Opening his eyes, he reached for her, pulling her into his lap as he kissed her hard, his hands biting into her ass. Kissing her, he slowly pushed his jeans and boxer down quickly before laying her down against the couch. She was excited for what he was about to do. She was enjoying the hell out of him and watching him come was hot. She was ready for the main event though. She wanted that connection… she wanted him to fill her… she wanted it all. As he kissed down the hollow of her throat, down the valley of her chest, she heard a package tear before he hovered over her, pushing her legs back. For all of two seconds, she felt slightly dirty for doing it on the couch her dance parents sat on, but then he positioned himself to enter her, and all thoughts went out the window.

Reese had been with her fair share of men, but never one as well endowed as Phillip. Her mouth watered at the sight of him. She watched as he squeezed himself. His eyes were glued to her dripping wet center. He reached out, sliding one finger into her, and then two. He looked up at her, his eyes dark as he f**ked her slowly with his fingers, driving her insane. When he pressed his thumb on her taut clit, she screamed out as he licked his lips. She wanted him and, when she couldn’t take it anymore, she reached up and tried to lead him inside her, but he stopped her.

“Patience, beautiful,” he teased before he slowly slid into her, filling her so completely and perfectly that it took her breath away. Moving out of her, he thrust back in with a grunt, his hands shaking where he held her at the back of her knees. She grasped at him, wanting to feel skin, but he still had his shirt on.

Pulling at it, she said, “God, take this off.”

She watched as he removed his shirt, and she swore she came right there. She thought he had no tattoos, but God had she been so wrong. In the middle of his chest was a broken hourglass, with red sand spilling from it. Behind it, big black angel wings went up into his shoulders. Under the hourglass, on a scroll, were the words Memento Mori. She had no clue what it meant, but it was beautiful. Not only were the tattoos making her breathless, but Phillip was ripped. Toned shoulders, abs for days, and pecs she wanted to bite into. Pulling him down, she kissed him, long and hard, her fingers biting into his shoulders as he started to move again, filling her before pulling out just to thrust into her again.

It was f**king unbelievable and, soon, she was thrashing underneath as her release came again. Pushing her leg up, he took ahold of her ankles, putting them by her head as he pounded into her. His body was smacking against her, and she loved the sound, along with the sheer pleasure he was giving her. He was so deep inside her, filling her to the hilt, making her scream with each thrust. When he suddenly stopped, pulled out, and dropped his mouth to her sensitive pu**y, taking her nub between his lips, she screamed out, slapping the side of the couch as he continued the assault. Taking fistfuls of his hair, she tried to close her legs but he held her open, sucking her and licking as she withered underneath his talented, naughty mouth.

How she came again was beyond her, but she did, and she felt like a limp noodle, just lying there as he chuckled against her thigh.

“Can’t give up on me yet, I’m not done,” he said, before licking her hipbone.

She tried to talk, but her mouth was dry, and she couldn’t breathe. He kissed up her stomach, stopping to swirl his tongue around her breast before he entered her, nibbling on her neck. Moaning out, she dug her nails into his shoulder as he slid in and out of her, driving her completely mad. When he sat up, bringing her up with him, she held on as he f**ked her so hard, she was sure she wouldn’t be walking right tomorrow. When she bit into his shoulder, he cried out as his body shook with his release.

Thrusting once and then twice, he finally stilled, holding her tightly. Reese gasped for breath, her heart pounding so hard against her chest, she was sure he felt it because she felt his. His breathing was just as harsh and, as he kissed up her shoulder, she closed her eyes, still gasping for air. As she clung to him, not wanting to let go, she couldn’t help but think that she usually wanted more from a man, but she could honestly say, she was done. Phillip had satisfied her completely.

What the hell just happened? She thought as his teeth grazed her shoulder, sending chills down her back.

She didn’t know, but he needed to go before it happened again.

Slowly lying back, so that Reese was laying on top of him, Phillip ran his hands up her back, and let out a long breath. God, she was fantastic. Moving his face into her neck, he took in another breath, loving her scent. It was soft, flowery, delicate, and beautiful like her. He knew he would be thinking of it for days when he left. He wasn’t sure if it was because she was the first girl he had been with in so long or if it was her, but damn, he really f**king liked her. Her body was amazing clothed, but she was a f**king showstopper naked.

She had a tight little body, mouthwatering tits, hipbones that cried to be kissed, and a pu**y that a man could eat for days. She had tattoos, a tree that took up her whole back, stars on her hipbones, and small black birds along her ribs. He loved tattoos on girls and boy, did he love them on her. He couldn’t get enough and the only reason he stopped was because he couldn’t hold off any longer. He had wanted to come in her for weeks. When he entered her, lights went off behind his eyes. She had been so tight, so perfect, and he wanted more. A lot more.

Kissing down her throat, he nibbled at her collarbone before meeting his mouth to hers. She kissed like a dream, a sweet mouth that he wanted to drink from like a thirsty man in the desert. She wasn’t joking when she said she gave good head; he was surprised he didn’t rocket off the couch the way she was sucking him. God, she was a dream. How did this happen? How did he miss out on this for so long? She had been in arms’ reach for years, and he kept passing her up when he could have been enjoying her.