
Juel didn't care if anyone realized they'd both disappeared into the bathroom. She pushed Kyle back against the doorframe and held her palm to his chest, while she used her free hand to get out her damned leotard.
"You don't have to hold me. I'm not going anywhere."
"Fine. If you're trying to humor me, don't talk. It wouldn't take much to make me come to my senses."
"Now that's what I'm taking about. Let's come until we're both fucking senseless." He jerked his sweats down and she had to look away before her mouth accidentally fell on his cock. She needed satisfaction more than she wanted to worship his wonderful cock with her mouth.
They didn't have much room in the small lavatory. She stepped out of her garment and threw it on the back of the toilet. "Don't move." The inches he had over her six feet made this just right. "Stand where you are and spread your legs just a little. No wait. Condom."
"Fuck. I don't have one."
"No." Please don't let him ruin this. "We have to have a condom." Dread pooled in her stomach and pushed aside her throbbing need. She charged for the medicine cabinet in a panic. No way would she fuck him without one. It would be her luck she'd end up pregnant again. And Kyle's reputation as a womanizer didn't enhance the situation.
"Eureka! There are three different kinds in here."
"Hurry," he whispered into her ear.
She grabbed the nearest box and ripped it open. Her hand shook so badly, she dropped half of them into the sink. His hand closed over one of foil wrappers before hers. Good. She didn't need the distraction of sheathing him. Juel wanted him too much. Once she took that thing into her hand, she may not let go.
He had it on in record time.
"Now get back in front of the mir--door. Your back to door, please. But don't touch it. We don't need sound."
He flew to stand exactly where she wanted him.
She moved just as fast and stood with her ass facing his cock and then bent at the waist.
"The dog?"
"No. Will you please stop talking? And stick that thing where we both want it." It wasn't the dog, but it did have a very powerful symbolic likeness to mating animals. She began to pant in anticipation. Her heart hammered in her chest and the juncture of her thighs grew wet with need.
His cock prodded against her backside and she widened her stance. When his large bulbous head tapped at her entrance, a zing of electrified sensations hit her. She'd wanted this for so long. He eased inside with a hand on either side of her waist. She was giving him all the power. He would have control over how deep and how powerfully he thrust into her.
He penetrated her.
Filled her.
"Yes. Yes." Even before she initiated this stance, she knew it would be harder for her to achieve orgasm. At least with any other man it would. She wanted him so much, she was on fire.
She'd been ready since she sat on his lap in front of his friends. It wouldn't take much. And the moment she'd seen the mirror, she'd formulated a plan. Between her legs, the mirror behind Kyle delivered a vision of his ass assured to thrill her. His magnificent buns quivered as he pushed further into her. "Give it to me any way you want. I'm ready for all of you."
He gave a smoky chuckle and thrust all the way to the hilt. He paused only a moment before he leaned forward and rode her, while she watched his balls slapping her. The pounding of the front of his body against the sensitive strip near her ass almost made the lack of clitoral contact worth it. She used her pelvic muscles to squeeze in sync with his rhythm.
He bent lower and moved his hands down to her pussy. When his fingers stoked and fondled her clit, she nearly screamed. They'd only started and the tension flared out of control in an instant. This kind of tension wouldn't be denied.
She came fast and hard.