She moaned, her back arching as I thrust my fingers faster into her, feeling her pulsate around me.
“Not yet,” I said as her legs shook slightly. “I want to feel you come all over my cock, not my hand. I want to feel those tight little walls milking me when you finish.”
Gina looked at me with a fire burning in her eyes as I knelt between her legs and lined my cock up with her entrance. I captured her mouth in a searing kiss, thrusting long and slow strokes until Gina was writhing beneath me.
Her nails raked down my back, and her thighs squeezed my hips as she met me thrust for thrust. Her inner walls squeezed me hard as she dug her nails deeper into my back.
“Come for me,” I said, nipping at her bottom lip. “Fucking soak my cock.”
Gina’s inner walls squeezed around me harder as her body tensed. “Oh fuck, I want to come all over your cock.”
“Do it,” I said, my cock throbbing as my release neared.
I rocked my hips harder, thrusting deeper into her as she came. Gina’s moans filled the room, and her inner walls pulsated. As she rode out the waves of her orgasm, I came, stiffening above her before we slumped together, exhausted and satisfied.
“You know, it’s going to be a damn shame when this weekend ends,” Gina said as she got on top of me again.
“And why is that?” I asked, folding my arms and looking up at her.
Gina shrugged. “I could think of a couple of reasons.”
I watched as she rolled her hips, my cock starting to harden again. Gina gave me a coy smile as she rolled her nipples between her fingers, playing with herself as her hips rocked.
“It doesn’t have to end yet,” I said, flipping us over and grinning at her. “I will drag this out for as long as possible.”