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Changing positions, he goes behind me and, grabbing his cock with one hand, nudges the tip between my pussy lips as he rubs it up and down. He presses into me, sliding slowly inside my pussy, as I bite down hard on my lip.
Grabbing me by the hips with his wide hands, he pulls me, easing himself into my drenched pussy. He slaps my ass hard enough to leave a red mark over the spot where his palm landed and, as if taken over by frenzy, he starts thrusting wildly inside me, his erratic and jerky movements discharging bolts of lightning and pleasure all over my body.
“Harder!” I scream, my voice sounding raspy and high pitched, its tone nothing more than wild abandonment.
He takes note of my instructions and, in an instant, my screaming is completely out of control as his thrusts grow stronger and vicious, his thighs hitting my ass cheeks over and over again, the sound of flesh on flesh making him keep that vicious tempo. I just want to let myself explode with the intensity of a raging wilfire.
My shouts become cries of pleasure - high and low, high and low. I feel my whole body shake as the delicious clench of a hard hitting orgasm starts to grow inside me. I grab and pull at the sheets, my hands curled into fists, and rock my hips back and forth violently, his unrelenting cock sliding in and out of me.
He goes as fast and as hard as he can until my screaming makes my throat go sore. Even so, I let out a harsh moan that makes my skin prickle, my body convulsing as an out-of-control climax is taking hold of my body.
The sound of my moaning drives sparks of electricity down my entire body, and I feel a pleasant tightness taking hold of his body. His cock jerks deep inside me and, grabbing me by the hips, so hard that it feels like he can’t control himself, he joins me in absolute paradise.
He closes his eyes as his cock explodes inside of me, his cum filling my pussy and dripping down onto the sheets. He breathes out, long and hard, as if he’s breathing out all the tension that had accumulated in his body.
He rolls to the side, allowing his body to rest right next to mine. I’m breathing hard too, as if I’ve run a marathon – not that he is in a much better condition, mind you.
Judging by the way he’s breathing, I’d say he ran the same marathon I did. God, my lungs are working hard, my heart working overtime, all of my muscles feeling sore from the effort.
I close my eyes for a second, just so I can catch my breath. Then I roll to the side and just look at him.
He has his eyes closed, just like I had, and there’s an expression of pure delight on his face. My eyes are drawn to the smile on his lips, and I feel my heart tightening inside my chest.
God, what’s happening to me?
Chapter 14
Blake
“What’s that look?” Katherine asks as she turns to me.
“What look?”
We've barely moved after this latest romp, and I’m slowly beginning to catch my breath. I should feel spent. But oddly, I seem to still be full of life –in more ways than one.
“You’ve got that Cheshire cat smile,” she says. “You know, the one that says you’re just too pleased with yourself. Either that or you've won an obscene amount of money in the last thirty minutes. Which is it?”
I laugh, because she’s caught me. Iampleased with myself. Being with her makes me feel good, but I’m not about to tell her what I’m feeling.
Instead I look out the window and say, “Nothing. Really, it’s nothing.”
It’s easier for me to act like what just happened between us is no big deal. My typical M.O. is to have sex, lay next to the woman for exactly one minute and fifteen seconds (which I am very good at counting silently to myself), and then make my excuses and leave.
But both times with Katherine, last night, and just now, I’m not preparing my exit remarks and surprise, surprise, I’m in no hurry to get out her apartment. I’m want to show her what I brought.
“Whatever you say,” she interrupts my thoughts, “I’m not going to hold it against you. But admit it, you were thinking of something. Was it about your next appointment…after me that is?”
It’s obvious my lack of communication is making her have second thoughts about how utterly sexy and desirable she is, and that’s not what I intended. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with her and I need to stomp on this line of questioning quick.
“If you must know,” I say, trying to sound nonchalant, “I’m smiling because of you.”
There, I did it. Feelings out in the open, like a pair of perfectly ripped jeans on display in the main window at Saks Fifth Avenue.
“Me?” she asks in a way that’s devoid of any pretention, and then she reaches over and gives me a soft kiss.
“Hmm…” The woman’s got me purring, for fuck’s sakes.
I am what’s typically known as a romantic dilettante and a serial dater, but this woman has got me by the balls.
