I don’t stop. I don’t think I could if I tried. I angle my hips to find the spot that makes her cry out. Her legs lock tighter around me. The tension coils in her body until it snaps. She comes hard, pulsing around my cock, my name falling from her lips like a prayer. The sight and feel of her pushes me over the edge right after her. I bury myself deep and finish with a low groan, hips jerking against hers as pleasure whites out everything else.
We stay locked together, breathing hard. I kiss her softly now, brushing damp hair from her forehead. She smiles against my mouth, the kind of smile that says she has already started recalculating everything between us.
"This is going to make working in here complicated," I say, voice rough.
"I agree," she answers, still wrapped around me.
“I wanted to take that slower,” I murmur, leaning back so I can look at her. Her chest and neck are flushed, her nipples still peaked and pebbled, goosebumps race over her arms.
I slowly begin to move, my cock still half hard inside her. Her eyes flash with surprise but I can see she is on board and not too sensitive.
“You’re so much more than I expected,” I say, running my hands over her body as she leans back on her elbows.
I drop my eyes to wear my cock is making short, lazy strokes in and out of her cunt, my cum frothing at where we’re joined. My balls are tight and tingling, spent and wanting a break. But I can’t make myself stop. Not with her spread out like this in front of me.
“Lift your legs back,” I say and does as I ask, stretching her thighs apart and giving me a better view of her pussy as I slide in and out, already fully hard and throbbing. Her pretty thatch of hair is glistening with our mixed juices, driving me even more insane with need.
I press her legs back, watching her face to make sure she isn’t uncomfortable.
“I’m going to pull out, but I don’t want you to lose any of my cum,” I say by way of explanation. She nods and lies all the way back, her body covering pages of contracts and manifest and maps and I don’t care one bit.
My cock twitches as I slowly drag it from her tight hole. I immediately bend and put my face between her thighs, sucking and licking her until she is trembling with such violence on the table that I’m not sure it can hold out. Right as she reaches the edge, I take my mouth from her and stroke my fingers over her entrance.
She lets out a frustrated moan and lifts her head, her eyes locking on mine.
“Patience,” I say. “I want to make you come so good that your muscles clench harder than ever before and pull all of my cum so deep that it has no choice but to take. I want you pregnant before we’re even officially married.”
Her pupils blow and she drops her head back down on the table with another moan, her entire body still shaking.
I should wait for the trembling to subside, let her come back down enough that it feels like starting all over, but as I watch her twitching in front of me, my cock swells impossibly more and begins leaking at the tip.
Blood is pounding in my ears. I feel like I’m drowning beneath the weight of my need to fuck her full again. I can’t stop myself from devouring her, she tastes like both of us and her clit is swollen and begging to be licked.
She gets close again, I can tell by the way her pussy starts to clench around nothing, her entrance tightening as it looks for the friction it so desperately needs.
Precum is leaking from me now in a steady stream of glittery liquid, dripping on the floor between us.Just a little further, I think to myself.
Her legs begin shaking more violently against my hands and I know this is it, this is the moment. I stand, grab both of her titsin my hands and squeeze as I ram my cock into her pussy, letting it milk my aching balls dry as she comes apart.
“Fu—” is all she manages as wave after wave of pleasure courses through her. Papers fall to the floor, the table groans beneath us, but I don’t care.
My head falls back, unable to hold itself upright as my knees go weak, and the final ropes of cum sputter out of me in desperation to breed her.
We stay like that for a long moment, catching our breath, coming back to reality…
My cock wilts out of her, begging for a break, but the moment my eyes land on her dripping pussy, it’s like I’m possessed.
I slide two fingers inside her, pushing the small drop of cum that tried to escape with my cock back in while she shivers on the table.
“Well,” I finally manage. “It looks like we’ll be staying here for a while.”
Juliette
I lie there on the table, papers sticking to my damp skin, my body still pulsing with aftershocks. My legs tremble where they rest against his shoulders. I have never felt anything like this. Not the raw pleasure of him filling me twice, not the way he looked at me like I was the only thing in his carefully ordered world worth wrecking. My mind, usually so sharp with numbers and manifests, is blissfully quiet except for one repeating thought: more. I want more of him. I want to feel him lose control again because of me. I am as insatiable as he is, and the realization sends a fresh wave of heat through my core.
Serik's fingers are still inside me, gently pushing his cum deeper like he really means to breed me before we even say our vows. The possessiveness of it is almost frightening, but I find it makes me clench around his fingers, greedy for every drop.
He watches me with that intense, recalculating stare, his chest rising and falling as he catches his breath. Slowly he withdraws his fingers. I feel the loss immediately, empty and aching.
