“You want me to take you hard?” Just asking her the question made my dick pulse. I had all kinds of ideas on how I wanted to fuck Sarah.

She nodded.

“I’m going to eat you out, get you nice and soft and wet and ready for my dick. Then I’ll fuck you. On your back. On all fours. Over the edge of the bed. Hell, against the wall. All night long.”

“Please.”

I leaned down, kissed her nipple, then the other. “That’s right, I love to hear you beg. But it’s a little early yet.”

Shifting down her body, I gripped one thigh, then the other, spread her wide, and settled my shoulders between. Breathing her in, I looked my fill. My pussy.

She was wet and eager for me.

“Shit,” I muttered, shaking my head. “I don’t have a condom.”

Fuck me. My girl was naked and spread and ready, and I didn’t have anything to protect her.

“I do.”

I arched a brow, narrowed my gaze.

“They came in a party favor bag from a bachelorette party. It’s in my bedside drawer.”

Reaching over, I yanked it open and found her stash. There were at least five. That would hold us… for a few hours. I ripped one open, slid it on.

“Huck,” she whimpered when I finished.

I’d gotten off in the shower. She hadn’t.

I didn’t make her wait any longer. While I might tease her someday, she was being a good girl and deserved all the orgasms I could give her.

I licked down her seam, then used my thumbs to part her, then licked her again, from her dripping opening to her clit. I’d figured out what got her hot on Friday night, but now I had my hands and slipped two fingers into her. Found her G-spot when she arched her back and cried out my name.

I worked her hard. Watched what made her gasp, writhe, clutch at my hair, and did it again. And again. She came quickly, her pussy gushing onto my palm.

Before she finished coming, I worked my way up her body, positioned myself at her entrance, and slid home.

“Fuck!” I groaned, her pussy walls clenching down, practically strangling my dick as she continued to come. I pulled back, thrust deep again. When her legs wrapped around my hips, her heels digging into my ass, I took her hard. Our skin slapped together. Her tits swayed. Her eyes met mine. Held as she lifted her hips to meet me.

I pulled all the way out, then flipped Sarah onto her stomach. With my hand hooked around her waist, I pulled her back onto her knees, pressed into her from behind.

“Huck!” she cried. This angle made it easy to go extra deep. She had all of me now. I felt every inch of her clamping down.

“Good girl. Take me.” I slapped her ass, and a pink handprint instantly bloomed. She clenched. “Fuck.”

I spanked her again, and she reached down beneath her and began to play with her clit.