You reclaim control

Your inner fire was lit, standing over Phoebe, your eyes hungrily roaming her supple body as she did the same to you. Your eyes met, both of you pausing to see who would make the next move before Phoebe leaned up, looping her arms behind your head as she fell back on to the bed, pulling you down on top of her.

This time you didn't stop at her lips as you kissed down her neck, stopping momentarily to lightly nip at her pulse point, eliciting a moan from your partner. You didn't stop as your mouth dipped lower, sliding her dress down to her waist and removing her bra with deft hands as you began to pepper her soft breasts with kisses.

Phoebe wasn't idle however, as you felt her undo the button on your jeans and pull the zipper down. You still felt her hands tangled in your hair as she tried to hold you in place as you suckled on her nipple, and realized that she'd gotten your pants off with her feet.

"Interesting." You thought before moving the thought to the back of your mind as Phoebe wrapped her legs around you, pressing the heels into your butt as she pulled you tightly against her core, grinding herself on you as you felt her panties continue to dampen.

You paused in your trailing kisses as you tried to match her rhythm before finally when she pulled in closer, you added your own thrust, and slightly angled yourself more as you crushed her little hotbox, as well as grinding hardly against her clit as Phoebe let out a keening sound, her teeth grit tightly, probably at the unexpected pleasure.

You felt her hands release you as your lifted your eyes to see her blushing face, her breath coming in heavy pants. A shot of exhilaration flowed through you at the knowledge that you could evoke such a response in a woman without even needing to take your clothes off.

The real prize came moments later, when you dipped your head down, intending to taste Phoebe's core when she grabbed you with surprising strength, her eyes staring greedily into your.

"No, I can't wait anymore, I want your fat dick stretching me open." Phoebe's eyes seemed to almost beg you not to argue, and her light pants only added to the begging.