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I was too dizzy with lust to reply. I gave my cock one stroke of my hand, feeling its full, vein-ribbed girth before I gripped her hips and pulled her up.
I speared her between her lips with my cock, and she gave a sharp scream of pleasure, feeling as tight as the first day I’d had her.
A guttural, animalistic groan came from my chest as I started pounding into her hard and fast. We weren’t here to go slow, we were here to move hard and fast, and I was going to take her for everything she had.
I felt her clench around me, and I looked down at her pert ass as it slapped against my groin. The sight of it drove me wild. I stroked it with my thumbs while I held her up and thrust into her with a steady, unstoppable rhythm, going harder and harder as much as I felt her little body could take it. I was already rock-hard, and soon, I felt her start to clench up again as her honey started to flow more, and I watched her hands grip the sheets.
I knew what was coming, and I angled her hips so that the tip of my bulging cock started to strike her G-spot, that point that sent her into a white-hot daze of ecstasy.
She bit down on the pillow and let out a sharp scream that was muffled by it as she came, a full-body orgasm that made even me have to marshal my will to keep from letting it throw me over the edge and finish
inside her. I felt years of tension melting away in Jillian’s body all around me, all because of the thick cock between her legs, and it gave me more pride that anything else in the world ever could.
And I wasn’t anywhere near done with her yet.
26
Jillian
“Oh fuck!” I cried out, my whole body trembling as I came.
Bruin was behind me, slamming into my pussy over and over again, his huge hands gripping my ass to hold me steady. I all but collapsed onto the soft bed, his cock springing free. My legs had totally buckled beneath me, unable to hold me up any longer. The waves of orgasm were so intense they made tears burn in my eyes as I lay exhausted and spent on the sheets.
“Good girl,” Bruin said, his tone arrogant in the sexiest way possible. Like he knew just how good I felt, just how perfectly he played my body like a damn instrument. It was like he understood what my body needed long before even I did. He fucked in ways I never even considered before in my wildest fantasies.
My fantasies which just so happened to involve him.
“Don’t you dare think for one second that I’m finished with you, Jillian,” he growled, leaning over me.
He kissed a delicate line up my spine, his hands sliding down my sides, my hips. He kissed the back of my neck and I shivered, my body awakening again already, to beg him to fuck me more. His hard cock, slick with my come, pressed against my ass cheek. I used my dwindling strength to grind up against him, and I felt a thrill of pleasure when he groaned appreciatively.
“You just love teasing my cock, don’t you?” he whispered, his lips right next to my ear.
His breath on my neck, that ticklish spot below my ear, was enough to make me even wetter. Bruin was magic. Discovering places on my body that turned me on, new places I had never thought about before. His every whisper at my ear sent a burning tendril of bliss through my body, burning deep inside my pussy. I was still aching for him, and it almost scared me. How desperately I needed him, how addictive he was. How I longed for him to use my body, fuck me like a little toy, like the carefree, reckless little slut he turned into. I had spent my life being so cautious, so studious, so afraid to even dip my toe in the deep end of the pool for fear of drowning. I was always too afraid of losing control to give up even an inch of it at a time. I had been fighting to stay on top of things, keep my heart and body to myself.
Hell, I had been with Daniel for three months and never once fucked him. And God knows, he had tried. Over and over again. Asking me to stay the night at his hotel. Begging to come with him on a business trip to some tropical paradise so we could sleep together at night. And sure enough, a few times, we had slept together in the same bed, but that was all we did: sleep. Even in my skimpiest, laciest cami and undies, I never let him do more than kiss me and feel me up. And even just that tiny bit of intimacy had scared the hell out of me. I had felt so out of control. It just felt wrong.
But with Bruin, it was a totally different story. He made me feel amazing. Free.
“Fuck me again,” I murmured, turning to glance back at Bruin over my shoulder. He was standing over me, his long, hard cock standing erect and ready. He had the stamina of multiple men, I could have sworn. “I don’t want you to stop until I can’t even stand up again.”
He bent over and took my face in his hands, gently kissing me at first, then harder. His hand slid down to caress my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers as I moaned into his mouth. God, it felt so good. Every tiny touch he gave me set me on fire. I didn’t know how he managed it. If someone had told me he had electricity in his fingertips, I would have nearly believed them. He broke away and stood up, then snapped his fingers.
“Get up, sweetheart. Time for a venue change,” he said, smiling darkly. There was a mischievous glint in those gorgeous blue eyes that made my heart skip a beat, stumbling to keep up with itself. He had something crazy in mind, I was sure.
I obeyed him dutifully, heaving my exhausted body off the bed to stand before him. He looked me up and down, raking over my with a hungry gaze. I almost felt like I was a vulnerable little creature standing in front of a ravenous wolf who was barely restraining the urge to devour me. Bruin wanted me. He wanted me badly. And that turned me on more than anything else. That a sexy, powerful, dominant man like him could desire someone like me. He saw a different side of me. In my line of work, I had to be assertive, self-confident. Even a little demanding sometimes. But with Bruin, all that bravado melted away. I was submissive, begging for more instructions to obey. I wanted nothing more than to please him and do what he wanted.
If it had been any other man making me feel that way, I would have resented it. Even feared it. But I trusted Bruin with every fiber of my being. I knew he would never hurt me. In fact, he did the opposite of hurting me. He made me feel like a goddess. Like I was treasured. Like he worshipped my body with every touch.
“Tell me what you want,” I murmured, looking up at him adoringly. He smiled.
Bruin hoisted me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. His hard cock slid against my dripping folds, brushing my overly sensitive clit and making me gasp with unexpected pleasure. He rocked his hips slowly, tantalizingly. His shaft rubbed back and forth along my slit as I tilted my head back, my eyes rolling toward the ceiling. It was almost too much, and he wasn’t even inside me.
He carried me out of the bedroom, both of us stark naked. For a moment I felt terrified that one of the many crew members would see us. Where the hell was Bruin taking me? He carried me down the hall and to the stairs, taking me up to the next deck. I could hear the rustling and low conversation of crew members somewhere, and I clung to Bruin anxiously, my eyes wide. What was his plan here?
“What if someone sees us?” I asked fearfully.
Bruin grinned. “That’s part of the thrill, baby. Maybe they’ll catch us, maybe they won’t.”
