Page 94 of Cocky Caveman


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“Yes, sir.”

“If you keep talking like that, I am never making it to Alaska.” His hips react to my strokes, pulsing into my hand while I feather kisses up his spine. My other hand gets busy, circling his chest until I find his hard nipple, pinching and plucking it until he is roaring and cursing his need to be inside me.

I tease him a little longer, licking my palm then stroking him slower and more deliberate, his lower body thrusting, his back muscles bunching and releasing while his words tell me how close he is to orgasm. His hands are white-knuckled as he clenches them into fists against the polished piano. His breaths are laboring.

I release my grip, feeling his hard cock bounce against his abdomen, knowing he is so close to coating the side of the piano with his cum.

Tucker spins around, one hand reaching for me, crushing me against his side. His free hand finds my breast lifting it to his mouth, his teeth grazing my hard nipple, forcing me to cry out when he bites down a little too hard—my punishment for being a tease.

“Spread your legs.” His mouth collides with mine, smothering my pleasure as multiple fingers find their way inside my saturated pussy, pumping until I can’t take it anymore.

My orgasm rips from me on a half-scream, half-moan, as I come unashamedly all over his hand while he holds me tight until I can feel my legs again.

He spins me again until my back is against his chest, one arm braced underneath my breasts, his tongue sucking on my earlobe while Big A tunnels between my legs, rubbing against the outside of my sensitive swollen lips. “Two can play at your game,” he murmurs sexily against my ear, his cock still moving between my legs, driving me crazy.

My answer is to bend forward, clenching my thighs tightly, beckoning him to slip inside me.

“Jesus, woman, what a sight you make, all wanton and ready for me. I won that round.”

Oh really.

My competitive nature takes over, stepping forward so I can turn back around, grip Big A in both hands, stroking him between our bodies until Tucker is gritting his teeth.

He groans as though in pain, then his hand stops me, pre-cum glistening at the head. Tucker’s eyes shut, his jaw tightens as he works to get himself back in control.

“Something wrong, Royal? Or am I good at the game too?” I say innocently.

His eyes flutter open, a wicked smile on his face. “Are you ready to roll a condom on me?”

In answer, I lean forward, taking one of the packets off the top of the baby grand, tearing the wrapper off, rolling the condom on like I’ve done it a million times.

“Turn around, elbows on the baby grand, legs spread, and let me make good use of this soundproof room.” I do as he requests.

Tucker’s back in control. “Last chance to call it quits.” He’s giving me an out, but all I want is in.

I look over my shoulder at him. “Please, Tucker…”

His grin is pure filth.

“Face the piano and hold on and use your safe word if it becomes painful.” He bites down on my shoulder, moving his erection back and forth through my slick folds.

Shivers of heightened anticipation shake my body. I am that turned on. My back instinctively bows, so my arse curves higher into the air, pushing back against the head of Big A.

“Christ woman, you are ready, but I have to go slow. Tell me if I am hurting you.”

I can’t help gasping loudly when he first penetrates my tight walls, but it is a mix of pain and pleasure because of his sheer size.

“Sorry, babe, do you want me to go slower?”

“No, the powers above would not have handed down the DNA formula for a monster-manhood if they didn’t think it could fit successfully.”

Tucker chuckles softly but keeps stretching me, thrusting a little faster, then sliding nearly out and repeating.

“God, that feels good.” I drop my head, my forehead resting on my arms, angling my arse higher. I feel a mix of pain and pleasure because of his sheer size, but pleasure is winning.

Tucker feeds more of his cock inside me, and we both make erotic sounds. Inch by inch, my pussy walls accommodate Big A.

Every time he slides out and then back in, we loudly voice how good it makes us feel.

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