Page 11 of Wishing for the Lumbersnack

I grabbed her hands, capturing both wrists in one of mine and holding them above her head.

“Be a good little girl tonight and you’ll get a special prize.” I nipped at her bottom lip before kissing the sore spot away.

Without letting her arms down, I grabbed my dick and slid deep inside, the sound of her whimpers and cries my very undoing.

Over and over, I thrusted hard and deep inside her, until she came so hard, her legs wouldn’t let go from around my waist. I rolled onto my back, keeping her inside me as she was now on top. I guided her to ride me hard and fast, and she followed my lead, repeating my movements and rubbing her clit against my hipbone. My hands cupped her breasts, and I moaned loudly as she fucked the ever-living shit out of my dick.

Before I could stop it, my orgasm rushed through me hot and fast and my seed poured into her as she chased her orgasm again and again, riding me until my dick was limp inside her.

We collapsed together in a sweaty heap of limbs, utterly spent and satisfied all at the same time.

“I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you, too, Deke. Always.”

THE END