Chapter 5

“You looked like a fallen angel while you napped, and I didn’t want to wake you,” he replied, keeping me still when I sat on top of his dick.

“What about you? What can I do for you now?” I caressed his furry pecs and the hairy trail that led down to what felt like a monster cock beneath my ass.

“I want to fuck that tight hole of yours. It’s been in my dreams a lot lately.” Paul squeezed my glutes, then used a hand to pump my already hardening prick.

“It’s yours,” I said, gyrating my hips on his dick, causing him to grunt. “How do you want me? Like this?” I bounced on his fat rod. “Or from behind?” I turned around and wiggled my butt at him.

“Shit, baby. Any angle is good, but I want you under me.” He quickly flipped us over so that I was on my back, spread-eagle on the bed, arms out to the side where he told me to keep them, and my legs as far apart as I could stretch them so he could have his wicked way with me.