Chapter 15 #2
I know it’s the responsible thing to do, and with anyone else I’d be the one insisting, but the second she lifts off me the loss of her heat feels like an unacceptable sacrifice.
She hurries to the bedroom, and I can’t sit here and wait.
I lift myself off the sofa and trail after her, if only to get an extra few moments of staring at her ass in the lingerie.
That fucking ass!
When she turns and finds me in the room behind her, she only shakes her head with a smile. Peeling the wrapper off, she covers me and the smile becomes a smirk. “Time for your reward.”
She pushes me down on the bed and climbs onto me before I can catch my breath. My poor cock stands up straight from my body like a flagpole waving a frantic signal to Jen about just how bad I need her right now.
I whisper a silent prayer of thanks when she takes pity on me and slides down on it in one delicious motion. And then my throat grows tight as she reaches the root. Her mouth falls open, and there it is. There’s that gasp of appreciation I’ve been waiting for.
Her chest rises and falls. She rolls her hips, and her eyelids flutter closed and a look of concentration comes over her like she’s reacquainting herself with my body. I guess she is.
I’m in the middle of my own welcome home party inside her pussy, and it’s even fucking sweeter than I remembered.
I lift my hips, grinning when that drags a moan from the back of her throat. Then the tip of me hits a part of her that makes my balls tighten, makes her eyes snap open. We stare at each other, and at the exact same moment, we both whisper, “Fuck I’ve missed this.”
That’s it for Jen. It’s like she’s overtaken by something wild.
I’m like a feral animal any time I get a sniff of Jen’s cunt, so I’m along for the ride when she plants her hands over mine where they lay bound on my chest and rides my cock like a runaway horse she’s trying to tame.
Not a chance of that.
I buck harder under her with every tit-shaking bounce, with every wild and desperate thrust of her hips. She’s squeezing me so tight I’m out of my mind trying not to let her down. Not to blow.
On every thrust I hit that spot that drove her wild over and over again. I make sure of it. I lift my hips, adjusting when she slips to one side or another. I wish I could grab her and hold her right there while I fuck up into her, but she still hasn’t given me that kind of control.
That’s fine. I’ll take what I can get. I focus myself on being exactly what she needs for exactly as long as she fucking needs it. No holds barred.
At last her grip tightens on my wrist. Her nails bite into my flesh, and I relish the dull pain.
A cry tears from her, and she jerks to a shuddering stop.
Then I watch in awe as her legs shake and her belly contracts. She tips forward, bringing her forehead to mine as she cums and cums. “How the fuck do you feel so good?” she whispers against my lips.
I laugh, or is that a sob? Her pussy is choking the cum from me one tight squeeze at a time. I force my next words out through gritted teeth. “I told you, Jen, I belong here. Did you forget?”
With a punishing thrust I push up into her, and her mouth falls open in astonishment. The contractions of her pussy start all over again, and she gasps. “Fuck!”
“Did you, Jen? Let me remind you. As many times as you need.” I do it again just to make it clear. Just to make sure she gets the point. “Over and over until you remember that I’m fucking made for you, yeah?”
She’s nodding, sweat making little tendrils of hair cling to her face as she shudders and bounces on my cock. I can’t tell when one orgasm ends and the next begins. I don’t think she can either.
She’s gasping for breath. My balls ache, and my chest feels tight with some unknown emotion.
All I know is I’m about to let lose so fucking hard inside Jen I might burst through five condoms and still have cum to spare. I can’t stop, though. “Do you remember?” Thrust.
“Fuck!”
“Do you?” Thrust.
Jen’s whole body seizes.
I give her one more thrust, and then she twists, falling, rolling onto the bed, taking me with her.
My hands are bound, and it’s awkward as fuck, but I don’t care. I’ve got my girl under me again. Planting an elbow on either side of her face, I work with what I’ve got, leaning in, growling into her neck. “I dare you to try and find anything that fits inside you as good as I do.”
She moans.
“You won’t. I guarantee you won’t, but I don’t mind watching while you try.”
Her gaze snaps to mine, and she’s got hold of that bottom lip between her teeth again. “You want to watch me fuck other guys?”
“Hell yeah I do. Know why?” I slam into her, and my balls tighten impossibly when her eyes roll back in her head.
“W-why?”
“Cause I know you’re still gonna be thinking about my dick even while you do, are you?” I slam home again, and she cries out.
“Oh fuck, Adam. I can’t take it. You’re right. You fit me perfectly.”
That’s all it takes. Sweat beading on my lip, I plunge inside her furiously. Slap, slap until her body is shaking and she’s clinging to me for all she’s worth.
She stares up at me all the while so she’s looking deep in my eyes when pleasure explodes in my spine like pain, lancing through my body, searing every inch of me until I release just like I said I would, deep, deep inside her perfect cunt while she holds me tight.
When it’s done, I hold there a moment longer, searching her face. Did I say too much? Probably. Probably fucked it up just like I always do.
Once I got inside her it was like an avalanche of words just exploded from me one after the other.
Jen flushes. Her pussy squeezes around me one last time. Then she pushes me off and rolls out from under me with a mumbled curse and a shake of her head. “The things you say sometimes.”
“Yeah, but I made you cum really fucking hard, didn’t I?”
She glares at me, but there’s no denying it. It will just have to be enough.
I really fucking hope it’s enough.