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Taking my hips into a similar position to when he’d done me doggy style, Stig fucked me one more time. He was careful to ease me into it, clearly a man who knew his own strength.
“Harder,” I prompted.
He took me at my word, gradually increasing in intensity, checking in with me each time he went up another notch.
He continued building up until he was slamming me against the wall.
“I’m going to cum,” he growled, at the same time as I felt his cock throbbing and pulsing inside me.
He tried to pull out, but a little bit of his cum shot inside me. I had to admit it was hot, to feel an improbable torrent of his thick, hot cum warming me to the core.
My legs gave out, and I started sliding down. Feeling it happen, I braced for impact, but it was one that never came. As if he was my hero, Stig scooped me up, holding me close as he walked us to the bathroom.
Using more bath products than I knew I had, having received them as Christmas gifts over the past several years, Stig ran me a bath. Steam rose like ghosts from the foamy surface.
“Thanks so much,” I told him.
“Anything for you, my love.”
It felt so good to lower myself into the water and sink into the bubbles. My muscles relaxed to the point of feeling like cooked pasta as Stig washed me all over, starting with my face and then moving down to my feet. His fingers scrubbed my scalp as he washed my hair.
Once I was completely washed, dried, fluffed and wrapped up in my robe, Stig took me back to bed, but not before tucking a bottle of buttermilk lotion into his back pocket. Relieving me of the robe, Stig lay me down on the bed on my belly.
I felt like the luckiest woman in the world. Using the lotion, Stig gave me a full body massage that was so perfect, I fell asleep before he’d finished, certain I’d have sweet dreams alternating from wild fucking to gentle love-making… all of them starring Stig and me.
Chapter Ten – Stig
Things with Holly had been so great that I had to ask myself whether I had been dreaming this whole time, ever since I had first met her.
But when I woke up, the light seeped in, bringing the concrete world into view in a room I didn’t recognize, in a bed I didn’t know, with Holly lying next to me, wearing nothing at all. So, I guessed it had all been real, after all.
She had scars on her body— a discovery made in the course of our intimacy. Some were older than others.
I couldn’t believe a man could be so evil as to hurt her like this. Every scar was a mark from the past that made me angry, recalling the pain that she’d been put through. I could barely think about it without wanting to go kill Keith.
My fingers traced the length of the biggest scar, softened by the buttermilk lotion. Soon, they were moving down the tender flesh of her back.
“Hey,” she said, coming back to the world.
“Good morning.”
“Indeed it is.”
I held her from behind, kissing the back of her neck in a way that made her hum like I loved.
“What were you doing?” she asked me.
“When?”
“When I woke up,” she clarified.
“Truth?”
“Always.”
“I was looking at your scars, on your back.”
She took a moment, seeming to take it in.
“Why?”
“I’m just so mad at him.”
“I know. But it’s all over.”
“You’re safe now.”
“Yes.”
We came together in a passionate kiss, our bodies taking over, urging us on into what was certain to come next. Holly took the initiative, getting me onto my back as she kissed her way down my neck. My cock was already hard and waiting for her.
Taking full advantage, she went for the gusto, licking and sucking me, incorporating my balls, using every trick she ever knew or learned. Her efforts were as effective as they were earnest.
Holly nursed my load into her hot mouth, swallowing it all down. Then she sucked me back to full hardness, so our fun didn’t have to end.
Getting her leg over me, Holly settled herself onto my cock, the shaft disappearing inside her inch by inch until, eventually, she was sitting flush against me. Her center of gravity nice and low, and with her hands on my chest, Holly rose again, caressing her tender pussy lips along the length of my cock.
After getting nearly to the top, she moved down again, nice and slow. And then, reaching the bottom once more, she kept going, working up a good, steady rhythm, slowly building in intensity, not letting up on the depth, and taking my entire cock inside her as she rode.
I didn’t tell her I was about to cum, but I was pretty sure she knew. She leapt off me so that I could spurt my cum all over her luscious body instead of inside her, although I was a bit worried that some pre-cum had gotten into her, just like I’d spilled some of my seed into her yesterday.
