“Fuck, you’re doing so good,” Cade mutters, lifting his head so he can see me suck his cock down the length of his body. “You always know how to suck me just right. Look at you taking me so deep.”
I make a wordless sound of affirmation and slant my eyes up toward his face.
“That’s right. That’s my girl.” His big hands are moving my head up and down over his cock. “Take me all the way. Take all of it.”
I hum again, getting excited because he’s about to come. His body is tense. The muscles of his thighs and stomach have clenched.
“Fuck,” he gasps, his spine arching up again. “Fuck, that’s my girl. You’re my girl. You’re my girl.” The words come out as a soft mutter just before he makes the stretched, helpless sound he makes before he comes.
He’s pretty good at the dry orgasms, but he doesn’t manage it this time. He comes in warm, heavy spurts into my mouth and down my throat.
I manage to swallow and keep sucking as his moans turn sated and relaxed. When his cock has softened, I finally let him slip out of my mouth.
I’m breathing raggedly as I sit up and stretch my back.
“Come here to me,” he says, stretching a hand toward me.
I have no idea what he wants, but I crawl up the bed until I’m in better reach of his hands. He bends me forward and slides two fingers into my pussy.
“Fuck, girl, you’re wet as hell.”
“What’s your point?”
He chuckles as he starts to fuck me with his fingers. “You must’ve really liked doing that for me.”
“Mm-hmm.” I’m so aroused that an orgasm is already starting to mount. I stay poised in the position he put me so he can thrust his fingers.
He starts curling them against my G-spot. I bite my lower lip to stifle a cry of pleasure.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you? Look how hot you are for just my fingers. You gonna come for me like a good girl?”
My response is little more than a whine. I start pumping my hips back against his hand.
“Oh yeah, you want it bad. Your pussy is getting so hot and tight around my fingers. You’re gripping me so good.”
I clutch the bedding and make an embarrassing sobbing sound as I fall into climax. My pussy spasms shamelessly around the penetration, and I’m still pushing my bottom back against his hand.
I’m panting and smiling as the contractions fade into warm satisfaction.
“Now you’re feeling good. That was a real good one.”
“Thank you,” I say, starting to straighten up again. “I mean for doing that for me. I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.”
The truth is I might never have had an orgasm like that. I’ve usually been able to get myself there, but it’s never been particularly earth-shattering.
Not like this.
“Who said it was over?”
I frown down at his soft cock. “Umm…”
“I didn’t mean that. That guy’s definitely out of service for the rest of the night. But my fingers still got some energy. Bend back over. I like to see your little ass while I do you.”
I giggle because how can I not, and I let him use his hand on me again. This time, instead of thrusting, he combines the penetration with rubbing my clit. I come again almost immediately, and the pleasure doesn’t seem to stop.
After the third orgasm, my intimate flesh is overly sensitized, so I straighten up. “That’s about all the earth-shattering orgasms I can handle for one night.”
He likes that. His body shakes with almost silent laughter. He pulls me down so I’m curled at his side under the crook of his arm.
