“Yeah. Against the wall? On the table? In your bed?”

He watched as she raised her head to him, her eyes darkening.

“I’ve never had wall sex before.” She licked her lips.

Cisco growled. “Wall it is.”

In one move, he filled both hands with her ass, and with his engorged cock sandwiched between them, hoisted her until her legs surrounded him. Her wet heat slipped up against his ready dick, and he nearly stumbled as he walked them toward the wall.

The wall…

Cisco stopped.

He groaned.

“What?” Hilly asked drunkenly, clearly high on body contact as she arched against him.

He couldn’t help the wry moan that escaped. “Uh, Hill? Your walls are made of logs. Which means unless you want splinters in your fine ass, you’re going to have to pick a different location.”

Thinking she’d be disappointed; he was taken aback when her giddy laugh filled the room.

“Of course that fantasy isn’t coming true,” she pouted with a saucy wink. “But Cisco?”

He looked into her eyes that were now ablaze with lust.

“The real fantasy is you. Wherever you want me is good. Just…hurry.” She thrust her still covered breasts into his chest.

Taking a deep breath as he continued to clutch her against him, Cisco took a few, unsteady steps toward Hilly’s kitchen area, then eased his ass down onto the nearest straight-backed chair.

“How’s this?” he asked, gritting his teeth. Her pussy had opened up around his girth like the petals of a flower, enveloping him in heat, and he could smell her heady aroma as her effluent oozed out and onto them both.

Without answering, she dropped her feet to the floor, and gaining leverage, hoisted herself higher onto his lap.

Yes! He had his answer.

As if they’d orchestrated the move a thousand times, Cisco grabbed the base of his cock and held it still as she slowly lowered.

Entering her for the first time was a journey he’d never forget.

They both groaned.

“So tight,” Cisco strangled. “So wet.”

“It’s all your fault. I’ve been waiting for too long,” she hissed back. “Now fuck me, Cisco.”

He loved this bold side of Hilly, and he didn’t have to be coached. His thumb went to her clit where he circled her hard little nub roughly as he began to thrust.

Everything felt so fucking good. So much better than⁠—

“Shit!”

He abruptly lifted Hilly, holding her just above his weeping prick.

“You…stopped?” Hilly went from siren to uncertain in the blink of an eye.

Cisco jumped to explain so she wouldn’t retreat. “No condom, Hilly,” he groaned. “And I don’t have any on me.”

He felt her body relax, and she blinked prettily as she edged her way down onto the cap of his staff again. “I’m on the pill for cramps,” she told him with a sultry grin. “And I haven’t had a sex partner in several years, so I’m clean.”

“I’m good, too,” he said chokingly. Was his head going to explode? He’d never had sex without a condom before, and from the short sample he’d just had, things were going to be epic. “I had my annual physical at work two weeks ago, and they test us for everything.” His grip on her relaxed, so she could move freely.

“Then what are you waiting for, Officer Andera?” she teased.

“Not a damn thing,” he grated.

He slid her down his length again, relishing her gasp as she bottomed out.

From that point on, all Cisco could do was feel. Hilly’s damp skin against his. The clutch of her interior walls dragging over his sensitive flesh. Her eager mouth on his as they devoured each other.

When Cisco knew he wasn’t going to be able to last another ten seconds, he managed to gasp out. “Come for me, Hilly.”

He bit her lace-clad nipple and pinched her clit, rocketing up into her one final time, until…

Hilly exploded.

“Cisco!” she screamed, and her pussy convulsed around him.

He was a mere two seconds behind her, shooting off deep into her warmth, spasm after spasm seizing the base of his spine in an orgasm that defied any that had come before…

He must have blacked out for a moment, or lost his ever-loving mind, because when he came back to himself, he realized he was still, slowly working her up and down his softening cock, slick cum going everywhere.

Normally, with his mild OCD, he’d be leaping up to dispose of a condom and clean himself, but right now…

Hilly laughed, grabbed his face, and planted a robust kiss on his lips. “I hope you don’t mind, but I don’t think I can move. My legs feel like spaghetti,” she giggled.

“Give me a minute,” Cisco panted and chuckled at the same time. He loved this. Sex with humor. It was a first. “You might have killed me,” he chided.

Hilly tipped her head and gave him an assessing look.

“Umm… I’m pretty sure that pulsing between my legs says you’re very much alive.”

Cisco gaped. Huh. His cock was still throbbing, and…getting hard again? Even swimming in his previous release?

Fucking amazing.

He gripped Hilly’s waist and slowly began moving her up and down again, the wet noises coming from between them actually inflaming his libido.

“Really, Cisco? More?” Her lids lowered to half-mast and she groaned.