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“I’m wet for you, Sir.”
He grabbed her hands and pinned them to the mattress above her.
“So hot,” she told him.
They were good together. He slid inside her in a single surge.
“That’s what I need. Hard, Mr Tomlinson.” She bit her lower lip. “I mean, if that’s all right?”
“I’ll fuck you however you want it.” He released his grip on her and said, “Put your legs around my waist.” That forced her to lift her hips and gave him a different angle. “Keep some of your weight on your arms or elbows so you can keep yourself open for me.” If she wanted a ride, he’d give it to her.
She looked at him, nothing but trust in her unblinking eyes.
It took all of his mental acuity not to lose himself in her hot cunt.
He drove into her again and again.
“This is… Damn. You’re so deep in me.”
Holding nothing back, he pounded her until she trembled, struggling to meet each of his surges. Her brow furrowed and she dug her heels into his back for purchase.
“Mr Tomlinson, I’m going to come,” she said.
Her words were as much a question as a warning. “Do it,” he instructed.
He felt her pussy clench and the constriction of her muscles milked his cock. He gritted his teeth, determined to satisfy her first.
He moved to put his hands beneath her buttocks, giving her extra support as she rode her orgasm.
She whimpered, and her body convulsed as she reached for it.
David spread her buttocks apart slightly and pressed his thumb into her anus.
Her scream rent the air.
Maggie broke position and grabbed his shoulders. She held onto him as she bucked and cried out.
For long seconds, she didn’t breathe. Then he felt her internal pressure ease.
She ploughed her hand into his hair. “Thank you.”
“Pleasuring you is an honour, Maggie.”
“Now your turn,” she said. “Before your big cock explodes.”
He’d have glanced pointedly at the gag, but he didn’t have the energy. If he were honest, he’d admit he didn’t want to look away. All he wanted was to fuck her.
David removed his thumb and adjusted their positions a bit. “Put your buttocks on the mattress and grab the headboard.” Once she did, he told her, “That’s it.” He had her where he wanted her, unable to move. He slid his hands beneath her and dug his fingers into the buttocks he’d reddened earlier.
With short, then lengthening strokes, he filled her. His orgasm built inside his balls. She muttered sounds of pleasure, feeding him.
“You fill me,” she told him. “So, so full.”
Knowing she was getting off was enough for him. It took less than thirty seconds for the orgasm to erupt from him—and that was what it felt like. It came from deep inside, hot and pulsing, joining them together.
He gritted his teeth as he filled the condom.
His nerve endings singed, he collapsed on her. God, this woman did it for him. Maybe it had been too long since he’d had sex with a woman he cared about. And perhaps it was the just effect of the curvy woman whose wild black hair matched her wanton abandon. Regardless, he hadn’t had this sense of connection in a long time, if ever.
When he’d worked out on his rowing machine this morning, he hadn’t anticipated the day ending like this. She wasn’t the only one who would sleep well.
He disposed of the condom then returned to her and scooped her up. “We need a shower.”
“We?”
“I’m not done with you yet. A shower will restore you for what I have in mind next.”
Chapter Six
Last night, when David had said he had something in mind for her, he hadn’t lied.
He’d washed her hair in the shower then lathered her body and inspected it for bruises. After they’d dried off, he’d asked if she had arnica. He’d massaged the white cream onto the marks then he’d rubbed down her entire body.
If this was his version of aftercare, she was sorry she’d missed out that night at the Den. She’d expected he might want to talk, but he hadn’t. Instead, he’d put her on the side of the bed and fucked her from behind. He’d lasted a surprisingly long time, and he’d given her three orgasms before he’d claimed his own.
