Dial Drunk - Post Malone

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Austin slips off her dress, the soft light from the lamp on the bedside table casting a glow on her skin and making it look like warm caramel. "That dress looks better on the floor, baby," he says biting his lip as he slides his hands over her body, she had nothing on under there, if he had known he would prepared himself before letting her dress slip off. He wasn't prepared, her body is flawless and he is a weak man for her. She takes his jaw in her hands and makes him look at her before she signs. "You need to sign. I can't focus on your lips right now."

"I will try. But, you will know how I feel from the way I touch you," he signs, his hands leaving her body for just long enough to sign and then going straight back to her soft satin-like skin. His lips find hers and he kisses her softly, gently as his hands slide around her body just as gently while he maps out every inch of her. Her hand slides to the front of his shirt then undoes one button at a time, running her fingers over his skin as she goes and making him shiver until she pulls his shirt open and slips it off his shoulders. Then she slides her hands down his chest and takes hold of his belt buckle.

She breaks the kiss and looks down as she unclips him and opens him then drops his pants, staring as he breaks loose. He is hard, fucking hard. He has been hard and untouched for what feels like a lifetime. Her eyes flick up to his suddenly and she frowns. He frowns back. "What's wrong?" he signs. "It felt big...but...I am very happy with this. I approve," she signs, a smile forming on her pretty lips. Austin grins. "You approve? Oh really? This meets your standards, ma'am," he signs, his grin getting bigger. "It will do," she says grinning now too. "Oh? It will do, she says. Let me show you what it will do, sweet," he signs then wraps his arms around her and kisses her as he walks her closer to the bed while her shoulders shake softly.

Pushing her down on the bed he slips between her thighs and settles over her. She slides her fingers into his beard and kisses him as her hips roll, grinding up and causing enough friction to almost kill him. "Slowly," he signs breaking the kiss but she shakes her head. "You will kill me one day," he signs. It's true. She rolls her eyes then lifts her head and sucks on his neck, grinding up again, she is desperate for him. "Fuck," he breathes out, he is fucked, he has no control, and is as desperate as she is. So he adjusts his hips and moves his tip, hovering it just above her entrance, feeling her warm, wet folds brushing against him as she looks up at him with desperate eyes. Then he pushes into her, breaching her entrance and feeling her stretch around him. He pushes in deep as her head falls back and her mouth drops open, her eyes rolling back at the sensation of him dragging against her tight walls. Then he pulls out slowly, dragging once more along her tight walls, her chest starting to rise and fall. Fuck, she was worth every second he had to wait.

Every fucking second.

Then without any warning, he snaps his hips hips forward, thrusting deep and hard. Her fingers dig into his shoulders and she gasps as she takes a sharp intake of air, a smile forming on her open mouth. He keeps his thrust long and smooth, but hard, drawing out and building up the pleasure in her perfect body that forms goosebumps to spread across her skin. She tries to focus her eyes and look at him, but they remain unfocused and dreamy. "The way your body reacts to my touch..." he mumbles, she flaws him. She frowns slightly, she can't understand him so he smiles down at her then dips his head and attaches his lips to her neck and sucks on her skin, nipping her softly too. He can feel her pulse pick up and she rolls her hips in time to his as her hands clamp around his shoulders. He makes sure to keep his strokes at an even pace and lifts his head again, she is now watching him with a sweet smile on her lips so he kisses her again.

She can't kiss him for long as her orgasm has already snapped and is rolling around her body causing her vagina walls to vibrate and pulse - massaging his dick as he dips in and out of her. He is balancing on the edge too, but he wants to take her further. They are both pent up so it's no surprise when her orgasm explodes out of nowhere. She wraps her legs around him and squeezes his hips as her head pushes back into the pillow, her cheeks flushed and her face fucked out. It's enough to make Austin lose control and spill into her, but he wants to take her higher so he controls himself and forces himself to pull out of her gently while her orgasm is still playing havoc with her beautiful body. He moves back, sitting back on his knees and lifting her, pulling her up gently and sitting her on his thighs. She looks at him dazed and a little confused but lets him manhandle her until he slips inside her again.