smilestopscars | Room 210, Sunday Afternoon

"Oh, that's the stuff," Ezra sighed, though it turned into a hiss at the end. And yes, he was watching raptly. And reaching down to run a few fingers through her hair.

He was pretty hard, but he could still get harder. And he had no doubt he would in very short order.

She took him all the way in, then drew back just as slowly, giving the tip another lazy swirl of her tongue before pulling away completely. "If you don't hold back, neither will I," she promised, doing the same trick he'd done to her, staying close enough so he could feel her breath on wet, sensitive skin. "Move if you need to."

There was nothing slow about the next time she took him into her mouth.

"A minute," Ezra reiterated as his fingers curled a little tighter in her hair. The words were half a growl for obvious reasons.

He also lifted his hips. Because he wanted to.

Yeah, Kathy would let him keep track of time. She had some obscene sucking noises to indulge in, along with a pair of balls to fondle. Driving someone to the edge took concentration, after all.

It was a good thing that Kathy had such an impressive worth ethic, no?

Ezra licked his lips. "Fuck, Kathy." She really wasn't holding back at all, was she? God, that was great. Her work ethic was great. He was still going to make her stop before he went too far, but before that? Yeah, he was getting a few nice thrusts into her mouth done.

Look, she sounded obscene. He felt obscenely good. He would've been a fool to rush out of this situation.

"You're making me so hard, darling."

But she was probably aware of that.

It was only fair, considering how wet he'd gotten her--and was still getting her. Not that she moved her head to tell him that. She figured he knew. And even if he didn't, keeping up what she was doing was a much better way to show her appreciation.

Especially since she only had a minute to work and she intended to make the most of it. And she had...ample...proof of what happened when she really put her mind to driving Ezra wild.

So, yeah, she was doubling down on what she was doing, using hands, lips, mouth, tongue, everything she had to make this minute count. If he didn't end this growling with his control in danger of fraying, she would consider it a major loss.

Oh, Ezra was letting it get to him. He was rock-hard and squirming under her ministrations, and there was a thrumming in his veins that made him want to let her take him all the way and suck him dry ––

But no. He also wanted to be ridden into the mattress. It was probably somewhere a little past the one-minute mark that his growl turned slightly into a whine. "Fuuuu–– Okay, baby, stop, stop stop stop."

That involved just a very light upwards tug on her hair. Sorry.

"Someday, Ez, you're going to have to learn that I can take it a lot harder than you think," Kathy said, turning her head to nip at the inside of his wrist. She gave him a wicked smile. "Tempted to go back and keep going until you really pull me off."

Honestly, though, it was the ragged note in his voice that had convinced her to obey, rather than the slight tug in her hair.

Sometimes when people were startled, they clamped their teeth together. Ezra was a lot more worried about that than he was about hurting her, in this particular instance.

But he wasn't about to get hung up on that when he could instead reach over for the drawer on his night stand because a condom was a thing that needed to happen right now. "Not this time, darling," he told her as he grabbed one and unwrapped it. "This time, you're going to hop right on and ride me so I can send you back to your sister freshly fucked."

He couldn't be blamed for being especially blunt. His blood flow wasn't towards his brain!

Funny, neither was hers.

"Fuck me hard enough I have trouble walking straight on my way back," Kathy said, tossing her shirt and bra onto the floor. "What did you tell me once? That you're strong enough that you don't need to be on top to make sure your partner feels like they're getting fucked?"

Ezra's dirty talk had a way of getting seared into her brain.

Even by Ezra's standards, that was impressive. Enough so that he raised his eyebrows a bit, although obviously he wasn't going to be getting hung up on her memory when he could build on it.

"Yes," he said, while he was rolling the condom on. "That's what core strength is for. Upwards thrusts. Making someone want to scream." Condom on, shirt off. He was great at working swiftly when he felt motivated. "You want to face me or away, darling? Former means getting to see your face, latter that I probably won't leave your ass alone."

He'd been listing off ways he was going to take her virginity! She'd been motivated to pay attention.

"Oooh, I do love watching you," she said, biting her lip. "And using my mouth on you." And Ezra would look so good with some marks on his chest and neck, at least while they lasted. It was a scientifically proven fact! "But I think I'm going to have to try facing away from you this time. Sometimes my ass feels left out of all the fun."

"Excellent choice," he told her, nodding. "Now please get on me before I get too tempted to give you another show of how I can finish by myself."

"Oh, we can't have that," Kathy said, crawling over him. She bent down to give him a deep kiss, breasts dragging over his chest, tongue darting into his mouth. And then she was pulling away, turning around, and straddling his hips to help guide him in.

Though, just to be a brat, she was going to try to sink down very slowly--at least unless Ezra got frustrated and thrust up inside of her. Yeah, this was supposed to be hard and fast--and it would be--but Kathy wasn't really giving her sister much thought right now.

Ezra gave her a little while to do her slow thing. It was agonizing, and good, and –– okay no he was going to let his impatience take over. And show off his core strength.

By thrusting his hips up so he was slammed in all the way to the hilt. Yes. Complete with a growl.

And he found her soft and tight, clamping down around him with liquid heat. She moaned as he rammed into her, a hungry, greedy noise that demanded more. It was wonderful when Ezra got impatient. Absolutely wonderful.

She leaned forward, giving him an excellent view of her ass, and began to ride him hard.

Her ass was fantastic, if you asked Ezra. And considering he was the one who could currently see it bouncing over his hips, he was the best person to ask.

And the fact that she was riding him hard? All the more reason for him to return the favor and keep thrusting upward against her. With growls coming from deep inside his chest. He was making an actual effort, here.

And she appreciated it!

The best part about kneeling on the bed while Ezra fucked her hard and fast? It left her hands free for other things. Sadly, it meant that he couldn't really see what she was getting up to, but he'd be able to feel it, which should help.

On hand slid down between her legs, spreading herself open so a single finger could reach down and rub against her clit. The other went further still, cupping his balls and caressing his shaft as it rocked in and out of her.

Oh, yes, this was very nice.

Ezra could tell what was happening, yes. And it was a good, good thing that made him hiss out a few appreciative curses. It was the kind of initiative he really approved of. And he had to reward that with continued thrusting.

"God, you're tight, Kathy."

That totally had nothing to do with the enthusiasm of his continued thrusting. Of course not. The way she was warm and slick and tight around him was just an unrelated bonus!

One hand on the bed for support, his other moved to rub one side of her ass. A little haphazard but very appreciative all the same.

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"And you're thick," she slurred out as her ass bounced up and down against his hips. "And oh so deep." She groaned and increased the tempo a bit faster, finger rubbing against her clit in time.

He loved hearing her talk like that. Loved it. Adored it, even. He kept pistoning up into he, again and again and again, trying to get as deep every time.

And - he smacked her ass. Just once, and not very hard. He couldn't help it, it just looked so delicious the way it was bouncing on top of him.

"Are you going to come for me, darling? Keep rubbing."

That slap on her ass very nearly knocked her off her stride. It was rather unexpected. She squealed, body tensing with surprise, and the light sting felt--interesting.

"Do that again," she whispered.

So he did it again.

Just a little harder this time. A little more assured. Did his best to time the impact with an upward thrust, too.

That squeal was a great motivator.

His hand left a red mark on her skin that faded quickly, leaving just heat behind. And accompanying the swat was a rush of pleasure--maybe a reaction to the brief sting, maybe the feeling of doing something more risque than usual. She wasn't sure--and getting fucked hard and fast was hardly the time for introspection. All Kathy knew was that when his hand connected with her skin, she gasped, followed by a moan, and then bucked her hips against him. Her arms came forward to support her weight a little better and she shifted with them, giving him better access to her ass as she slammed against him again and again.

God this was good. She could feel the edge rushing toward her and she flung herself at it with abandon.

Ezra had taken a risk, and it had paid off spectacularly. To say he was pleased would've been an understatement. Not that he was expending much conscious thought towards that because he was much too busy feeling amazing and enjoying himself.

And also making sure she was still getting fucked hard and fast because he wasn't too far from the end, either, and he wanted to get her there before he was spent. Also, after getting those reactions? He would've been a fool not to keep slapping her ass. Firm. Unrelenting.

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