She Reads

“What are you reading?” Jon says. She looks up from her kindle. A smile parts her lips. It is the end of a long day. The bedroom lights are low. He sets his Jack and coke on the nightstand. Instead of answering she looks back down and pauses.

Then reads, “He grabs her hair as his cock thrusts…” She stops. Looks up with a questioning look.

She knows he loves her reading. He loves the way she is continues despite his efforts to distract. When the distractions are too great she’ll pause and low moan will escape her lips.

“Go on,” Jon says.

She looks down and continues. As she reads Jon slowly undresses. Never taking his eyes off her body. He feels the warm rush of blood as his cock begins to swell.

She roles onto her stomach never pausing from her reading. Her nightgown rides up exposing her perfect ass. His fingers trace along the outside of her thighs. Making slow concentric circles, gradually moving towards her pussy.

Eventually his fingers begin to explore her wet cunt. She pauses. Her breath now ragged. With all her will power she takes a deep breath and continues reading.

Finally he’s heard enough. His cock aches to be deep inside her. To feel her. To fill her up. To push

Laying his body down on top of her, Jon grabs her hair and thrusts deep, “Is this how he does it?”

Her breathe catches and a low, “Yes!” escapes her lips.