“Austin,” she whimpers. The sound of my name on her lips make my cock harder. Kneeling in front of her, I lift her leg onto my shoulder, opening her more for me.

“Did you miss me too, Goose?” I ask, working her pussy with my fingers. She nods. “Say it.”

“I missed you.”

I reward her with a slow lick, ending at her clit. I tease her with lazy circles, making her desperate.

“Please, Austin.” I love the sound of her need.

I relent and flick the little bundle of nerves with my tongue while I keep pumping my fingers in and out of her. It only takes a few seconds for her to come against my face, screaming my name. It’s the sexiest thing in the world. I will never get sick of making this woman come.

I don’t wait for her to recover from her first orgasm, knowing she’s not done for the night. I stand up, unbuckle my belt and drop my pants to the floor. I grab her hips and spin her around. Her hands slap against the door as I press a hand into her back to bend her forward. I kick her feet apart and glide a finger against her overstimulated clit.

I’m rougher than I’ve been before, but her heavy breathing and gentle moans tell me she’s enjoying it. I need her to know she’s still in control.

“It’s okay to tell me to stop.”

“I know,” she acknowledges but doesn’t say more.

Game on.

I grab her hips and in one hard thrust I bury myself balls-deep inside her. I pull out slowly, knowing she loves my head dragging against the walls of her pussy, before slamming back into her.

Her moans get louder as my pace gets faster. I should tell her to be quiet, but I don’t. I love knowing anyone in the hallway can hear her calling my name. That they know she’s mine.

I grab a fistful of the jersey, getting leverage to take her harder and faster. The bedroom is filled with the sound of our bodies slamming together. I lose myself in the ecstasy of her tight pussy wrapped around me.

I lean forward, pressing my chest to her back, and tell her, “I want to hear you come. I want to feel you.” I slip my hand between her thighs, and a few quick strokes on her clit is all it takes. She’s writhing against me, moaning my name, her pussy squeezing my cock. It’s fucking glorious. I grab her hips and fuck her with everything I have. I claim her, coming inside her until my knees go weak.

I drop my head between her shoulders, trying to catch my breath.

I kiss her neck, below her ear, and whisper, “That was amazing.”