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“Fuck,” he bit out, and he shuddered. I reached for his balls and started massaging them while I took him into my throat. I let him pump into my throat a few times before I pulled back to breathe. His dick was right in front of my face. I looked up at him, strings of saliva stretching between his dick and my lips.
“Jesus, Rena,” Brent said, taking a step away from me. “You’ll make me come before we do anything.” He scrubbed his face with his hand. When he turned around, the look on his face told me that my time to play was over. He was in control now, and he was going to call the shots. That was fine by me, I wanted him to fuck me any way he wanted. Brent took my hand, pulling me up. He made quick work of the rest of my clothes, pausing to appreciate my bra-and-panty set before he pulled that off me, too.
Brent undressed, and I saw him naked for the first time. He was in good shape. His arms and torso were muscular as if he lifted weights, and the gray chest hair that peeked out of his shirt sometimes covered his chest. It was fucking hot because nothing about him seemed old. He only seemed exotic.
When I looked at him, his electric-blue eyes were on me, and he was studying my body the way I was staring at his.
He reached for a condom in his pants pocket and rolled it easily over his dick. When he was ready for me, Brent walked to me. He put his arms around me and lifted me as if I weighed nothing. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He held me up, the muscles in his arms straining. Slowly he lowered me down, and his cock poked against my pussy. I moved my hips until I guided him to my entrance, and the rest was up to gravity.
Brent lowered me onto his cock and pushed me against the closest wall. I cried out, pinned between the wall and his body, his cock buried inside of me. He bucked his hips, fucking me. The orgasm ripped through me, leaving me gasping and limp. Brent held me up, still pounding furiously into me.
After a while, he spun me around and walked me to the bed, still holding me up. He laid me down beneath him and started jerking his hips again, his rhythm unrelenting. I cried out as he pumped into me. When I was sure I was going to tip over the edge of a second orgasm, Brent slowed it right down. He slid into me, achingly slow, before pulling out again just as slowly. It was delicious and torture at the same time. Brent looked me in the eye while he did it, amusement on his face. He was enjoying this. Of course he was. I had to admit I was, too.
When I was so fucking wired I was ready to beg him, Brent picked up the pace again. I cried out as he pumped into me, harder and faster, hammering his hips against mine. I orgasmed again and curled my body around his, my nails digging into his arms where I was holding on to him. He grunted and a moment later he released inside of me, pumping and jerking, and it only drew out my orgasm. It carried on forever, and I was caught in a limbo of bliss.
Finally, Brent pulled out of me and I gasped, raw and satisfied. He climbed off the bed and turned away from me. I closed my eyes and arched my back, trying to stretch out my body. The mattress dipped as Brent climbed onto the bed.
I smiled, thinking about this whole image before I started giggling. It bubbled up in my throat. Brent looked at me like I was crazy, but I couldn’t help it. I lay on the bed laughing, naked and well-done.
Chapter 12
Brent
I had no idea what had gotten into Rena. I’d experienced a lot of weird things with the women I fucked, but giggling after sex was a new one. Even though I didn’t know what to make of it, I had to admit it was cute. She lay there in all her naked glory, laughing, her skin still flushed and glistening between her legs after the sex we’d had. I shook my head. She was beautiful and strange, and I had no idea what to make of this woman.
Innocent and naughty at the same time, confident and seemingly shy, logical and crazy. She was a bucket of opposites, and I didn’t have a clue who she really was. I found that I wanted to get to know her the more time we spent together. It wasn’t only because we were fucking, either. I wanted to find out who Rena was. I wanted to know who this woman who’d been working for me for so long. I hadn’t found out anything about her other than the necessary details to get her paid and to be sure she would be in the office when I needed her.
