Ivonne's POV
I knew he was going to be big from the bulge I had seen in his briefs. However, "holy shit," I clamored with wide eyes of wonder at his pulsing dick.
The urge to sit up and wrap my fingers around his thick length was strong as my mouth watered at the sight. My attention drifted from his hardness to his face and noted his smirk as he caught me staring.
In the moments it took me to act on the urge, his left hand slapped my hips as his gaze held dominance while his palm slid upward to my waist to grip me and pin me to the bed.
His right hand went to grab his cock and I muttered profanities under my breath as he rubbed his tip at my wet and dripping pussy.
I shuddered at the contact and he tilted his head in a sign of satisfaction at my reaction.
"So fucking wet," he muttered, his lids hooded with desire.
I felt him start to push into me when I waved my right hand in the air and muttered a choked out "wait."
