There were so many things Pete wanted to do with Myka. He wanted to taste her make her come that way. He wanted to hold her in his arms as she fell over the edge. And he wanted to feel her hot tightness wrapped around him. He knew they had time to do all of that so he took several deep breaths to settle himself. Pete didn't want to get overeager and so something stupid, and hurt her.
When she ran her hand over his erect cock, Pete groaned and closed his eyes. Her words filtered through his head and he shuddered. "Okay," he said, his voice tight with want.
Shifting, Pete slowly pulled off Myka's pajama bottoms before pulling himself up to his knees. He looked down at her and smiled. "God, Myka. You're so incredibly beautiful," he whispered as he ran his hand over her stomach. His cock twitched in want, and he knew he needed to be inside her.
Pete slipped out of the bed and tripped a little. He looked at Myka and held up his arms. "The superdork does it again," he laughed before he quickly took of his clothes. He stood there for a moment, and took a deep breath before he crawled back onto the bed. He settled himself between Myka's legs and grinned down at her.
Slowly, he pushed inside her, groaning at how wet and tight she was. "You feel incredible, Myka," Pete said before he leaned down to deeply kiss her. When he pulled back, he softly nuzzled her neck as he started to thrust inside her.