Chapter 12
Chapter
Twelve
Liv
“You like that? You like it deep? You like taking my full fucking cock?”
Oh fuck. I like it so fucking much! Nothing in the world has ever felt this good. No one has ever fucked me this hard and made me come so fucking fast.
The cougar inside me is insatiable. She’s awake now. Wide fucking awake, and all she wants is to be railed on the living room floor by Austin Adams.
As he grips my waist and thrusts into me like a man possessed, I feel so taken, so at his mercy, but also so fucking free.
I know I can do anything with Austin. I can say anything, make any weird sex noises, ask him to do anything, and he will. Because he loves me.
God. I hope he loves me.
Because I love him.
As his huge cock slams into me, pushing me so fast to my edge, I know without a doubt that I’m in love with this man. I want him forever.
Only him forever.
His hands move from my hips to my back and then he’s kneading my tits while he fucks me and it’s pure fucking life-altering bliss.
His rough fingers squeeze my nipples, and I let out a squeal.
“Too much?”
“It’s never too much,” I tell him. “Not with you.”
He squeezes again, rougher this time, and I feel the rush of an orgasm build inside me.
“Fuck me harder!” I beg.
I don’t know how he can go harder. He’s already splitting me wide open, but he grips my hips and pulls me onto him, owning the pace, owning my pussy, owning my whole body and soul.
And then I’m shattering around him, grunting and groaning as he pumps me up and down on his cock.
“Yes, gorgeous. That’s it. Fucking come for me.”
I’m a quivering mess on the other side. My knees give way, and I slump to the floor.
But he doesn’t stop taking me. He shoves my legs apart and keeps fucking. The weight of him feels so good, each thrust rubs my clit onto the rug, and another orgasm hits me. The waves of bliss are still coming when I feel his cock start to throb inside me.
He pulls me up in one quick motion. Fuck he’s strong! He sits on his knees with me straddling his lap in reverse cowgirl and bounces me up and down on his cock.
“Uurrrggggggh,” he grunts, thrusting so hard and deep into me as he comes. “Oh, Liv!” he gasps, his arms shakily folding around me as he kisses my back. “Liv, fuck.”
I squeeze my hands on his massive arms and rest my head back on his chest.
We stay like that for a few moments, catching our breath and coming down from the orgasmic high.
“That was so fucking hot,” he says, giving me a gentle squeeze. “But now I need to get you cleaned up. How about a shower?”
That was fucking amazing, but I’m so not done yet.
“Depends. Will there be shower sex?” I ask.
“Do you want shower sex?”
“Yes.”
“Then you’ll have what you want.”