She was positive. When he touched her, his fingers slid easily past her folds, brushing against her sensitive nub, lighting a fire in her chest. Arching her back away from the bed, she gasped. “Yes.”

“I missed this pussy,” he whispered against her ribs. “One day without it was too much.”

His fingers were like magic; working spells against her clit. Victoria bit her lip as the small pulses vibrated from her womb. “Johnny,” she choked out, bucking against his hand. This was just as beautiful as their scheduled sex sessions, only now, she felt free to shout and cry at will. And his hands were willing her to be her loudest.

“Do you want more, baby?”

With her eyes squeezed shut, Victoria nodded. “Please.”

He took away his hand, leaving her bereft and empty. She gently eased a shaky breath from her lungs and opened her eyes to see he had lifted himself over her until his body imprisoned her. With powerful thighs between hers, he stroked himself while watching her squirm under his piercing stare. “Do you want this?”

More than anything.

The corners of Victoria’s lips curled as she thrust upward. “Okay,” he said with a wicked smirk. Leaning over her, John braced himself on his arms, planted on either side of her head. When he rested the tip of his cock against her warm wet entrance, Victoria tightened her thighs around his narrow hips and raised her own. “Slow down, sweetheart,” he crooned in her ear.

“No,” she said with a breathy laugh, her breasts pressing against his tickling chest hair. “I want you inside me now.”

John chuckled as he slid his length along her hot swollen flesh, sending a jolt through her core. “Can you take this cock?” he asked.

Running her hands along the corded muscles of his back, she arched her back again. “Only one way to find out,” she whispered.

When he entered her, Victoria inhaled sharply and dug her nails into his skin. Each time John penetrated her was a delightful new surprise that she relished in. She wrapped her legs around him tighter and rode the sensation of him sliding against her tight walls. Every inch of him moved slowly, filling her to the hilt, until the pleasure forced him onto his forearms. He leaned into her, nostrils flaring, muscles taut. “Oh, Jesus...” he exhaled.