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“You like it? You okay?”
“I’m wonderful.”
“You ready for more?”
“Yes.”
He picked up speed, moving faster and harder. My legs opened wider, anxious to feel more of him. I’d thought the first time would be painful and awkward. Instead, I was gearing up for another orgasm, my body surrendering to the sensations starting to overwhelm me. I’d had no idea intercourse would be this powerful, or all-encompassing. Unless it was the man who made it feel like that.
Either way, the feeling of him gliding in and out was heavenly, and when he reached down to cup my ass and raise it up higher, my world splintered. Shockwaves of pleasure rocketed through me with such force I screamed his name, my nails digging into his biceps. He growled and moved faster, finally letting out a roar as he jerked inside of me.
I’d never felt like this before. Breathless and satisfied and sexy. No one had ever made me feel beautiful. Not my friends, not any guys I’d ever met, not even Aunt Meg. It didn’t matter that this was just sex. One of the biggest rockstars in the world wanted me. Whether I could have him for five hours or five days, I loved every second of this.
* * *
We did it three times before I dozed off, my body completely wrecked by the things he’d done. After the first time, he’d positioned me on my hands and knees and come at me from behind. That had been a different sensation, different pressure, and I’d come again. Round number three had been with me on top and that had been so intense I’d come almost immediately.
He was huge. I didn’t have to be experienced to know he was bigger than other guys. I occasionally watched porn, heard stories from my friends, and had done some innocent groping on a handful of dates. None of them had a penis like Zeke’s. No wonder his nickname was Big Z. I was sore, but in the most delicious way possible, and hoped we would do it at least once more before he left for Chicago and I headed home. He’d created a monster, and it was odd to think in a few hours I might never see him again.
I was nothing if not realistic, though, so I curled into his arms as I tried to sleep. It wasn’t easy, with someone so gorgeous in bed with me. How many women had been in my exact position, wondering if the rockstar with the big hands and even bigger… music, would call. Text. Want to see her again. I couldn’t be the only one. Part of me wanted to be sad, but I also wanted to enjoy the time I had with him.
Tomorrow, I had to go back to caring for Aunt Meg and figuring out what the hell I was going to do about my final project.
Ugh. I really didn’t want to think about that tonight.
“Why aren’t you asleep?” he rumbled in a raspy, sleep-addled voice.
“I don’t know,” I admitted.
Before I knew what was happening, he’d flipped me onto my back and was on top of me. “You want more, my sweet Sunshine?”
I giggled. “Maybe.”
“I’ve created a nympho,” he said, pretending to be annoyed. “What am I going to do with you?”
“I’m pretty sure you know the answer to that question.” I ran my hands down his warm, chiseled back. He was already hard, his cock resting against my thighs as he lowered his head to kiss me. I felt him sliding through my slickness, pushing inside of me.
“Zeke! Condom!” Even in my haze of lust, I realized he was bare.
“Shit.” He immediately pulled out, rolled over and grabbed a condom. He sheathed himself and then was inside me again, both of us moaning from the pleasure. It felt so good, even though my nether regions were sore. The pleasure far outweighed the slight ache, and I arched my hips, taking him deeper.
“You learn fast,” he murmured against my mouth, pumping harder into me.
Our bodies moved together easily, everything we’d done the last few hours already second nature. When his lips captured mine, our tongues engaging in a passionate dance, flames all but burst inside of me. I didn’t know what I needed, but I had to have it.
“Zeke…” I panted, unsure how to ask for what I wanted. “More… please!”
“God damn, baby. Your pussy was made for my cock.” He rocked back, winding up on his haunches. He slid a pillow under my ass, pushing my knees back to my shoulders and then glided into me in one long, firm thrust. My eyes rolled back in my head, the pressure was that intense.
“Oh, fuck.”
“That’s right. Take it all. Every goddamn inch.” He thrust in hard, so deep I wasn’t sure I could take more. And yet, I took it all. He went at me repeatedly, heatedly, until we were a sweaty, grunting tangle of limbs and tongues. When my orgasm shot out of me, I felt a rush of liquid, as if I’d peed myself, and while I didn’t understand it, Zeke groaned and threw back his head.
“Fuuuck!”
For what seemed like an eternity, neither of us moved. Finally, he pulled out and collapsed next to me.
“Bet you didn’t know you were a squirter.”
