Giving some time to recover, I turned and rummaged through the drawer. Just like as I had expected, the mansion had supplied each room with supplies. I left the bottle of lube on the nightstand and then rolled a condom onto my length just in case I failed to hold back. With my cock standing at complete attention, I laid down, waiting for her to make the next move. She certainly did not disappoint as she settled onto my lap, lowering herself inch by inch until I was inside her once more. Her nails dug into my chest as she gasped. My size and girth had to feel different from this angle, but she steadied herself and once she got going, there was no stopping her.
I became mesmerized by the bouncing of her breasts. They were truly a sight to behold. Then she made them even better. She grabbed the bottle of lube and rubbed it all over until her breasts were nice and slippery. Damn, I thought as she continued to play with herself. She was straight out of my dreams.
Her hands wandered to the rest of her body, making me aware of all she had to offer. She was a goddess – big and beautiful.
She rode me a little slower but maintained a pace that kept me right on the edge. My cock twitched inside of her as she leaned over, bringing her breasts right into my face. I took one into my mouth, sucking on her nipple like my life depended on it. My tongue never stopped, flicking that hard-little nub back and forth, back and forth.
This got her going and she was back at it, riding me until I could hear her ass clap. She held onto the headboard and road me with the perfect gyration of her hips. Then, suddenly, she stopped, a third orgasm ripping through her.
I breathed through my nose and out through my mouth. It would have been so easy to cum right there alongside her, but I didn’t want our fun to end just yet. I still had to hear her scream.
Sitting upright, I took control, bouncing her up and down even as she continued to roll through her orgasm. “Fuck…” she breathed. “You don’t let up, do you?”
“You begged me for one hell of a night and I’m not one to disappoint.” I thought about just throwing her down on the bed and doing it missionary but where was the fun in that? I wanted something that would rock her world and make tonight a night to remember. “So, let’s make this interesting, shall we?” I pulled her off my cock and laid her down. “Close your eyes.”
She did exactly as I asked, eager to please. Good.
I picked up my tie off the ground and tied it around her eyes, blindfolding her. “Don’t take that off.” From that point, I could see her listening, anticipating what I would do next. I rounded the bed, touching her first here then there. She mewled, pushing her hips into the air, body begging for it as I continued to tease. I was winding her up – getting her ready for the finale.
“Please…” was all she said, and it was all she needed to say because, in an instant, I was on her. I pulled her off the bed and into my arms, fingers gripping into her ass before slamming her into the wall.
She gasped and I pushed up against her harder, my mouth coming down, tongue going straight for her mouth. Her legs came around my waist, ankles locking together behind my back. That’s when I pressed into her. Somehow, she seemed even tighter than before but that didn’t stop me. I forced myself inside, burying as deeply as I could.
“I want to hear you scream,” I said before letting myself lose control. I fucked her so hard that a couple of paintings came off the wall, crashing when they hit the ground but still, I did not stop. I was on a mission and I wasn’t about to stop until she was screaming loud enough for the whole damn mansion to hear.
Her nails raked across my back and shoulders, marking me with her lust as things got wilder and wilder. I must have fucked her on nearly every surface of that room before I finally allowed myself to blow my load.
I was weak in the knees, alright. I barely made it back to the bed. Collapsing, we both just laid there for a moment, staring up at the ceiling. After catching my breath, I rolled off the condom and threw it into the nearby bin. Turning over, I took her into her arms knowing that every girl likes a good cuddle after a good fuck fest.
She rested her head on my chest and smiles, laying so close that I could feel every inch of her body against mine. “Wow…” she murmured as she drew invisible patterns across my skin. I smiled, placing my arm behind my head as I outlined the length of her spine with my fingertips.
But as the high started to fade so too did the magic of the moment. Did I just sleep with a stranger? I don’t even know this girl’s name and yet we had done it in positions that most people only say they know. These thoughts brought a certain awkwardness to my limbs, making them rigid with regret. Although, it wasn’t quite regret. That was too strong of a word. I had loved my time with this woman, and I would probably remember this night for the rest of my days but that didn’t change the fact that we had just a one-night stand. Was it a mistake? I wondered. Should I have gotten to know her first?
It was too late for that now. I looked down and saw that her eyes were closed. Had she fallen asleep? My fingers ran through her hair, made wild from our time together.
Suddenly, my phone rang. I got up, finding my pants on the other side of the room. I was surprised they were still intact after the frenzy we were in to get each other in. I shook my head and fished my phone from my pocket, answering it.
“Where did you run off to this time?” It was Tyler. “And don’t tell me the Marines.”
“In my room,” I answered, trying to keep my voice to a whisper so I wouldn’t wake her.
“Why are you whispering?” Tyler asked. “Did you find someone to ring in the New Year with? Because, let me tell you, I haven’t had any luck in that department. It’s like I’m wearing some sort of girl repellent cologne or something but you – you’re back one fucking day and you’re already shacking up with someone. Funny, I remember you being more reserved. You always made it a point to wine and dine –”
“Look, Tyler, I’m tired. I think I’m going to call it a night. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow, alright?” Before he could respond, I hung up the phone.
He was right. I had always made it a point of wining and dining a girl before taking her to bed. I had always made it a point to at least know who they were – what their fucking name was. So, what had been so different about this girl that I had just thrown all caution to the wind?
Chapter 5 (Molly)
When Cole returned to the bed, I was propped on my elbow, watching him with a longing that was still there despite everything we did. I had the feeling that we could have fucked for hours and it still wouldn’t have been enough to satisfy my addiction. It was like this primal sort of need – like without him I’d be left incomplete.
I pulled up the blanket so that he could get underneath and continue our cuddling. Despite his rock-hard muscles, he made a lovely pillow. It was almost like his chest had been made just for me to lay my head on it and listen to the beating of his heart.
As he laid down, I noticed a certain darkness in his expression. Was something wrong? I wondered.
“Everything’s fine,” he said as he took me into his arms again and kissed the top of my head. “Sorry about that. I probably should have ignored the call.” His fingers returned to my spine, running up and down its length in a way that made me shiver. If my legs hadn’t turned to jelly, I probably would have gone for a second round, or was it more like the fourth? Fifth maybe? Whatever the round, I already wanted more but I thought it better to pace myself. Cole was back and I wasn’t about to slip away a second time. We’d have plenty of opportunities for some more fun between the sheets – or more likely, out of them.