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“Yeah,” I whisper.
He sheaths his shaft before leaning over me, snaking a hand under my back and rolling us both so I’m on top. I land with my pussy right on top of his hard length.
“I want you to see me. See who’s fucking you,” he says, and I nod. “It’s me and you, Navy. No one else matters, not when we’re together like this.”
“I don’t know what to do.”
“It’s pretty easy.” He smirks. “Sit on my dick.”
I rest my hands on his rippling abs as we laugh. The comedic relief is exactly what I needed. When the moment passes, I lift onto my knees. He grips the base of his dick as I slowly lower onto him before he lets go and rests his hands on my calves.
From this position, I’m completely full of him, and it’s incredible, nothing like I’d imagined. Then again, I’ve been preparing myself for the worst, which never came. I have a man gazing up at me with nothing but love in his eyes to thank for that.
Tentatively, I lift before sliding back down, meeting no resistance because I’m soaked. My lips part as a lightning bolt of pleasure hits me, so I do it again, then again.
Rigger shifts, bending his legs. “Reach back and rest your hands on my knees so I can watch your tits bounce.”
Using his knees for purchase, I work up a rhythm, rolling my hips before lifting and falling back down, discovering what feels good to me and hoping it feels good to him too. I don’t wonder for long when I see Rigger’s eyes go half-lidded and watch as he swallows hard, his expression blissed out. I’m doing that.Me.
“Fuck, babe. Your pussy feels so fuckin’ good. So tight and so wet.” He reaches a hand out to tug on a nipple as I continue to move. “You like that? You like the way I feel inside you?”
“God, yes.” Sweat beads along my spine, and my thighs burn from exertion, but there’s nothing that could stop me now, especially when his hand moves between my legs and his thumb strums my clit while I ride him.
The sound of skin slapping against skin competes with the sound system still playing sultry music. I catch sight of myself in a tall mirror positioned just so and do a double take. My back is arched, and my breasts are thrust out, bouncing in time as I ride my man. The visual turns me on even more, and I get why people like this room.
“I think I’m gonna come,” I moan, seconds before I explode into a million pieces. His cock inside me as I spasm only intensifies the orgasm into something I can’t explain. It’s mind-blowing and so intense my eyes water as I ride it out, my movements erratic and no longer following any sort of pattern. Instead, I let my body chase the high however it wants.
I sit on his cock and circle my hips as I come down, enjoying each of the aftershocks.
“You’re so pretty when you come,” he coos. “Such a good girl giving me all you have. I’m so fuckin’ proud of you.”
With my chest heaving and my orgasm over, I smile at how euphoric and full of love it leaves me. I did it. I faced my demons and fucking won.
“I can’t believe how good that felt.” I push a piece of wet hair off my face.
“You did so good, babe, but I’m gonna take over now, okay?”
“Please do,” I say breathily.
“Lift up on your knees and hold yourself there.” The second I’m in position, he bucks up into me, his pubic bone slamming into my overly sensitized clit.
Oh.
When he repeats the motion, I swallow hard. I didn’t think it was possible to be turned on after two insane orgasms, but here I am, wanting him to do it again.
Holy hell, does he do it again. His hips thrust at an impossible rate as he plows into me, forcing me to lean forward and use his pecs to hold myself up. His fingers dig into my thighs as his head tilts back, his face scrunching in concentration.
My teeth rattle and my tits bounce as every muscle in his body goes rigid, the energy of it almost more than I can handle. God, does it feel glorious.
He grunts loudly, holding himself as deep inside as he can get before pulling out and doing it again. I squeeze around him, a small wave of rapture coming over me too.
“Fuck,” he drawls, low and throaty. “Do that again.”
I squeeze around him again, loving the way my pussy tingles. He keeps going until I feel him pulse and know he’s releasing into the condom. Still, I don’t freak out.
When his body goes limp and his eyes close, I fall to his side, my entire body spent and raw. We lie there for long seconds in silence before he gets up briefly to remove the condom, flinging it into the bedside trash. They thought of everything in these rooms.
Returning to lie on his side, he props his head up with one hand while the other traces along my tummy. “How are you?”
