Something felt different this time when I was inside her.
Cara’s long black ponytail followed her head’s movement in time-delay. I could see the auburn strands highlighted in the weak light of the hotel room. I savoured the feel of her soft light brown skin as I pulled her hips into me, creating more resistance as I push up inside her. Normally, she would quickly respond by grinding into me, but she hesitated. Was her mind somewhere else? There were plenty of reasons for that–I had never lost her while we fucked before, though.
I reached up and grabbed her assertively by the back of neck to force eye contact. “Stay with me.” She nods and I reach up to grab the ponytail. I pull her head back as I increase the cadence of my thrusts, enjoying the path of least resistance through her small breasts shaking wildly.
Her hips begin grinding in concert with my pounding and I know I have her back, even if only briefly. I pull her down again and wrap my muscular arms around her thin frame–holding her tight against my pale white skin as I bring us closer. I feel her nipples harden against my chest and her breath against my neck. I squeeze her and feel her gasp. I release and she takes in a deep breath to speak.