Page 66 of Three Hockey Hotties

“Oh, god, I need you to fuck me. I can’t wait.”

“Fuck, yes,” I growl, already releasing her breast so I can shove my pants down one-handed.

She’s fallen forward so her ass is high, a perfect offering. Her belly is pressed against the edge of the countertop, the towel between her and the cool marble.

“Spread your legs further,” I tell her.

Obediently she shifts them apart, glancing at me over her shoulder. “Are you…” she glances down at my cock. “Oh. Yes. Big like your fingers.”

I cup her cheek and give her a soft kiss. “I’ll go easy. Until you tell me otherwise.”

I’m proportionate, what can I say?

I’ve gotten various reactions ranging from enthusiasm to one girl using her hand on my chest to hold me at bay, wincing the entire time.

Abby’s expression is intrigued as she nods. “Now, Dash. Now.”

I warned her. Not going to argue any further. “Yes, ma’am.”

I do take a minute to slide my cock back and forth over her slick slit, getting myself lubed up.

But then Abby reaches a hand back, grabbing the back of my thigh. “Dash,” she pants. “I’m good.”

Taking a deep breath, I ease into her with a slow, controlled slide. I groan. “Abby girl, you’re so fucking tight. Jesus fuck.”

Her pussy is clamped onto me. I pause, letting her adjust, my cock pulsing and thrumming with the need for a hard pounding fuck and an explosive release.

“You’re so big,” she breathes, shifting her legs further apart. “I love it.”

“More?” I ask, pulling back.

“More,” she agrees.

This time I go deeper, fully embedding myself inside her hot channel.

Abby gives a deep throated moan of approval.

When I begin to saw in and out of her, I watch her in the mirror, delighting in the way everything she feels is written all over her face. The walls are fully down. She’s not holding back or keeping me at arm’s length for whatever reason.

She’s totally herself and she’s loving being fucked.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” I manage to pant out between strokes, so close to the edge I have to concentrate on not exploding inside her.

Abby raises her gaze to lock with mine. “I’m going to come now,” she says. “And you’re going to let me.”

“I fucking love that for you.”

And me. I love watching her take her pleasure.

Her whole body stills then she arches her back on a silent cry.

Keeping my rhythm steady I just watch in awe and amazement at this incredible woman.

She’s The One.

I thought it the second I laid eyes on her and that conviction grows stronger with each word she speaks, each deep expressive look she gives me, with each gorgeous orgasm.

When she releases her shoulders and sinks forward at the tail end of her shattering, I give two more hard pumps and then pull out.