Closely....

Sometimes when I am horny, I enjoy savoring it, and waiting, in the anticipation of what is to come later. Definitely, the anticipation is a lovely addition to foreplay.

Then there are other times, like earlier this afternoon, where I need to ride my "buzz" so to speak, and if my partner is not up for sex at the moment, I will take things into my own hands, usually with him right there next to me, reading or working. That way, I'm guaranteed of getting participation from him of some kind. 

So coming back from the bathroom, I walk in, lock the door and Finn laughs. I shimmy out of my jeans and panties, but leave my t-shirt on and gathering up lube and one of my favorite friends, climb back into bed next to where he is sitting reading through some project plans on his laptop.

I drip the lube in between my freshly shaved pussy lips and turn the vibe on low. The silicone sleeve makes a whooshing sound as it slides between my inner lips and toward my clit. I linger with it on low, not wanting to rush. After a few minutes though, I am aware of him watching me. My nipples get just a little bit harder, my clit a little bit more sensitive. I love when he watches me.

The vibe slides down and into my hungry pussy. The bumps on the sleeve feel harsh against my flesh, still tender from last night's pounding. It's still good, made better by his watchful gaze.

Turning the vibe up, I circle my clit and spread my legs wider, bending my knees and pulling them up. He leans over slightly and I perform for him. My body responds and before I know it, my arms wanders across his lap and I slowly massage his growing shaft. He says nothing but leans toward me to allow me better access. He is wearing linen drawstring pants with no underwear, so this access is easy. I can feel the ridge around his head through the thin material and my mouth begins to water.

He groans his approval and in one swift movement his pants are untied and he is sliding out of them, presenting me with his beautiful hard cock.

"I need to fuck you" he growls, low and insistent. His hand strokes his shaft, the head beginning to drip.

He grabs my ass and pulls me toward him, biting my hip as I flow into him, wrapping my legs around his waist.

Slowly, with purpose and strength, he slides into me.