Ryan's POV

I rolled us over until Kelsie was on top of me. Looking into her eyes, I could easily lose myself in those deep blue pools, and I knew then, I was falling for her. Falling hard and fast. My head told me it had only been a few days, but my heart said otherwise.

I had just experienced what was quite possibly the greatest night of my life, and I knew one night would not be enough. Hell, a thousand nights would not be enough.

She looked like she had been thoroughly fucked, and fucked well, with her hair hanging around her face, coming loose from her ponytail, her eyes were hooded and her lips swollen. I had also left a few marks on her collarbone. I removed the tie holding her hair, allowing it to fall free, and brushed back a lock of her long blonde hair as she leaned down to press her lips against mine. When I felt her tongue enter my mouth, I was instantly hard again.

"Hmmm. You promised I could taste you later." Her small hand wrapped around my fully hard cock. "It's later." She kissed me again, and her lips trailed down my body, taking a moment to flick her tongue at my nipple, before moving lower.

Yes please. I couldn't wait to feel her lips wrapped around me. To be inside her warm wet mouth. The thought made me quiver in anticipation.

She fisted my shaft and stroked it, twisting her wrist on the upstroke in a way that made my toes curl.

She showed no hesitation or tentativeness when she ran her tongue along the entire length of my shaft, taking a moment to tease the sensitive ridge where the head and shaft met, before taking my entire crown into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip as she swiped away the precum that was pooling there.

She then took more of me into her mouth, until I hit the back of her throat, and then kept going even further. I can't remember the last time anyone deep throated me. This was nothing short of fucking phenomenal.

I had my fair share of blow jobs given, and they were all good, because frankly, there's no such thing as a bad blow job. However, none were ever given with this much enthusiasm, or expertise for that matter.

Most women seemed to look at it as a job, hence the name blow job, and felt it was something they were obligated to do. Not Kelsie. She seemed to thoroughly enjoy it, and if I were to make a bet, it would be that she was getting off on it herself, and that alone was hot as fuck.

She lifted her eyes to look at me, and the sight of this gorgeous woman with my dick in her mouth nearly caused me to lose it on the spot.

When she began bobbing her head up and down, then alternating between sucking, and licking, I hand no choice but to begin bucking my hips up, fucking into her mouth. One hand grabbing onto her head, holding her head down, the other hand grasping the sheets on the bed.

She slowly released me from her mouth, as her tongue again ran from base to tip, then to swirl around my crown. She worked her way further along my shaft, her cheeks hollowed out, as she applied just the right amount of suction. When she deep throated me again, I lost it. She swallowed every drop, milking me until I went limp in her mouth, and only then, did she release me.

She moved up, straddling my hips, and crashed her lips on to mine, allowing me to taste myself. I could feel her wetness against my super sensitive, softened cock, and knew it would be hard again in no time, as long as she kept this up.

I was pretty damn impressed by my stamina. I had started a new workout routine that was designed to give me more stamina in the race car. Who knew it would apply to the bedroom as well.

"You are amazing. So beautiful." I said against her lips, as she broke free from our kiss.

"Mmmm. You're not so bad yourself." She murmured back.

After more hot, intense kissing for several minutes, and me getting her off with just my finger and my thumb, I had reached a full erection once again. Kelsie climbed off of me long enough to grab a condom. Once it was on, she was back on top of me.

I couldn't contain the deep moan that escaped from my throat when she lined my cock up with her entrance and sank down ever so slowly, allowing me to fill her up. "So fucking good." I murmured, feeling my eyes begin to roll back in my head.

From this vantage point, I could see and touch all of her. I was mesmerized watching her perky breasts bounce up and down as she rode me. Placing my hand onto her back, I pushed her upper body down so that I could take her right nipple into my mouth.

The moment my tongue swirled around her pert nipple, she let out a small gasp, as I could feel her walls begin to tighten around me.

"You like that?" I asked, and I began to roll the other nipple between my thumb and index finger.

"Yes. Don't stop." Her words were breathy. I wrapped my lips around her nipple and lightly bit it, even further turned on as she muttered curses under her breath.

She leaned forward to brush her lips against mine, and her nails began digging into my side. I placed my hands on her hips, and began lifting her up and down.  "Right there. Right....there." She purred, as she threw her head back, and her walls clenched tighter as her thighs began to tremble.

Sensing she was close, I began to thrust my hips up into her to help her along. As her movements began to pick up in speed and intensity, I knew I would not last much longer. "Cum with me." I said, and that seemed to push her over the edge, which in turn pushed me over. With a grunt and one last thrust, I unleashed, the force leaving us both quivering.

She collapsed on top of me, her face buried in the crook of my neck, breathing ragged. She lifted her hips releasing me from her, then placed a long, steamy kiss on my lips.

"You are amazing." She murmured next to my ear, then rolled over with her head on my chest.

"You're not so bad yourself." I smiled, mimicking her earlier sentiment.

I watched as she stretched and stifled a yawn. "Thank you for being here Ryan. I really needed someone tonight."

I kissed her forehead, and watched her eyes close. Before I could say anything, I could hear her breathing even out. She had fallen asleep. I couldn't get her last sentence out of my mind. Was it me that she needed, or would anyone have sufficed.

I prayed it was really me because I was falling for her.