His phone rang in the distance, that nagging constant ringing thumping through his brain. He'd slept the sleep of the dead last night, the best he'd had in days maybe even weeks. Blinking his eyes open his bedroom door came into focus as his brain woke up, and the incessant ringing stopped.

Taking in a deep breath the sweet smell of a woman tickled his nostrils. Jax. Her head lay tucked into his side, just under his arm, which was curved around her shoulders. Her dark hair glistened where the sun streaming through the window touched it. He could see highlights of reds and oranges in the strands, which when mingled together gave off an incredible kaleidoscope of colors, mixed into her mahogany strands.

Her shoulders were bare, so was her back, all the way down to where the sheet rested across her waist, only a peek of ass crack showing. And that was sexy. Memories of loving her last night flooded his brain and his cock jumped to attention in record time, tenting the sheet that lay just over his lower half.

The fucking phone began ringing again and another one in this room. Jax sat up rubbing her eyes then raking her hands through her loose sexy strands. Her eyes locked on his, she smiled, leaned in and kissed his lips then quickly jumped out of bed and walked to her bag in the chair next to the door. Pulling her phone from the side pocket, her nose wrinkled before she tapped the offensive noise box and said, "Yeah."

Her eyes roamed over to his, then down his body in slow perusal and his cock jumped at the look in her eyes. He returned the favor, watching her sexy tits sway as she sauntered toward him like a cat on the prowl. Her legs showed definition in the muscles but not so much that she looked like a body builder, just enough that she looked healthy and alive. The words he first thought when he'd seen her all those days ago, “Whoa, Little Mama”, came to the forefront of his mind again.

"Yeah, we'll be there in about a half hour."

Rolling her eyes she snapped, "Would you prefer we meet you there?"

But her hand pulled the sheet down his body, the soft material sliding over his erect cock an unusual sensation which caused pre- come to form on the tip.

"Okay. See you then." Tapping her phone to end the call, she tossed it on the table next to the bed. Her hand slowly reached down and swirled over the pre- come, coating his head with his own juices.

"This right here is sexy, Tarzan." She husked. Her eyes were fixed on her playing as she licked her lips. His cock jumped again and she smiled. "We have to go to work. But first..."

She climbed on the bed, straddling him with her ass facing him. Reverse cowgirl. "Fuck, Little Mama."

"Yep. I'm on it."

His breathing shallowed and if he could get any harder it would be a surprise to him. Raising herself then lowering slowly on his cock, her white hot pussy accepted him fully as she seated herself all the way. Grinding back and forth slowly he could feel the walls of her pussy squeeze his cock and his vision dimmed as little dots formed. Leaning forward, she rested her hands on his ankles, giving him the full view of her sexy round ass and the dark little rosebud which seemed so damned forbidden but yet called to him now. She rocked herself slowly which from this position felt fucking fantastic. Sucking his forefinger into his mouth and pulling out he circled her back entrance twice before slowly easing his finger inside her. She panted on top of him and pushed herself back onto his finger, pushing him in up to his second knuckle. He heard her moan and his balls drew up tight to the point of pain.

Reaching down she rubbed his balls with one hand as she continued to rock on him. "I'm there." She whispered. He pushed his finger into her ass all the way and she gasped as she froze, her body pulsing with her release. He gave her a second, not much more, ‘cause he needed to release into her and now. Easing his finger out then back in she began moving faster now, working to get him off and it didn't take more than six strokes. He groaned as his release erupted like hot lava from a volcano. The nagging thought popped into his head that he didn't have a condom on, but the feeling was so beautifully fantastic that he pushed it away.

Jax's head hung over his legs, her back rose and fell with her labored breathing. He couldn't resist moving his finger in and out of her ass to see what her reaction would be. She raised her head back and rocked over him, careful not to lift up so he didn't slip out. He felt semi-erect though it was far too soon for him, but suddenly the thought of getting her off again became more important than anything else.

His left hand held on to her hip as his right hand moved in and out of her sweet tight ass. He saw her move her hand over her clit as she worked herself quickly, her skin flushed to a rosy glow and he worked a second finger into her sweet perfect behind. She gasped at the invasion, but never slowed, her hand moving more furiously at her clit, and fuck that was the hottest thing he'd ever experienced. Fucking Little Mama knew her body and how to use it and he was lost in watching her. She moaned low and long as her orgasm rolled over her, her pussy pulsing over his dick which was a glorious feeling all by itself.

As her pulsing slowed, he slowly removed his fingers and she moaned again. "Fuck, Tarzan." She panted. She pulled herself off of him and rolled smoothly to lay at his side. "Damn," she whispered as her chest moved with her breathing.

"Little Mama, I've said it before, but I'll say it again. You're a fucking queen right here. You make me feel like a teenager. I want to fuck you in every way I can."

She giggled against his chest. "Good ‘cause I feel the same way about you."