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‘Oh god, yes,’ he encourages.
I start sucking him wildly, furiously bobbing my head back and forth, taking more and more of his hardness in my mouth with each trip down his shaft. I nearly gag, but I keep going, determined to swallow all of him, until he suddenly pulls me off his cock. In an instant he grabs me and throws me shocked on the bed.
I watch him roll a rubber on to his tool with wide eyes.
The weight of his body settles on me, pushing apart my thighs. Immediately I spread my legs wide and push my hips up in an open invitation as I lock my legs around his hips.
‘Yes,’ he growls as the hot head of his cock finds my pussy and enters. I feel every inch of his cock as it slowly slides into my tight, slick opening. My muscles clench around the thick intrusion. He lowers his body on top of me. The sensation of his body hair rubbing against my breasts and stomach as he moves over me sets my skin on fire.
The deliciously male smell of him makes me feel light-headed as he jams deeper and deeper into me until he is balls deep. Slow thrusts, fast strokes, sliding deep, stopping shallow, he goes on and on, rocking my body until I feel my teeth sink viciously into his shoulder.
He slams hard into me. ‘You gonna fucking come? Yeah?’ he snarls.
I keep the death grip on his body as the glow inside me becomes a raging inferno. While my arched body jerks and convulses, his rhythm suddenly falters and he cranes his neck and cries, ‘Tori.’
He rolls off my limp body and lays at my side, staring at the ceiling. Our breathing evens out slowly.
‘I keep getting whiffs of the smell of apple,’ he says lazily.
Shit. I shift slightly. ‘Er … I think I saw an apple tree outside the balcony.’
He turns his head and fixes me with his emerald eyes. ‘It’s coming from you, isn’t it?’
‘I may have accidentally sprayed some apple scented room freshener on my wrists, but I washed it off, so it can’t really be me.’
He takes my wrist and smells the inside deeply. ‘I think you’ve just ruined all apples for me.’ He stares at me. ‘I’m going to get a hard on every time I see one.’
I look at the bruise my bite has given him and swallow hard. What is it about this man? He just has to look at me and I’m gone. It’s unfinished business swirling between us all over again. I think he might have been about to bend his head and kiss me, when I fart. A surprisingly loud one. I feel my eyes widen and see his do the same. We stare at each other for a few seconds. Did I have broccoli at lunch? Thank god, no.
Then my mouth opens and I ask, ‘Was that you?’
His eyes widen even more. ‘No. I thought that was you.’
I shake my head slowly, my face is rapidly becoming redder and redder and his eyes are becoming more and more sparkly.
‘That is some cold-blooded shit to deny,’ he says.
I shrug. ‘So what you gonna do about it?’
‘There’s only one thing to do,’ he says mock seriously.
‘What?’ I ask reluctantly.
‘I’ll have to identify it by smell,’ he says, and lifts one corner of the duvet and smells the air coming out.
I take a quick surreptitious sniff too and there is no smell coming out. Everyone knows noisy farts don’t smell. ‘Well?’ I ask.
‘Inconclusive. I’m going to have to smell the source of the smell.’
‘No, you’re not,’ I blurt out and start wriggling away. He catches me by my upper arms and half lies on me, trapping me completely.
‘You have a choice. I smell your butt or I make you confess.’
I giggle. ‘Make me confess.’
I thought judging by the smoldering look in his eyes he was going to kiss me or do something sexy to me. It never crosses my mind that his idea of making me confess is to tickle me. He is very good at it. He tickles me until I am curled up into a ball and laughing so hard my stomach hurts, and I am gasping for breath.
‘It was me. It was me,’ I gasp finally, unable to take another second more.
He stops tickling me and kisses the tip of one breast. ‘See how much better life is when you tell the truth.’
I become cold inside. Oh God! If only he knew. Everything about me is a lie. I touch the hard plane of his cheekbone. ‘I didn’t mean to lie. I was just messing with you.’
He looks at me curiously. ‘I know that.’
I smile. ‘Just wanted you to know.’
He rubs his chin. ‘Are we talking about the same thing here?’
‘Yeah. Did you say you brought a picnic basket?’
He vaults off the bed and I watch his long tanned back and tight butt as he pads completely naked out of the room. I close my eyes. It’s OK. It’s OK. It’s just a fling. He’ll lose interest soon and no one will be the wiser.
I sit up.
Chapter Nineteen
Cash
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YXSpXO4N-tI
- Down in The DM,
The Art of The Hustle
By the time I come back with the basket she has pulled a large bath towel around her body and tucked one end between her breasts. It looks hot as fuck. I stand at the doorway and stare at her. Tendrils of gold hair fall in twists around her face and neck. The girl is too damn cute for my liking.
‘What?’ she asks, her mouth red and swollen from sucking my cock so long and hard. Just thinking about her lips wrapped around my dick makes me go hard again.
Fuck. This is going to be a problem.
I’ve never wanted a woman so completely, even after banging her this many times. I got rules, man. Normally by now my cock and I would already be finding a way out. Saying our goodbyes in the most diplomatic way possible, which we have discovered doesn’t actually exist. Goodbye has the unfortunate tendency of making eminently rational girls turn in the blink of an eye into raving psychos. My experience: the sooner you make your exit the better it goes down.
I walk up to the bed, put the basket on it, walk around the side, then up to her. I start unbraiding her hair. Don’t be nobody you ain’t. That’s my motto, but fuck me if this shit doesn’t feel real. I fluff her mermaid hair out.
‘That’s better,’ I say softly.
She stares at me with big eyes.
The mood in the room changes.
‘Are you an angel?’ I ask. Fuck, look at me being cheesy.
‘No, but thank you for the awkwardness you have created,’ she says, biting her bottom lip.
‘Did you think about me last night after I left?’ I ask.
‘No,’ the barefaced liar says.
‘I did. I fantasized about what you would look like with your ankles by your ears’.
She flushes bright red.
‘You’ve gone an interesting
shade of red,’ I mock.
She covers her heated cheeks with her palms. ‘What do you expect? It’s a graphic image.’
‘What the hell? You’ve just sucked my dick and I’ve just fucked you senseless.’
She drops her eyes. ‘It’s different when it’s done in the heat of the moment.’
I part the towel.
‘Cash,’ she protests, but not too hard.
‘Open your legs. I wanna peek.’
Slowly her thighs open to reveal her blonde thatch and underneath, wet folds of pretty pink flesh. Ain’t nothing sweeter than a fully swollen pussy after a good pounding. My cock twitches. In my world you get addicted to drink, drugs and pussies. Notice I said pussies. Always plural. Why settle for one when you can have them all? But she’s blindsided me, big time. I can’t keep away. One look at her pussy and I want to fuck her again and again and fucking again.
‘Slide your finger in,’ I tell her.
‘Stop being such a pervert,’ she says and closes her legs with a snap.
‘Go on, be wild for me. Play with yourself.’
She opens her legs slowly. Thick honey is oozing out of her. She places her palm on the gold triangle of hair and slowly moves her finger around and around her slick clit. She is so aroused it is protruding like a little white pearl from its hood of flesh. Her sex is actually throbbing.
I reach out and push my finger into her opening.
She gasps.
I push it in and out of her.
Her breathing becomes faster and I shove two fingers into her and hers start circling her clit faster. I watch her laying there pleasuring herself and it is a glorious sight. I stick a third finger inside her, pump her hard until her whole body arches back.
At that point I can bear it no more and I push her back on the bed and plunge hard and deep into her. Her moan is a beautiful sound, and I feel the blood surging and pulsating in my veins as I ram my entire length into her. I don’t stop until we both explode.
‘Fuck, we didn’t use any protection,’ she says, startling me.
I frown. What the fuck was I thinking of? I can’t believe I did that. I’ve never gone bareback with anybody.
‘Are you on any kind of protection?’ I ask urgently, lifting my sweat drenched body upwards.
