Page 57 of After Midnight

“Shit,” I groan as she takes me deeper, my cock sliding along the inside of her mouth and throat. Briefly, I picture cumming with her lips around me, my release filling her mouth and slipping out the corners of her lips. But I have to stop picturing that, because even though I have every intention of making her cum again, I can only cum once, and I want to make sure it’s after I’ve fucked her.

So as she sucks me faster, I try to think of anything else: surfboards, the annoying feeling of beach sand in my sandals, the fact that the Raptor still needs on oil change. But then she starts making little whimpering noises as she blows me, and it makes it impossible to focus on anything except her mouth around my cock and her palm cupping my balls.

Opening my eyes, I push up so I’m seated on the edge of the bed, looking down at her as she gives me head. Even in the dark, I can see her eyes as she flicks her gaze up to me, and the view of her on her knees almost makes me lose it.

I reach down and push a hand through her long hair, then whisper, “Can I fuck you now?”

Around my cock, her lips lift into a smile. She makes a show of slowly sliding her mouth off of me, making sure I see the weight of my shaft on her tongue. As soon as her lips release me, I’m already leaking more precum. Which reminds me . . .

As Remi presses up off the floor, I lean down and grab my jeans, then fish around in my pockets for my wallet, where I put a condom before I left for the airport. At the time, it seemed stupid, like I was getting my hopes up, but now I’m glad for it.

Remi eases one knee onto the bed beside me, her hand finding my shoulder as she watches me rip the foil open and roll the condom along the length of my wet dick. When I look up at her, she’s wearing a small sideways smile.

“What?” I ask as I flick the foil away.

“You came prepared,” she says, voice low and heavy.

“Didn’t wanna get caught with my dick out,” I say, reaching to take her by the waist.

As she slowly sinks down into my lap, she leans in to trace her lips across my jaw and says, “Too late for that.”

Her lips catch mine, and we taste like a mix of her cum and mine. The flavor turns me on even more, and my hard cock presses against her ass, begging for attention. She nips my bottom lip, making me draw a startled breath, then keeps me captive with her teeth as she rises onto her knees, reaches back, and guides the tip of my dick to her slick cunt.

We both hold our breath, my hands gripping her waist, her teeth still biting my bottom lip. And finally, slowly, she sinks down onto me.

Remi releases her grip on my lip, and we both let out trembling breaths as her pussy stretches around me, squeezing so tight I have to drop my forehead to her shoulder and just breathe for a second.

Do not cum early, I tell myself. I haven’t been waiting weeks for this just to go off the second her cunt wraps around me.

But she feels so fucking good. And when she starts to shift her hips, slowly driving me into her, I let out a mumbled, “Fuck . . .”

“What?” she whispers, not pausing her movement as she takes me by the chin and tips my head back, forcing me to meet her gaze in the dark. “Talk to me, Sebastian.”

“I can’t,” I grit out, pressure already building low in my stomach.

Remi leans in to kiss me before trailing her lips across my throat, making me tremble. She presses her lips to my mouth before whispering, “Why?”

“Because if I talk,” I say from between gritted teeth, “it’s gonna make me fucking blow.”

Her lips pull back in a smile. “You like my pussy that much, hmm?”

She squeezes around me, clamping her cunt down on my cock, and I draw a breath and grab her hips, forcing her to stop humping me for a second.

“You’re so fucking tight,” I whisper, still holding her so she won’t move. “And you’re way too fucking sexy.” I can barely even look at her right now, naked and straddling me, hair hanging loose around her shoulders as her nipple piercings wink in the moonlight.

She wraps her arms around my neck and whispers against my ear, “I don’t want you to stop. I want you to fuck me until I cum again.”

I have to grit my teeth as my balls beg for release.

Having Remi on top of me like this is not going to work. She’s going to make me cum way too fast. So I wrap my arm around her waist and pull my shaft out of her before flipping us down onto the bed, so I’m the one on top now.

“Then be good,” I say as I rise up onto my knees, pushing the backs of her thighs down and out so her beautiful wet pussy opens up for me, “and let me fuck you slow.”

I think she likes the dirty talk, because she immediately starts breathing faster, and a whine slips from her lips as I ease my dick into her one slow inch at a time. Before I cum, I want to feel her cunt throbbing around my dick, want to hear her moan as I take her there for a second time.

“Ready to cum again?” I ask her.

Head on the mattress, she nods. “Please. Make me cum.”