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She stares at me, confused, and says, “What are you talking about?”
“You haven’t been to work in a week,” I say. “Did someone hurt you?”
Understanding crosses her face. “No, Hound,” she says. “I haven’t been to work because I miss you, and it’s too hard to be there knowing I won’t see you. Why are you here?”
I feel a flood of relief knowing that she’s not hurt. I take a breath and say, “I’m here to take you home.”
“What do you mean?” she asks, “I am home.”
“I’m taking you to Diablo Ridge,” I say, “I want you to quit stripping.”
“Quit stripping?” she repeats, blinking as she tries to process what I’m saying.
“I want you to move in with me,” I say, “I want you to be mine. From now on, you belong to me. I want to be the only one who gets to see your body. Nobody else gets to see you naked. Nobody but me.”
She stares at me for a moment. Then she throws her arms around me and kisses me hard. She pulls away only long enough to say, “Yes. Yes, Hound. I love you.”
“I love you too,” I say just before her lips close over mine again.
CHAPTER TEN
Sapphire
“Oh, Jesus, fuck me, Adrian!” I cry.
I’m on my back in my new bed, my legs wide open as Adrian’s mouth works miracles in between my legs again. It’s fucking incredible to know how much he loves eating my pussy. I don’t know that I would agree that it’s the best possible sex a girl can ever have like all the blogs say, but then again, most girls don’t get to experience sex with a man like Adrian.
One thing I can absolutely say for sure is that everything Hound does is better than anything I ever experience with anyone else. His hands are miraculous, his cock is miraculous, and right now he’s reminding me that his mouth is miraculous. The only reason I’m asking him to stop eating me out and start fucking me is that he’s made me cum four times in the past fifteen minutes, and if he makes me cum again, my legs will be too weak to contribute anything to sex, and I’ll just be laying there like a limp doll. I want sex to be good for him, but if it’s any better for me, I won’t be able to do anything for him.
He doesn’t stop, of course. It’s clear by now that one of the things he loves most about sex with me is driving me absolutely crazy with pleasure, and that’s exactly what he does.
“Daddy!” I shriek, “Oh, Daddy! God, you feel so good!”
My fifth orgasm hits and as predicted, it robs me of every ounce of strength. I flail and shudder underneath him and when he finally pulls off of me, I am gasping and moaning, my teeth chattering in my head as my body shudders uncontrollably.
The past two days have been most of the same. I arrive in Diablo Ridge, I am introduced to the other members of the Ridge Devils at the club, I ride with Adrian around Diablo Ridge so I know where everything is, and we eat breakfast this morning at a local diner Adrian loves.
Those are the only times I’m clothed. The rest of the time, I’m naked and either cumming, accepting Adrian’s cum, or both. Usually both.
I find I love sucking him off almost as much as he loves eating my pussy, and part of the reason he waits so long to fuck me I think is that I suck three loads out of him before he starts going out of me, so he probably has to recharge.
I think he’s done recharging when he pulls off of me and I see his cock is hard and thick, but he’s not ready to fuck me yet. He wants to remind me how good he is with his hands first. One hand pushes two fingers into my pussy. Those fingers curl slightly and begin stroking fast and hard over my g-spot, causing my orgasm to rocket right back to the peak and stiffening my body completely. His other hand fans my clit, causing my orgasm to reach some impossible height that I can’t even begin to describe to you.
“Daddy!” I shriek, “Daddy, yes! Oh my God!”
He keeps that up for—hell, I don’t know, five minutes? Ten minutes? An hour? Time doesn’t really mean anything when you’re in the middle of the most powerful, longest-lasting orgasm of your life.
“Oh God, Adrian,” I moan through shuddering breaths during one of the rare moments I can form coherent speech, “I love you.”
“I love you too, Sapphire,” he says.
Then he proves he loves me by finally giving me the cock I’ve been begging for.
“Daddy!” I shriek when he opens me up, “God, yes!”
My entire body seems to open and close around him, not just my pussy. I hear some people describe sex from the girl’s perspective by saying they open like a flower. The obvious reference is to the way a vagina kind of looks like certain types of flowers when girl’s open their legs for a man, but I find a new way to use that analogy now. It feels like my body opens wide, then squeezes shut with each pulse of my orgasm, like a flower unfurling and folding its petals over and over and over.
My thighs smack shut against his hips and my hands grip his shoulders until my knuckles turn white. He keeps thrusting, and I keep cumming, and when he finally cries out and empties himself inside my pussy, I am still cumming hard.
