Chapter 29 #2
She doesn’t know it yet, but after tonight, my heart, my body, every part of me, will belong to her. Even if she’s not ready to be mine—I am already hers.
“You’re gonna make me cum again,” she breathes, her voice shaking with need, pulling me right out of my thoughts.
My hands slide to the back of her thighs, and she instinctively sits up, wrapping her arms around my shoulders.
Gripping her arse, I lift her until she’s practically sitting upright on me while I stand.
With her legs spread wide, and draped over my forearms, I settle myself deeper inside her.
And just like the rogue beast that I am, I fuck her wild, rough, and vigorously, her body bouncing with each hard thrust. She moans loudly, the sound pushing me dangerously close to the edge.
But I’m not ready to let go yet. No. I need more of her.
“I’m getting close. Turn around for me, beautiful.” My voice is hoarse as I slide out of her and place her back on her feet.
A wicked smile plays on her lips as she turns around, bends forward, and braces her hands on the hard surface. Doing everything in my power not to blow my load at the sight of her arse in the air, I step behind her with deliberate control. Or as much control as I can muster.
Mila’s body is pure sin, her curves, her scent, her movements—she’s the embodiment of desire and temptation.
She sways her luscious arse, teasing me shamelessly.
And when she throws a sultry glance over her shoulder, I snap.
My palm connects with her arse cheek in a sharp smack, drawing a delicious squeal of pleasure from her lips.
“You like teasing me, don’t you?” I growl, my voice dark and gravelly. “I think you enjoy it when I lose a bit of control.” I lean forward, my lips brushing her ear. “Well, baby... you better brace yourself. You’re not going to want to miss this next part.”
I hook her leg over the edge of the spa, spreading her wide open, and with a firm grip on her hips, I line my cock with her entrance, feeling her soak the tip of the head.
“You’re going to want to hold on tight, baby, because this is going to be far from gentle.”
“Oh my God, Jase—”
I slam my cock deep inside her before she has a chance to finish, forcing a sharp gasp to escape her.
I start pounding into her from behind with raw, punishing strokes, making her scream and quiver from the intensity of it all.
My movements are relentless, her arse bouncing against my pelvic bone with wet slapping sounds, and I can feel my climax getting nearer.
Leaning forward, my hand reaches around her hip to draw slow, teasing circles over her clit. And when I hear her choked, desperate moan escape her throat, I know she’s just come undone for the second time.
As she rides out her orgasm, I continue to fuck her with fast, powerful thrusts, until I can no longer hold it in, and my release floods inside her in intense, pulsating spurts.
I grit my teeth as the last drop of my cum leaves my body and enters hers.
Then, with a gentle kiss on her shoulder, I slowly pull out of her.
“Fuck, Jason.” She exhales, as she sinks back into the water, exhausted. “I can honestly say, without a shadow of doubt, that I will never want another man’s cock inside me.”
I chuckle softly, easing into the water beside her and pulling her gently onto my lap.
She instantly relaxes against me, her back melting into my chest.
“I’m glad you enjoyed that as much as I did. I wasn’t sure if I was going to last. But thank God, I did.”
“It still would’ve been the best sex I’ve ever had.”
“That so?” I whisper, letting my lips graze the shell of her ear.
“Oh, yeah. No one’s ever fucked me that hard before that my legs almost gave out.”
I squeeze her a little tighter, enjoying the feel of her warmth against my skin. “Mila?”
“Yeah?”
“Stay the night with me. I don’t think I’m ready for you to leave just yet.”
After a moment’s pause, she lets out a dramatic sigh. “Well... if I have to.”
And just like that, she’s turned me into a sappy, needy bastard overnight. It’s like she’s quickly become something I can’t go without, like water or oxygen. Just the thought of her walking away makes my chest ache in ways I can’t explain.
We sit huddled together for a few more minutes until the chill in the air deepens, prompting us to head back inside.
Once out of the spa, I wrap a towel around Mila’s shivering frame, then drape one over myself. I gather our scattered clothes and hand them to her, which she gladly accepts with a smile. Then without warning, I scoop her up in my arms, carrying her bridal style as we head back inside.
Everything about tonight has been more incredible than anything I’ve ever experienced with a woman.
It was as if the universe had orchestrated it all just for us.
And with the night still young, I intend to spend every remaining moment in bed with her, exploring and worshipping every inch of her beautiful body, losing myself in the warmth and softness of her skin until neither of us can remember where one ends and the other begins.