Page 34 of Jackass

She giggled and rolled back over. “It slides over my head.”

She grabbed the dress, pulling it up over her head, and tossing it to the floor. Desperately needing no barrier between us, I unfastened her bra, and that soon followed the dress.

I pulled my shirt over my head while Sammy unfastened my belt. I stood from the bed, and she watched me as I slid my jeans and boxers to the floor.

That was when I remembered my boots.

“Shit.”

Sammy giggled again as I struggled to get naked. My boots thumped on the floor when I tossed them aside. Finally, I was free from my boots and clothes. I stalked to the bed, stroking my cock, never taking my eyes off hers. Climbing onto the bed, I reached up and pulled her panties down between her legs.

Spreading her legs apart, I crawled between them.

“I need to taste you, Sammy. You gonna let me lick this pussy until you come on my tongue?”

She squirmed under me.

“Please, Jack.”

“Please what, baby?”

“Please make me come!”

That was all I needed to hear. I laid on the bed, and my face was between her legs in an instant. Planting a quick kiss on her lips, I then speared my tongue between her folds to taste her arousal. I found her clit and swirled my tongue around it.

“God, I’ve missed this pussy.” Hungrily, I tasted and stroked her, my tongue never lifting from her skin.

“Need you to come for me, Sammy.” I inserted a finger into her wet core and immediately felt her walls flutter. Adding a second finger had her crying out. If anyone else was on this floor, they would hear her screams.

That didn’t bother me at all.

I twisted my fingers and curled them against the front wall of her pussy, and I earned what I was after. She covered my chin with her release.

I crawled up her body and kissed her, spurred on by the urgency to have her taste the control I had over her body. It belonged to me now. Nothing would ever change that.

I rubbed the head of my cock against her clit, gathering her wetness on the head. Sliding down to her opening, I braced myself.

“Jack, condom,” Sammy blurted out, pushing at my chest.

“Not a chance, beautiful. There’s never been anything between us. I’m not letting there be something now.” I moved in closer, ready to claim my woman.

“Jack,” she cried, “I’m not on birth control.”

“I bet Charlie would love a brother or sister.” I smirked and drove into her, and she screamed loudly.

“Fuck, Sammy. You feel better than I remember.” I groaned.

I slid almost all the way out and pushed in again. Slowly, I moved in and out of her. She moaned with every thrust, her body responding to my every move.

My hand latched on to her knee and I pulled it up onto my hip to charge in deeper. My other hand pushed into the mattress, holding my weight above her.

“Jack,” she urged. “Faster.”

“We’ve got plenty of time, baby,” I teased as I invaded her pussy painstakingly slow. She didn’t know I was torturing myself in order to torture her.

Sammy brought her other leg up, clasping onto my waist. She used her feet to dig into my back, trying to make me move the way she wanted.

I pushed in until I was fully seated and then paused.