As I admired her body, I memorized each curve even though I could see them with my eyes closed. I studied her hips and narrow waist, tits that my hands yearned to hold. I ended at her face, those full cheeks and pouty lips. A brown-blanket stare that ached as it covered me.

“You’re breathtaking.”

“Caleb,” she said in the softest tone, surrounding my neck, kissing me.

I wandered down her sides, gripping her ass, lowering until I reached the wetness of her pussy. She moaned as I rubbed her from this angle, her sounds telling me how badly she wanted me, the feel of her showing me she was ready.

I leaned back until I was lying on the bed and said, “Crawl to my face.”

Her knees hit the mattress, and she moved over me until her lips were inches above mine. I instantly swiped her with my tongue.

She fisted my hair, groaning, “Oh God.”

I needed her taste going down my throat, savoring her for as long as I could.

I slid two fingers into her, driving them in and out, using the same speed as my mouth. And while I flicked across her clit, I glanced up her body, watching her back arch, her hips shift with every beat.

Her hair was falling over her tits, the lights from outside revealing the beauty of her skin.

A vision I would never be able to unsee.

I swallowed the drips as they fell from her pussy, relishing her flavor, and just when I felt her start to climb, she was gliding down my torso.

She exhaled, “Now, I need you,” as she straddled my waist, my cock immediately plunging inside her.

“Whitney …” I hissed, grasping her. “Fuck me, you’re so wet.”

Her tightness clutched my shaft, squeezing me as she bucked over my lap.

If I attempted any movements, she would promptly stop me, so I sat up tall, taking in her eyes with my stare, and watched this exquisite woman make love to me.

She sank to the bottom of my base, grinding in a circle before rising to my tip. My arms wrapped around her, holding her as close as I could get her, enveloped in a way where I felt the deepest, most intimate parts of her.

“Caleb,” she roared, lips directly in front of mine, feeding me each inhale. My hand dropped down the front of her, brushing across her clit, listening to her scream, “Yesss!”

Her hips rocked over me, her pussy contracting more with each thrust. She was teasing my orgasm, bringing it closer to the surface with every dip.

And when I finally heard, “I’m going to come,” I started to explode.

Her pumps got faster, and she moaned, “Ahhh!”

That was when I lost control, nibbling on her neck before my mouth found hers. The second our lips touched, I panted, “Baby,” and emptied myself inside her.