I think we’ll go for a walk along the beach. And if it’s deserted enough, you never know what we might end up doing there.