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The room filled with the sounds of our sex, the creaking of the leather couch as I rode him, our gasps and groans mingling together. I rubbed myself against him, pushing myself closer and closer to the edge of my second orgasm.
My body started jerking as the orgasm came closer. I gasped and cried out, feeling the pleasure take hold of me, slowly becoming overwhelming. I breathed deeply, whimpering.
The orgasm started at my core, clenching my muscles and taking over my body a lot slower than the first one had. I squeezed my eyes shut and gasped, pressing my face into Evan’s neck, and I came on top of him, my body curled around him.
Evan put his hands on my hips, holding me in place, and started bucking his hips beneath me. He fucked me while I was paralyzed by pleasure on top of him. His cock hammered into me, and I cried out as he drew out my orgasm.
“God, you’re so good,” Evan growled in my ear as I buried my face against his shoulder. I was breathing hard.
He patted my hip with his hand, urging me to get off him. He spun me around so that I sat on the couch, and he stood before me, naked, glistening, hard, and throbbing. His cock was at face height. I didn’t know if this was what he wanted from me, but I took him into my mouth and sucked on his cock.
He tasted like sex–our sex–and he was bigger than I remembered. He slid his dick in and out of my mouth, countering my motion as I moved my head back and forth. I held my breath when he hit my soft palate, and this time, I didn’t pull back again. He slowly slipped past my gag spot, and he slid down my throat, thick and hard, blocking off my air.
“Fuck,” Evan groaned when I took him in all the way to the hilt. His hands were in my hair, but he was holding onto me more than guiding me.
I pumped my head back and forth, pulling out every couple of strokes to catch my breath before I took him in again.
“I can’t hold back if you do that, Scar,” he said and pulled out of my mouth.
I looked up at him. Spit dribbled down my chin, and I wiped it away with my hand. Evan took two steps away from me, his hands on his hips, breathing hard.
“Just a second,” he said.
I smiled. It was a compliment that he needed to pull himself together. I leaned back against the couch, keeping eye contact, and ran my hands over my body. I cupped my own breasts, massaging them, rolling my nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Evan’s eyes were glued to my body, watching what I was doing.
I slid my hands farther down my abdomen and between my legs, caressing the insides of my thighs with my legs wide open. I left my one hand on my thigh, and with the other, I pushed my fingers into my slit, running them up and down, playing with myself, spreading my wetness.
I gasped and moaned when I fingered my clit. I was both sensitive and majorly turned on after the orgasms I’d already had, and I wanted more. I arched my back, moving my free hand back to my breast. I played with myself, giving Evan a show, and he watched me with his lips parted. His cock was straining, eager to get back inside me. But not yet. I wasn’t done yet.
Another orgasm built, and it came relatively quickly. I knew exactly what to do to myself to push me over the edge in no time at all. I shivered, my body trembling lightly all over. I rubbed my clit faster and faster, crying out as the orgasm washed over me. I closed my legs and squeezed my breast, opening my mouth in a soundless cry for a moment before I breathed hard.
Evan walked toward me as if he couldn’t contain himself any more. He grabbed me by the legs, flipped me over so that I was on my knees, and he turned my ass to him.
He didn’t hesitate to plunge into me, and I cried out. He fucked me hard, his cock pounding into me, pushing deeper than he’d ever gone, and I moaned, the pleasure and the pain merging together into a wave of ecstasy that pushed me over the edge again. It was either a continuation of my orgasm or a new one, but it hit me hard and fast, and I screamed.
Evan came moments later. His dick jerked inside me, and he slammed in as deep as he would go, filling me up. He grunted as I continued to gasp and cry out. The orgasm seemed to last forever.
Finally, it subsided, and when Evan pulled out of me, I collapsed on the couch, gasping and heaving. Evan sat down next to me, putting his hand on me, and we sat in silence, recovering. It had been one of the best sex sessions I’d had in a long time.
“Is that what you had in mind?” Evan asked.
“Oh, yeah,” I said. I’d come here to get fucked, but this had exceeded my expectations.
“Come to me any time you need, princess,” he said.
I smiled. I liked it when he called me princess. It made me feel beautiful. Special.
“I have to find my clothes,” I said, looking around for them. I had to get dressed and get home.
