Each time he plunged into me, his dick hit my cervix just right. My grip on the desk tightened as my orgasm rushed through me like a river. I was so wet that it was running down the back of my thighs.
“You gone cum for me again?”
“Yes,” I hissed.
“I want to feel this pussy milking me. Drain this dick, Faith. Throw that shit back like I taught you and make your man cum.”
Doing as instructed, I bounced my ass, meeting each one of his thrust. Reaching around me, he used the pads of his fingers to massage my throbbing clit. The pressure built up way faster than expected. Before I could comprehend what was happening, my second orgasm tore through me.
“Reed, Reed, Reed, baby, please!” I screamed, reaching around to hold him in place in case he was even considering pulling out.
“Fuck!” he barked, his rhythm faltering as my walls clenched around him.
The room went dim. My hearing was muffled, but I felt too good to be concerned about menial things like vision and sound. I nearly passed out as wave after wave of pleasure swept over me.
“Mmhm, that’s it. You’re such a good girl,” he said, fucking me through it. “You know why I say you’re perfect? You never have to wonder how I feel about you, Faith. You’re my entire world.”
With those words, he slammed into me a few more times before his hips stilled against my ass. Releasing a throaty groan, he came hard, tightening his grip on my hips as his dick pulsed inside me. Before long, he collapsed on my back, kissing the back of my head as we stayed locked in position. After a beat, he tilted my head to peck me on the lips.
“You were always the best way to end a stressful fucking day.”
I smiled as he backed up and helped me to stand. “Only your day isn’t nearly over yet.”
“The hell if it isn’t. Come on. Let’s go home so you can shower and change.”
“Don’t you have pertinent business to attend to?” I reminded him.
“My family comes first. This shit storm will be here tomorrow. Right now, my wife needs to take a shower. I have a shower here, but you need to change.”
“Where is your bathroom? I can at least pull myself together a little bit.”
“You can go and get yourself together, but when you’re done, we’re leaving. Is the zoo open? I promised Jada that I would take her to the zoo.”
“I’m pretty sure it is. She’s still in school for another couple of hours.”
“I told her I would take her to a theme park too. What’s the closest one?”
“You and that little girl are not about to be dragging me all over the place. I keep telling you not to spoil her.”
“And I keep telling you, fuck that. I’m taking my baby to fairy land or candy world or some damn where. I promised her that I would. I’m not breaking my promise.”
“How about we go eat at her favorite place and let her play her heart out on the playground?”
“My baby doesn’t eat that gruel anymore. Seriously, stop feeding her that shit, Faith. I’m sure you have done an exposé on fast food somewhere along the way,” he said as he led me to the bathroom.
Once I closed the bathroom door, I looked around surprised to find a full bath. He’d said he had a shower. I guess I underestimated him. Since Reed was determined to leave anyway, I emptied my bladder then found what I needed to give myself a quick wash up before leaving the bathroom.
“What about camping? My baby said she wanted to go camping too,” he said as I emerged.
“What about glamping?” I countered.
“What’s that?”
“Camping minus the struggle. You have beds or cots and a freaking bathroom, or at least access to one.”
“Hell, that sounds like a sleepover to me.”
I shrugged. “We can do that.”
