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“Believe me, I want you to come, too… but… fuuuuck.” He turned his face away and clamped his teeth together as she began to ride him like a jockey at the Kentucky Derby.
“Mel…” he forced through his clenched teeth.
“Just let me…”
The fuck if he was stopping her, his concern was more about disappointing her. He didn’t want anything deterring her from doing this with him again. Blowing his load before she orgasmed might just do that.
Motorcycles. Meth. Mafia.
He chanted those words over and over in his head trying to distract himself.
Mel.
He needed to try something else because she was not taking this slow. She was a goddamn kangaroo hopping on his lap.
He turned his head back and opened his eyes, only to see her head thrown back and her mouth parted. A flush colored her fair skin and rose into her cheeks.
He tried to block out the noises she was making, but…
Out of desperation, he sank his teeth into the flesh around her nipple, then sucked it hard and teased the piercing with his tongue. If it was true that nipple play made her orgasm, then he’d use that to his advantage.
He kneaded one breast while sucking it and, at the same time he pinched and pulled the other nipple as hard as he could.
“Finn,” she gasped.
“You like that?” he barely managed.
“Yessss,” hissed out of her.
He did it again. Pulling one nipple as hard as he could, then twisting it while scraping his teeth over the pebbled tip of the other. He switched back and forth, giving each breast attention by sucking, pinching, plucking and biting.
The more attention he paid to her tits, the faster she rose and fell on his cock. Every time she hit bottom, she ground herself against him, driving him as deep as she could.
His attempt at a distraction might have been counter-productive.
“Mel,” he murmured in warning against the soft curve of her breast.
“Just… Just a few… hang on…”
He dug his nails deeper into the cliff as he swung precariously. But he was losing his grip.
She groaned, “I’m almost there.”
Same.
She grabbed his face and yanked him away from her chest, sucking his soul right out of him when she took his mouth. She slammed down one more time, ground her pussy hard against him and then exploded around him.
Holy fucking shit.
Her orgasm was so damn intense, he could feel every contraction, even through the condom. While that impressed him, it did not help keep his shit together one fucking bit.
Fuck it, he was raising the white flag. Abandoning the strong front he was desperately trying to cling to.
With his heart hammering a hole in his chest, he grabbed her hips, held her down, lifting his and, with a grunt from his very core, shot powerful jets of cum into the condom.
When he finally melted back into the couch, his chest and heart still pumping out of control, Mel fell across his chest, her ragged breathing sweeping over his ear.
“That,” pant, “was,” pant, “fun.”
Hold up. Fun? “It was hot as fuck.”
She straightened and their eyes met. “That, too.” She ripped her gaze away and asked, “Ready?”
For what?
Ah, the dismount.
No. “Yeah.” Circling the root of his slick cock with his fingers, he secured the condom in place as she lifted up and off him.
“Now... I need to go shower and get dressed before the girls come in for the early shift.” She climbed off the couch and moved around the room gathering her discarded outfit.
How could she recover from that orgasmic experience that easily?
He would have preferred she had stayed on his lap so they could linger in that euphoric after-glow. Hell, he could even curl up together and take a cat nap. But apparently, she had things to do.
Technically, so did he. But, unlike her, he needed to recover first.
“I… need a minute.” Or twenty.
“Take your time.” She glanced over her shoulder as she tugged her black shorts up her legs. “What about the videos? My employees will be here soon.”
Fuck the videos. He’d worry about those later. Right now he was too busy figuring out how much money he had in his account and how big of a diamond he should buy her.
He closed his eyes and shook reality back into his head.
He loved being a bachelor. He loved the variety of playing the field.
Never… Never in his fucking life had he had the urge to put a “ring on it.” Not once.
So, why now?
Ridiculous. Quite clearly he wasn’t thinking straight and, during that intense orgasm, a few brain cells were ejected along with his cum.
With a sigh and before he made the mistake of going down on bended knee, he said, “Tomorrow morning I'll pick you up at your house and we can watch some of the videos then. Will that work?”
Business. Stick to business. It was safer.
