If it gets painful, I’ll stop him for sure, but until then I’ll keep riding him as good as I can.
He took off his shirt, so I can see his chest. He’s got quite a bit of hair there, just like he does the rest of his body. He still hasn’t shaved or gotten a trim, so he’s more rumpled than ever. He arches his back slightly with a groan, his eyes fixed on me as they always are.
“Fuck, you’re the hottest thing ever.” He’s been holding on to my ass, but now he raises his hands to cup my breasts. They’re not particularly impressive, but he doesn’t appear to find them lacking. His eyes are greedy as they stare at his fingers holding them as they jiggle.
He’s been rocking his hips up in small thrusts, and now they accelerate. We’re shaking the bed, and his cock is really going at it inside me. “Faster,” he huffs. “A little faster. There you go. Now you got it. That’s so good.”
The muscles in my lower back are tightening as I try to hold the new tempo. I like his compliments. I like to please him—in a way I never have with a customer before. But I’m really getting tired now, so I hope I can hold out as long as he needs.
He slides his hands back down my bottom to grip handfuls of my ass, moving me at the same tempo but a slightly different angle. “Fuck!” His back arches again, and his face twists with pleasure. “I could fuck that hot little pussy all night long. You make me feel so good.”
I do get little clenches of pleasure down deep when he says things like that, but it’s not enough for an orgasm. His talking does help to soften me up enough for the penetration to be comfortable. I start making soft, silly grunts every time I push down on his cock.
“Yes,” he hisses, closing his eyes for a few seconds. “There you go. That’s even better. Fuck me real good. Just like that.”
For a few minutes, there’s nothing but the mingled sounds of our intensifying grunts and gasps. Every muscle in my body is aching, but my pussy is actually fluttering now.
And I want it. I want even more.
His eyes are raking up and down over me again, from my flushed face to my flying hair to my jiggling breasts to my shuddering belly to my groin. I love how he’s looking at me so much my pussy flutters again.
I roll my hips against the sensations, and Cade lets out a stretched, helpless sound. His hips start jerking wildly. “Fuck. You’re so tight now. Squeeze your pussy again.”
I do as he says, tightening my inner walls around the penetration of his cock.
He lets out another loud exclamation. “That’s it. Even tighter. Fuck, that’s so good. I’m gonna… gonna…”
My whole body is buzzing as he finally lets himself come in hard spurts of ejaculate and hard pumps of his pelvis.
His motion is so athletic I have to grab hold of his shoulders so I don’t get thrown off balance.
He’s gasping and moaning hoarsely as he works through the last of his spasms, occasionally breathing out, “Fuck, yes.”
I’m really proud of myself as I stare down at his big, relaxed body and the wash of satisfaction on his face.
I wouldn’t be surprised if he never let himself go like that before. It felt new.
For both him and me.
I hope it is. I might just be a body he fucks, but I want him to think I’m special anyway. Different from everyone else.
My pussy is pulsing like crazy now, but he’s filled the condom, and I need to pull off.
Before I can, he grabs hold of my hips again. “Wait a second. Stay right there.”
I have no idea why, but I do what he says, poised above him completely naked, my legs straddling him.
He’s still panting with effort and release, but he moves one hand toward my groin, parting my outer lips until he can find my clit. He’s still hard enough that the penetration feels full as he starts massaging my clit.
I make a squeaking sound of pleasure as my spine arches. I reach backward to clutch at his thick thighs as an orgasm rises fast.
“Now you’re feeling good,” he mutters. My eyes are closed, but I know he’s still staring at me. “That’s my girl. You need an orgasm bad, don’t you.”
I can’t speak—I almost never do during sex—but I hum out something akin to “mm-hmm.”
“I thought you did. Hold still just like that, all spread out for me, and I’ll get you there.”
Shit. He might not be the most eloquent talker, but it definitely works on me.
