Nature boy - desperation

You are so ready. So desperate. You come in and kiss me, run your hands all up and down my arse and hips. I'm in the kitchen. Making coffee, in some blood red lingerie and a dress shirt. The cotton feels good on my skin. I'm eager to tease him. He stands behind me and puts his hands on my stomach. He pulls me against him I can feel him hard behind his jeans, rubbing his erection into my bottom. 

We stroll upstairs, chat and kiss on the sofa. I touch him through his clothes. I invite him to bed, he strokes and kisses my bottom through the thin net of my knickers, as I swagger up the stairs. 

I pull him onto me. We're undressing. He's desperate to fuck and feel something. He urges his cock towards my lips. I give him a few slow minutes with my mouth and then stop. He's clenching, retracting, pulsing. He'd come right now if I let him. 

I tell him to eat me which he does with rabid enthusiasm and then he rubbers up and slides into me. He's visibly shaking. I can see the concentration ripple on his brow, as he tries to hold back such an embarrassingly instantaneous orgasm. 

He fucks me slowly and calculated, I'm on my back and then we change positions. He pushes into me. we both moan. He fucks me in bursts and then stops and shakes and moans desperately. I make it harder. I'm chatting dirty. Telling him how good his hard cock feels fucking my tight pussy. Telling him how much I want to come for him. He's making desperate guttural sounds, his hands are tight on my waist. 

"Do you want to come? Please come for me"

I can feel the relief leaving him. He fucks me aggressively, rapid hard thrusts that shake my body. I stroke and touch myself and feel my own orgasm swell up. He releases deep in my wet contracting hole and then I come shortly after he's winding down. It feels good and satisfying.