“You should never wear clothing.”

“You either,” she admitted. “You’re a little overdressed.”

“Get on the bed.”

She moved out of his reach and sat on top of the covers. Smiley opened the front of his slacks and just shoved them down, not even bothering to remove them. He climbed up on the bed and she lay back when he crawled over her until his face hovered just above hers.

“Let me kiss you.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, licking her lips to wet them. “Please.”

His soft lips brushed hers. That changed rapidly though when he deepened the kiss and she met his passion. He lowered more of his weight onto her, pinning her down on the bed. She liked how hot his skin was, pressed tightly to hers, and the way he shifted his hips, bumping against her thigh to let her know what he wanted. Vanni spread her legs to make room for him between them.

He broke the kiss and lifted up enough to stare into her eyes. “I’m going to roll us.”

She wanted to protest but it was done before she could speak. She ended up sprawled on top of him. She tried to scoot down a little but his stiff c**k bumping against her pu**y halted her. His hands splayed on her rib cage as he bent his legs to raise her shoulders higher, allowing him to cup her br**sts.

Vanni closed her eyes at the sensation of his firm hands kneading her. She bit her lower lip, enjoying the caress.

“So beautiful and soft.”

Bracing her knees on the mattress, she tried to lift her pu**y away from his lower belly, the ache between her legs a telling sign that she was getting aroused. He was making her hot and she didn’t want to get him wet.

He let go of one breast to grab her hip and pull her down again. She opened her eyes and stared at him. He shook his head. “Stay where you are.”

He bent his legs up, kicking off his pants as he did, and trapped her where she sat as the tops of his thighs pressed against her ass. His stiff c**k was trapped between them. There was no missing the thick, hard shaft. He slowly rolled his hips. The erotic motion rubbed her cl*t against him. She braced her hands on his chest, just needing something to cling to.

“What are you doing?” She hadn’t experienced anything quite like it.

“I enjoy watching your face.”

That made her blush. She broke eye contact and stared at his stomach. His well-defined abs flexed as he continued to slowly rock his h*ps as she sat on top of him. The aching increased, almost a tease of what it would feel like if his c**k was inside her. She grew wetter and knew he must be aware of it.

He released her hip and slid his thumb between her pu**y and his lower belly. He traced her slit, played with the proof of her arousal and then pressed the pad of his thumb against her clit. She moaned.

“So beautiful,” he rasped.

“Smiley!” She wanted him inside her.

“Not yet. I want you too much. You need to come for me first so you’re prepared.”

For what? She was already wet and ready to have sex. He continued to play with her breast, using his thumb and forefinger to pinch her nipple gently. She closed her eyes, the sharp jolt of pleasure making her pu**y clench.

His c**k felt harder as it rubbed her ass and the muscles of his thighs pressed tighter against her too. He rolled his h*ps under her, the slow rocking driving her insane. She wanted him more than she’d ever wanted anyone. His sexy, intense gaze seemed to see right into her soul as his thumb circled her cl*t in tight movements that drove her wild. She panted and moaned but fought the urge to dig her nails into his skin.

“Please,” she pleaded.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “I could never say no to you.” He jerked his hand away, stopping the torment of her clit, lowered his legs and sat up. She almost fell backward now that he wasn’t supporting her. He also stopped massaging her breast.

“I’ll try to be gentle.”

He rolled her onto her side. She hadn’t seen that coming and lay there a little stunned until he got to his knees and bent forward, grabbing her hips. He flipped her over onto her stomach as if she weighed nothing.

“Hands and knees,” he ordered. His voice came out in a deep rasp and sent good chills down her spine.

She pushed up and did what he wanted, hurting for him to f**k her. She expected him to climb upward and pin her under him but Smiley surprised her again when he gripped her inner thighs and urged her to part them. She spread her knees until he let her go and sat back on his heels.

Vanni gasped when he shoved both hands between her parted legs, flattened them on her lower belly and jerked her backward. The rapid movement lifted her off her knees and her chest hit the bed when her arms collapsed. The thick crown of his c**k pressed against her pu**y and he entered her. She cried out when he suddenly drove inside. He eased his hands from between them so she was half on his lap, facedown on the bed with his bent knees under her stomach. He spread her legs farther and bent forward, coming down over her.

He f**ked her deep and hard, one hand hooked around her hip to keep her in place. She clawed at the bedding, not caring if her nails damaged it. His finger found her cl*t and with every thrust of his h*ps the friction drove her higher. She buried her face against the bedspread, moaning louder as he increased the pace.

It was so good it nearly hurt. Her vaginal muscles clenched in anticipation of the impending cl**ax, along with about every other muscle in her body. Smiley f**ked her even faster, the headboard banging loudly against the wall. She didn’t care. He was so hard and it was so good.