Page 182 of The Upper Crush


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‘Please?’

Lowering himself, he braced his forearms on either side of her head and sucked the flesh beneath her ear.

‘Pretty please!’

‘Well… As you asked so nicely…’

She took a breath as he withdrew an inch, then exhaled it in a rush as he snapped his hips forward. He didn’t wait for her to take another breath, thrusting again and again, moving faster and faster.

‘Ohmygodyes!’

Blood pounded in his temples, sweat prickling across his brow, but he didn’t stop, drilling Estelle into the bed as her cries dissolved into incoherence.

‘Fuckyesyesyesshitohmygod!’

She’d lost all ability to keep quiet, her words spilling into each other, then morphing into a keening cry.

Then it cut off in a silent scream and she stiffened, her pussy squeezing his cock till he thought he’d go blind. He kept pounding as she convulsed beneath him, digging her nails into his skin, her head thrown back in bliss.

His heart squeezed as he watched her, emotion flooding into his blood. He was overwhelmed with desire, but now intense vulnerability poured in. His feelings for Estelle went beyond anything he’d ever experienced before, and he felt exposed and defenceless.

Withdrawing, he flipped her over, then hauled her onto her hands and knees. She spread her legs, angling her bottom up, and he filled her to the hilt with one thrust. Holding onto her hip with one hand, he reached around to find her clit with the other.

‘Yes,’ she gasped. ‘Yes, yes, yes!’

With each affirmation she gave, he pounded into her, closing his eyes to try and hold back the onrushing climax. Pleasure pummelled him like shooting stars, light searing through his skin. Every cell of his body was drawing together, tightening to the point where he had no choice but to let go.

Come for me, baby, one last time. Please.

Gritting his jaw, he snapped his hips faster, feeling Estelle shake, her pussy contracting again around his cock. He let himself fall, his climax hurtling him off the cliff into an oblivion where his body imploded, turning itself inside out. Blinded by pleasure, the waves of his orgasm kept coming, pulling out every last drop of sensation, milking him dry until he collapsed onto the bed, Estelle curled in his arms.

His chest heaved, his fingers tingled and spots still danced behind his eyes. He blinked, hardly believing he’d survived the experience. Did this make him superhuman?

‘Wow,’ Estelle slurred. ‘That was intense.’

He nuzzled the back of her head, letting the softness of her curls tickle his face.

‘Did I just have five orgasms?’

He smiled. ‘My pleasure.’

Shuffling out of his hold, she turned so she was facing him. ‘Can we do that again?’

Now? Jesus… ‘Can you give me ten minutes?’

She giggled. ‘Not now, I’m barely conscious. When the festival’s over.’

‘If you want to wait that long? Tomorrow I’m moving my bedroom to the ground floor and sleeping with the window open. Just in case you feel like sleepwalking again.’

Her smile was soft and relaxed. ‘I was rocket-fuelled by birthday wishes and adrenaline. Tomorrow I’ll be so tired I don’t know if I’ll be able to get out of bed.’

‘You could always stay here?’

She hesitated, as if running the scenario through her mind, then shook her head. ‘I need to let the dogs out in the morning. Plus, I don’t feel like going to work in my PJs.’

He stroked her cheek. ‘I could go to yours now, get you some clothes and bring the dogs back?’

Her eyes widened. ‘Are you serious? Chester and Joy in your penis extension?’

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