chapter 57

Sebastian

REMI IS SO FUCKING WET. I grit my teeth and look up at the ceiling as I move inside her, focusing hard on not filling her up. I’m probably down to six minutes now, and I’m determined to feel her cum around me.

Her clit is swollen, probably spent from me already making her cum twice. So I don’t touch it directly, instead making sure it’s hooded as I draw one fingertip gently across it, teasing and trying to coax another orgasm out of her.

From where I am behind her, on my knees, she’s so damn sexy that I could probably burst just by looking at her. Her low back gleams with a sheen of sweat, her ass cheeks jiggle with each thrust of my hips, and she’s letting out tiny moans as her hands tremble against the floor.

She’s a fucking goddess. And goddesses deserve to cum three times.

Releasing her hip, I move one hand toward her ass, and she gasps as I put gentle pressure on her taint with one thumb.

“S-Seb,” she pants.

“Is this okay?” I ask, starting to massage the tight band of skin.

Her answer is a moan, and she drops to her forearms, which makes my cock sink even deeper inside her.

And holy shit. I almost just fucking came.

I squeeze my eyes closed, tensing my jaw, trying to hold myself back.

Five more minutes, I think. I can do this.

She gets wetter as I massage her taint, stroke her hooded clit, and continue to fuck her. If I didn’t have so much experience keeping tempo with both hands, I don’t think I’d be able to pull this off.

Guess being a drummer is good for more than I realized.

“M-more,” Remi whispers from where she’s still down on her forearms, her voice muffled by the curtain of hair hanging around her face.

“More what?” I ask.

“Your thumb.”

I press on her taint a little harder, feeling my cock moving inside her. “You want it inside you?”

She lets out a tiny whimper, then looks up at me through her veil of black hair, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth. And I almost cum again. I’m not sure I’m going to survive the next four minutes.

I put my thumb in my mouth, getting it wet, then circle Remi’s tight asshole. Gently, I put pressure on it, and she gasps again as the tip of my thumb slips inside.

Now I’m in her cunt and her ass.

Cum leaks from her pussy, soaking her inner thighs. And as I resume my rhythm, she starts to breathe harder, her tiny sounds of pleasure getting progressively louder.

“Cum for me, beautiful,” I whisper to her. “I wanna feel it around my cock.”

Her legs start to shake, her fingers curling into fists against the studio floor.

I work my thumb inside her gently, making small movements, while I continue to stroke her clit with one finger of my other hand.

She’s so tight and hot and wet, I know I’m not going to be able to keep this up for long.

Three minutes, I tell myself.

Then Remi goes silent, holding her breath, all her muscles pulling taut.

And she cums for me with such a wail of pleasure that I can’t hold myself back anymore.

I thrust my cock as deep inside her as I can, feeling her pussy throb around me.

At the last moment, I pull out of her, and taking both her hips in my hands, I cum all over her ass and her low back, releasing ropes of fluid across her sweaty bronze skin.

Fuck, she looks good. I’m a lucky man.

We’re both breathing hard, sweaty and wet and shaking. My lips lift into a tiny smile, and I say around gasped breaths, “Time?”

Remi catches her breath, then finally says, “You had two minutes to spare.” She pushes up onto her hands, then collapses into a sitting position, and I notice how wet and sticky the studio floor beneath her is. Guess I’ll be mopping again.

As I fall back to sit beside her, chest rising and falling with heavy breaths, I say, “You did it. New record.” I hold up a hand for a high five.

Rolling her eyes, Remi slaps my palm with hers. Then she laughs softly. “Guess I like ass play.”

I arch a brow. “You’ve never done it before?”

She shakes her head, looking almost shy about it.

“Holy shit.” I collapse back onto the floor, arms and legs sprawled out. “We’re gonna have so much fun, then.”

“Yeah?” She eases a leg over me, then settles her naked body onto mine. She presses tired kisses along my collarbone, up the length of my damp neck, and across my jaw.

“Yeah. But not today. I need at least twenty-four hours before I can do that again.”

“What, you can’t cum three times?” she asks, tipping her head and giving me a little sideways smile.

I reach up to twirl a lock of her dark hair around my finger, then shake my head. “Nope. That’s all you, beautiful.”

She gets a little mischievous look in her eyes.

“What?” I ask.

She sits up, looking down at me from where she’s straddling me. “Now that we know I can do it, we’ll do that every time, right?”

The idea of it is exhausting in the best way. And as I close my eyes, feeling Remi atop me, all I can do is smile. “I’ll make you cum as many times as you want. Just promise we can eat tacos after.”

She giggles, then lies back down on my chest, her head nestling up under my jaw. “I promise.”

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