Hearing those words stiffened my already rock hard cock to the point of no return. I hadn’t stopped thinking about her from the moment we parted ways the night before, and while I hadn’t planned on taking her to bed at nine in the morning, I could have praised the Lord himself for the fortune that had just been bestowed upon me.

I pulled her sweater up over her head, and then yanked my own shirt off as quickly as possible. She was wearing a teal-colored lace bra that, against her skin, made her look like a model. Her round tits were just spilling over the top a bit, and I couldn’t wait to suck on them. Bringing her toward me by the waistband of her jeans, I undid them and slid the fabric down her creamy white thighs. Her pale skin was so perfect, like a doll almost. Her panties matched her bra and I stood there, admiring her.

Just to give myself some relief, I undid my jeans, but didn’t take them off. When she tried to reach for them herself, I moved her hand away. Besides the fact I was so turned on by her I felt like I could explode at any minute, I wanted this to be about her first. Lowering my hands to her hips, I ran my thumb along the waist of her panties. While I wanted to rip them off and devour her like a meal, I gently pushed her back onto the bed, and crawled on top of her as we moved to the center. Kissing her torso, her thigh, making my way down her leg, I tried to kiss every inch of her while she watched in disbelief.

Moving back up her body until we were face to face, I caged her in with my arms. “I’m going to consume every bit of you this morning, baby,” I said, before lowering myself to take her mouth with mine. Her kiss was intoxicating. I was literally drunk on her touch, and wanted my lips on hers constantly. I didn't need to breathe. She could breathe for me. I didn’t care. She kissed me back with such urgency, I had to hold myself back.

I still had my jeans on, and she was in nothing but her bra and panties. Slowly, I slid the strap of her bra off her shoulder, planting kisses along the way, as I ran my other hand up over her opposite breast. They were very real, and they were perfect. A little bit more than a handful. Using just a fingertip, I gently guided the lace cup down, exposing her tight nipple, just barely grazing it with my thumb, which caused her back to arch and her breath to hitch. Unable to wait any longer, I leaned down, running my tongue over the little pebble, then rolling it around, sucking on it. A quiet moan escaped her lips as she grabbed my waist harder, pulling me into her. Her hips rocked against my thigh while I suckled on her tit, enjoying how much it made her wiggle and writhe under me. I made my way to the other, now gently pinching and squeezing one, while my mouth fondled the other.

Her body reacted to mine, and as my cock strained against my jeans, I started to make my way down to my prize. I loved going down on a woman, and tasting Elise was going to drive me to the edge of sanity. Her panties were so sexy that I decided to leave them on, and just moved them to the side as I slid a finger inside her wet pussy. She was tight, but she was soaked. I ran my thumb along her little bud softly, causing her to jolt, and try to close her legs.

She had pushed herself up to her elbows, watching me carefully. Her tits were still exposed and flushed from my touch, and she was biting her lip gently in anticipation of what was to come. It would be her.

“Open,” I demanded, tenderly spreading her legs wider to let me in. She gave in, watching my every move. Her steely eyes fixed on me, I couldn’t look away. “I have been waiting all night to taste you,” I said.

Her eyebrows raised and her legs relaxed open, as I continued to massage her clit. Moving in, I flattened my tongue, running it along the length of her opening before sucking on her clit while fingering her slowly. Her hips rocked into my face; she was letting go, and I was about to have my prize. As her breathing got heavier, I slipped a second finger inside and pushed them as far as they would go while sucking harder, and flicking with my tongue. She began to unravel and as her body shook, I picked up the pace even more, making sure she came harder than she imagined she could. No sweeter sound could be heard in the world than her screaming out my name as she came, my face buried in her pussy, and holding her hips as tight as I could as she rode out her orgasm.

When she finished, I gave one more long lick along her opening before standing up alongside the bed.

Still panting, she asked, “Where are you going?” She seemed concerned.

“I’m not going anywhere, baby. We’re not done here. Not by a long shot.” I leaned over to kiss her, letting her taste her pleasure on me. Her soft tongue rolled against mine, and I couldn’t get out of my jeans fast enough.

I was digging in my pocket for a condom when she said, “You don’t need a condom.”

Shocked, I raised my eyebrow in disbelief. “What do you mean?”

“I can’t actually have kids, and we already know we’re both clean. It was a requirement for our arrangement, remember?”

I did remember, now that she mentioned it. What I didn’t remember was the last time I had my cock in a woman without a condom on. Just when I had thought it wasn’t possible to get any harder, I practically lost it right there. I was going to fuck her without any kind of barrier. I needed to contain myself.

“Are you sure?” I asked, hoping and praying she was.

“I’m sure.” She paused, a smirk crossing her face. “Now, I believe I told you once already that I wanted you to fuck me. Don’t make me tell you again.”

My mouth fell open in shock, and I rushed to her side, grabbing the material of her lace panties, yanking them down and tossing them across the room. I quickly reached around her, unhooking the bra, and flung it somewhere else in the room. Now completely naked before me, completely mine for the taking, I took in her beautiful dark hair in contrast to her pale skin. She was absolutely radiant. I freed myself from my boxer briefs, and crawled into the bed next to her. I had planned to try to go slow, to make it last, but the moment she wrapped her small hand around my aching cock, I rolled on top of her.

With a hooded gaze, she met my eyes with hers, and gave me an incredible smile. She laid below me, her hands gripping my biceps as I lined my cock up to her entrance. Still soaked, the tip slid inside her as if it was meant to be there, and before I could stop myself, to take it slow, I’d thrust into her roughly, causing her to moan loudly. Her tight pussy squeezed around me, and as it adjusted to my size, I had to stop moving for a moment so I wouldn’t lose it right there. The feeling of being inside her, with nothing between us, was so amazing, I couldn’t possibly do it justice in words. My entire body felt connected to her; nothing else existed.

Neither of us was going to last very long at that rate, and once she started rocking her hips into mine, my cock sliding in and out of her pussy gently, it wasn’t long before we were going crazy. Her legs wrapped around me as I pumped furiously into her, grabbing the hair at the back of her neck, I fucked her harder as she muttered, “Yes” under her breath. I could feel myself getting ready to come, hoping that she was close too, when she dug her nails into my side and threw her head back, letting me yank her hair even more as she screamed out her orgasm.

“Carter! Yes! Fucking yes!” she yelled as I pounded my cock into her, my own release just seconds away. “I want you to come! Come inside me!”

Not a moment too soon, as the intensity of our touch drove me over the edge, I came harder than I’ve ever experienced, yelling out myself. As we came down together, I kissed her again and again, not wanting to stop. I’d never tire of her touch. I was a changed man that day, and I’d never be the same.