Page 10 of One More Night
“I’d never hurt you without your consent.”
She nods, and I reposition myself behind her, massaging that perfect little hole with my thumb once more. I pay attention to the cues she gives: the tilt of her hips, the sounds that come from her as she closes her eyes once again.
How wet her pussy gets where my dick rests against it.
I’m putting way to much thought into what was supposed to be a quick fuck and go, but to be honest I couldn’t give a damn. Not when the woman I’ve lamented losing for years lies before me, totally at my will.
I align the head of my cock with her ass, nudging the sensitive tip against the tight little rose. She sucks in a sharp breath, but then quickly relaxes again as I make a small circle across her nerves before testing again. The rose glistens with the arousal I pulled from her sweet pussy, teasing me with its promise. Each time I push against her I get a little deeper, a little closer to heaven. Before long, the head of my cock slips into the tight hole, the muscles clamping tight around the shaft.
Sweet, Jesus. That’s what I’m talking about, right there.
“So fucking tight,” I praise as I ease a little deeper, tickling her clit with one hand.
She moans like a goddamn porn star when I finally seat my dick fully in her ass. It takes me a few precious seconds to bring myself back from the edge before I can pull back and ease in again.
Corinne adjusts her stance, sliding one hand between her legs to rub tight little circles on her clit as I build pace. Her goddamn ass chokes the living fuck out of my dick, making it damn near impossible not to nut inside of her.
“How does that feel? Talk to me.” My fingers leave imprints on her ass cheeks, my grip the only thing pulling me back from the edge of bliss.
“God, it’s so good.” She groans, her hand working those magic circles a little quicker, a little harder. “So full.”
She has no idea how full I’d like to make her. This doesn’t even touch on the half of it.
I slide my hand along the length of her pussy, coating my palm with her juices as I massage the swollen flesh. One digit, and then two, I fill her a little more as I thrust a little harder into her sweet, sweet ass. She groans, the sound guttural as her eyes close. In this position, my balls graze the underside of my wrist while I finger fuck her to orgasm, the tickle bringing me right along for the ride with her.
She pushes against me, searching for more as I drill both holes hard enough to render her useless for the next few hours at least. But what do I fucking care if her cunt is bruised, her ass raw from my assault if she cries out in pleasure like she does right now?
What the fuck do I care when I plan to call her a cab and kick her the fuck out when I’m done?
“God yes,” she groans into the comforter. “Fuck me like you paid for it.”
Oh, baby. I did.