The pulse between my legs pounds so hard that I have to squeeze my thighs together to muffle the sound. Fuck. He’s twice the size of my ex and three times as thick. I slide my fingers over the ridge of his cockhead and stifle a moan as heat floods my pussy. This guy has some serious potential. “Take it out,” he rasps. He doesn't need to tell me twice. I fumble around his fly, finding a flap of fabric that runs diagonally over his crotch. After undoing the buckle at the top, I slip my hand inside.
