I bit back a smile. He’d always seemed so serious. Yet sex with Ziggy was fun and we hadn’t even gotten to the actual sex part yet. Certainly I felt way more comfortable with him than I had with anyone in a long time. This was shaping up to be a spectacular end to a truly crappy day. An end I hoped to repeat with him often.

Without preamble, I grabbed the string of condoms and tore one free, ripping into the wrapping with my teeth. His gaze darkened, his hand moving away from his dick. I threw a leg over, sitting on his hairy thighs. Nice and muscular legs, by the way. As I wrapped my fingers around his cock, white pre-cum dribbled from the top. Good that he’d confirmed he was clean. I swiped it up with a thumb and stuck it in my mouth. Yummy and salty. This man made me hungry in all the ways.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “Put it on me, sweetness. I think I’ve waited long enough.”

“It’s only been a few minutes.”

“No. It’s been days.”

I smiled and rolled the condom down over his rigid shaft. Then, leaning forward on my hands, I kissed him on the lips. The man wasted no time in tangling his hands in my hair and soul kissing me. My breasts brushed against his hard chest, my wet pussy teasing the head of his cock. Rubbing against him lit me up inside in the most beautiful way. Finally, I could take no more, holding him steady and lining him up with my entrance.

“Eyes on me,” he said.

I did as asked, pushing down, taking him deep inside. And he fit just right. About average length, but nice and thick. Hands gripped my hips, holding me steady.

“Be careful with that arm,” I reminded him, sounding slightly breathy. Exactly how a sex goddess should sound, really. The way he looked at me, the heat in his eyes, let me know he loved what he saw and then some.

Slowly I rose up before sinking back down, building a gradual rhythm. Enough to tease us both, stoking the fires without rushing. His hands rose to my breasts, squeezing and massaging them once more. It all felt so good. Heat built, sliding straight through my veins. It wasn’t easy keeping my eyes open. When I leaned forward a little and his cock hit something awesome inside of me, my mouth dropped open on a gasp. Ziggy’s hands returned to my hips, guiding me back to that same place over and over. I placed my palms flat against his pecs, not losing my balance again but holding myself steady. Doing my best to hold myself together when everything seemed to be getting ready to fly apart.

“That’s it,” he said, voice rough and low.

All I could do was nod.