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He shrugged. “I’m no innocent.” He traced a finger down my cheek. “And neither are you. So let’s not dwell on it.” He moved swiftly, surprising me. He nudged my legs apart with his hand and plunged a finger inside my pussy. “This is what I desire.”
I quivered with a near spasm. Plundered by him, I ached to have more than a finger inside. I whimpered.
“You’ll give it to me because you want it. Don’t you? Mausi, don’t deny it.”
“Yes, I want you,” I murmured, almost hating myself for being so eager. I dripped with juices, lubricating the passage of his finger as he delved deeper up to his knuckle. He knew it. His grin said everything. I could come on his finger if he asked me to. I didn’t want to, though. I wanted to show him I was no pushover. I had my pride. Sometimes this little mouse could roar like a lion.
I pushed back at him, pressing into his chest with the palms of my hands, and he gave, landing on his back. I straddled his thighs and leaned over him. “Before my next lesson, I want to exercise. Warm up.” I rose and grasped the shaft of his stiff cock.
I sank effortlessly until the tip of his erection struck my belly. I landed on his balls and he groaned.
“Again,” he muttered, cupping my breasts, squishing them flat with his hand.
His actions forced my spine straighter and my shoulders back. He penetrated deeper and occupied my pussy with no capacity to stretch it farther.
I rose, letting him almost slip out before slamming my bottom down again. He felt enormous. Fucking him came close to being painful. I didn’t care.
He pinched my waist and lifted me. His face contorted as I crashed back down.
“Faster.” He demanded, holding me tighter.
I bucked up and down while his hips knocked into me. Together, we smashed our bodies into each other. My ass slapped on his thighs and I reached up with my hands, bundling locks of hair into my fists. He kept me balanced as I fucked him. I hoped to drive him to insensibility with my bouncing.
I underestimated his stamina, his staying power. It was I who went into overdrive and lost it. I exploded with an uncontrollable climax. I stuffed my fingers into my mouth, nearly biting them as I tried to stifle my screams.
“Let it go. Nobody will hear you, liebling,” he panted from below.
Tears crested on my eyelids and I tried to scream, but failed. My mouth hung open as I tipped my head backward. The ceiling lights blinded me.
Flipping my docile form onto my back, he continued to fuck me. I went hazy, only sensing his pummeling and the closeness of his body as he slid over me. Beads of sweat dripped down, landing on my skin, and I imagined them sizzling with the heat of my frazzled flesh.
“Come, come again.”
He slammed into me.
My legs jerked and I held them behind the knees, supporting them as they wobbled. He angled down, picking up his pace, doing press-ups on my twisted body.
Another orgasm scared me. It would rip me apart. “No,” I almost sobbed. “Too much.”
He found my clit with his thumb, exposed it and rubbed hard on the sensitive spot. I hollered. The muscles in my neck tensed as I lifted my head and watched his cock enter me, sliding past my slippery folds, and pound up to the hilt. His balls knocked against me. Forced to orgasm, I didn’t think it wasn’t possible to come like this, but Stefan was about to prove me wrong.
“No, surely…” I quaked with anticipation, hovering on the brink.
“Now,” he commanded.
I stopped breathing. I held my breath for an eternity as the orgasm burst out of me, radiating out in waves affecting every nerve in my body. I clenched about him, squeezing him as he erupted. A cry left his mouth—a wordless sound.
I opened my eyes and, above me, Stefan’s face contorted as he came. He flopped down, a heavy weight on my breast, overheating me and suffocating.
“Stefan,” I gasped, heaving him with my weakened arms.
He slumped to one side, his eyes closed and his breath restless. I watched the rapid rise and fall of his chest—it entranced me. My eyes flickered. I drifted into sleep.
* * * *
I woke with a start. I’d forgotten where I was and why. The unfamiliar room gradually came into focus. Outside it was dark. The afternoon had vanished in a blur of fucking and sleep. Twice we’d stirred and joined in another tumble of limbs and roving hands, each time more leisurely and with increasing tenderness. It needed to be—my pussy was sore. I couldn’t ignore her and my groin ached from being spread wide.
I turned onto my side. No Stefan. Listening, I heard the shower. I sat up and hugged my knees. Somewhere were my clothes. I wondered if I’d missed the obvious. I hung my head down the side of the bed. The bedside cabinet had a small cupboard. I opened it and there inside, neatly folded, were my clothes.
