He held it between us like some sort of trophy. “Well, look what we have here,” he mused.
All I could think about was the sudden breeze between my legs and how it was making me even more sensitive. I was on the verge of orgasming, but Cole was having too much fun with his little game of cat and mouse. Did he want me to start begging? Because I was to that point.
“Now, what do you think I should do with this little relic?”
I grabbed him by the neck, pulling him close enough where our lips were on the verge of touching, and told him exactly how I felt because I couldn’t take the teasing any longer.
“I think you should throw that thing away. I’m not going to need it tonight, anyway. Then I want you to finish what you started.”
“Yes, ma’am!” Three of his fingers slammed into me, filling my pussy once more. I nearly moaned his name as the friction between my legs made things hotter than ever, but I bit down on my lip at the last moment, shaking all over.
“Cum for me,” he whispered. “Now.”
My body shuddered at the authority in his voice. I became a puppet acting under his command as I orgasmed, juices dripping everywhere – over his hand, down my thighs, and even in a little puddle between my feet.
Damn, I thought. I’ve always had powerful orgasms but nothing like this and he hasn’t even put his cock inside me yet. I can’t even imagine what will happen then.
But I’d be damned if I didn’t find out.
Chapter 4 (Cole)
Damn, I thought. Just damn. This girl is something else. Sexy as hell. Curves for days. Ass that’s out of this fucking stratosphere. And a good climaxer too? I had definitely hit the jackpot with this one.
The song ended.
She hiked her skirt down just enough to cover up the fact that she was no longer wearing any underwear. With a come-hither look thrown over her shoulder, she walked away, hips swinging side to side in such a way that I would have been a fool to do anything but follow her.
My cock, straining harder than ever against the fabric of my pants, itched to get between those legs – to dive into the sea I had just created. I wanted to get up to one of our rooms as soon as possible, but at the same time, I couldn’t resist taking a momentary detour and pushing her against the nearby wall.
Our lips collided. She gasped. I pushed up on her so she could feel my hardness against her thigh. Her hips moved forward, grinding against mine. Even after the orgasm I had given her, she still wanted more. This was going to be a hard woman to please, but I’ve never been one to back down from a challenge. When I was gone with her, she would never be the same.
The kiss ignited a fire. I could feel her lips burning against mine. Everything was happening in slow motion and yet way too quickly. Maybe it was the bourbon finally getting to my head. Either way, the time for games was over.
I took her by the wrist and led her up the stairs to my room. I fumbled with the key for a moment before finally getting it into the lock.
“I hope it won’t be that hard for you to find my hole.”
The door swung open and instead of answering her, I swept her off her feet, carried her into the room, and threw her onto the bed. We immediately started tearing at each other’s clothes because waiting just wasn’t an option anymore.
She barely had me naked when she pushed me back, wrapping her lips around my cock like it was an overgrown lollipop. What got me going was the way she looked at me with those big, beautiful eyes. I nearly skull fucked her right then and there, but I wanted to know what she was capable of. I mean, fair is only fair. I gave her all my attention down on that dance floor and now it was time for her to return the favor.
I should have known that she’d throw in some teasing of her own. It began with the swirling of her tongue along the underside of my cock. She was purposively avoiding the tip, now almost purple with excitement. Then came the fingertips dancing across my balls. She had barely started and already, she was on the verge of making me crazy.
A groan of pleasure escaped my lips as she rocked forward, pressing her voluptuous breasts against my throbbing member. “If only we had a bit of lube,” she mused. “I could show you all the perks of being with a curvy girl.”
“Check the top drawer. This place has a reputation,” I said, my breathing ragged as I watched her.
She smirked and turned around, giving me a nice view of her ass as she reached for the drawer. The sight had me reeling and I didn’t even bother waiting to see if she found anything. We could always look for it later. For now, I needed to get inside of her.
I was on my feet in a second and in the next, I had her bent over the side of the bed. With a kick of my foot, her legs came apart. My hand came between them, fingering her just enough to gather some wetness. With my palm and fingers slick with her juices, I gripped the base of my cock and gave it a couple of strokes. I was harder tonight than I had ever been before. Time to put that hardness to good use.
With a thrust of my hips, I was inside her – every inch.
She gasped and clung to the sheets, her back arching. I smacked her ass, watching it jiggle and giving myself a moment to compose myself because fuck, this chick had a pussy like you wouldn’t believe. It was tight as hell, squeezing me from all sides, already begging me to blow my top but I was about to be a one-hit-wonder. This girl was different – a fantasy come to life – and I’d be a damn fool to rush through it.
I tangled my fingers through her hair and pulled on it, so her body came off the bed. With my other hand, I kneaded her breast, pinching her nipple between two of my fingers and twisting it just enough to get her to moan. “Tell me how much you want it,” I whispered against her ear. “Tell me how you want me to plow into you all night long.”
She moaned even louder. “Yes,” she said. “Fuck me. Fuck me until I can’t walk straight for a week.”
Lust was thick in her voice. I felt her body shudder. Goosebumps rose along her chest as my fingers caressed the skin around her areola. “Make me scream your name. Break this bed.”
I pushed her back down and grabbed her by the hips and immediately started going to town. She had said the magic words and now, there was no holding back. I rammed into her as hard and as fast as I could, balls slapping against her, bed rocking. As I felt the build-up of an orgasm, I pulled back, nearly pulling all the way out before ramming back inside. I took it slow – almost agonizingly so – letting her feel every inch of penetration.
Besides, I’m an ass guy so I took the time to enjoy the view. It's not every day that you get to take a girl from behind, let alone a girl like this one.
Once the threat of climaxing too soon was gone, I started up again, even harder than before. Her juices were sloshing around my cock and soaking into the sheets. Reaching around, I found her clit, rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. She bit down on the bedding and screamed.. Shaking, her pussy quivered.. Was she already on the brink of another orgasm? I was about to find out.
Again, I pulled her hair, this time using it for leverage as the animal inside me broke from its cage. All it cared about was making her come. Sweat covered my body as I pushed myself harder and harder.
Then it happened. She screamed, her body tensing for a moment, toes curling. Her pussy tightened further, trying to milk me for every drop but I managed to pull out just in time.