I reached forward, gathering her hair in my fist. Pulled gently at first, then harder, using it to control her rhythm.
"Yes," she gasped.
The combination of the visual, the sensation, and her enthusiastic participation was overwhelming. I felt myself climbing toward release rapidly.
"I'm close," I warned.
"Not yet." She lifted off me suddenly, moving to position herself on hands and knees.
I moved into position, admiring the view. Her ass was raised, back arched perfectly, pussy glistening and ready.
I entered her in one smooth thrust, and we both groaned.
"Fuck me," she demanded. "Don't hold back."
I didn't.
I gripped her hips and started pounding into her with force. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, mixing with our moans. Sarah pushed back to meet each thrust, taking me as deep as possible.
"Harder – oh god – yes – just like that – "
