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His cock is still in me and when I slide a little to the side it rolls out of me, and I moan a little at the exit. It makes me tremble. After that last workout with David, surely I thought my body could calm down, but I'm pouting. Pouting because now I want him back in me. Right now though I just want to curl up against him, but I can't help but look at his face while he's unguarded and asleep. I feel a yawn of all things coming on so I start to pull away from him for just a second and he pulls me back against him. I feel dumb—yawns are basically silent but, like, I didn't want to disturb him. And then he pulls me against him and I fucking melt. Like, he's asleep and his reaction is to pull me against him. David doesn't strike me as the always-a-cuddler type. Maybe this is my ego but I think he knows it's me. I can't help but do something silly, and I lean forward and kiss his cheek.
"Christina," he whispers my name. I can tell he's tired, too, but that was my name he justsaid.
My heart flutters for a moment and I curl back up against him. I decide to catch some more sleep because I need my energy for how I'm going to fuck him when he and I both wake up. We need our rest because I'm going to give my stepson the ride of hislife.
"Let's get your sticky ass into the shower."
I wake to a playful David squeezing myass.
"No funny business, sir, I'm all about being clean and pure," I offer back with a stretch. Really though, I want to get him back in this bed and I want to ride him. He's been all in charge and I'm sure that's what he's used to. I'm not complaining. But I want to get on top of him and make him come hard because of how he fucked me. I gotta return the favor. This man drains all the cum out of me like he's trying to commit death by orgasm. I laugh at the thought.
"I thought you said no funny business?" David says. "What're you laughing at, Christina?"
When he says my name, my face heats, thinking about how he said it while he was sleeping. "Oh, just thinking about how you're trying to murder me with orgasms. I figure I'd return the favor," I say and watch him raise an eyebrow at that. "After the shower. Gotta get clean before we get dirty."
"I think I like the sound of that," David says, wrapping his hand around mine and leading me to the shower. His hand feels good in mine. Even this simple little act, after how he cuddled me to him and said my name in his sleep, has my head spinning. Whirling full of possibilities.
I think showering is going to be more difficult than I thought. Now that I consider that I'm looking at his wet naked body and thinking about all the things that I want to do to him. A body like his is made for everything naughty. We step under the water and I'm struggling to think about things like washing my hair when I'm thinking about how I wanna drop to my knees and suck his cock. For a moment I think maybe he can wash my hair and I can focus on sucking his cock, but I push away the thought. Down girl, I tell my lady parts. First, we bathe. Then we get filthy.
I remember my earlier plans to tease him while I lather up my hair. I turn away from him both to step away from the water while I wash my hair and to not look at him so that I can focus. I don't think I can stand the idea of both riding his cock and teasing him. I become a big ol' softie with a rock hard cock inside of me, who would've thoughtit?
David leans forward to grab a bottle and his cock brushes against my ass. Oh, that so wasn't a coincidence or an accident. I bite my lip and resist the urge to wiggle my ass on his cock. His hand slips down and just about touches my pussy and then he grabs somethingelse.
Here I am thinking about not teasing him, and he's doing exactly that. Still, I'm fucking loving it. I'm not raising the stakes here; I'm looking to return the favor. No one has ever made my body feel the things that his body has done to mine. If there is a book on how to please Christina, then David wrote it. Fuck, my whole body feels less tense than it ever has in my life. I step back to rinse my hair and he's already got the shower head angled for me and his fingers are running through my hair. How very helpful. See? Not the man that needs teasing. He deserves to be pleased. I'm going to ride his cock until I have to bow out from exhaustion. We soap up and wordlessly wash ourselves, but something passes between us. It's more than just knowing we're about to fuck. The current of electricity between us is definitely one of lust because of that, but something more is in the air and I don't know quite what. I remember what David said about me trying to escape and I think to myself, no, I'm not hiding out here. I'm not ordering him around. I just feel...found when I'm withhim.
When we step out of the shower, the cold air gives me instant chills. David hands me a towel, and I watch him dry off and then wrap the towel around his waist. How can such a sexy man be this up close and personal with me right now? I want to tear off that towel and lick every inch of his body. In fact, it doesn't sound like such a bad idea. I reach out and pull his towel off, letting my own drop to the floor. I wrap my hand around his cock and start to stroke him in my fist. He's rock hard and giving me a grin that has me instantly sticky with arousal between my thighs. Fuck, how can a smile make my pussy so wet? That smile is a great ride and an amazing sight. Licking my lips, I watch his eyes follow my tongue. I part my lips slightly and watch that look of anticipation play out on his ruggedly handsome features.
David pulls my hand off his cock and picks me up. I yelp and wrap my legs around him. He carries me back to the bedroom and back to the bed. He sits me on the edge of the bed and I reach out for his cock. Stroking the shaft, I put just the head in my mouth and suck, looking at him when my wet mouth closes over his cock. I watch for how he reacts as I slide him deeper into my mouth until I'm taking all of him. I bob my head back and forth, sucking his cock fast. His hands gather up my hair into a ponytail handle and he presses my head in time with how I'm sucking him. I know how he likes to fuck my face, so I start to work him faster and bring my hands to cup his balls. His breathing goes ragged and I feel his hands squeeze around my hair more as he starts to pump my head over his cock more. I love when he takes charge. I like that David doesn't think I'm fragile. He fucks me like I'm unbreakable and when I'm with him, that's exactly how I feel. I want him to come, but he has other ideas. I feel his balls loading up and how steel hard his rod gets in my mouth, but he pulls his cock out of my mouth and releases myhair.
I start to regain my normal breathing rhythm, my heart racing.
"Not so fast, I was promised a ride," David explains.
I point to the headboard and he goes and sits against it. I climb aboard and slide down on his dick, slowly, watching his face as I take every inch of hiscock.
"You like that monster in your pussy, don't you Christina?"
I suck in my lips and nod, starting to ridehim.
His hands wrap around my hips. "Your tight pussy wraps around me so good," David groans.
"I thought that pussy was yours, David," I say, biting my lip and bouncing on his cock hard and fast as I can. I feel the pressure building in me, that sharp, tingling sensation of his huge cock smacking up so deep in me, to the hilt. I'm moaning loudly before he can answer. I could barely groan that sentenceout.
"That is my pussy," David says, his hands reaching down and cupping my ass. I'm already bouncing hard on him and his hands trail back up to my hips and start slamming me down on him, hard.
I'm screaming. He's fucking me hard. Deep. I work my hips, rolling against him and making sure he fucks just right and deep into me that I'm shaking around him. I put my palms flat against the wall and I balance myself to keep up with how hard he's pounding me. I squeeze my inner walls around him and pull his hands up to grab my breasts. He is getting a ride, no matter how good him slamming into me feels. I'm taking charge of this before I come. I feel how rock hard and close to coming he is, and I want to make sure that I ride him there. I slow the pace and drop myself up and down his cock almost completely emptying my pussy before I drive down for him to fill me up. I see the sweat on both our bodies and now we are both so, so close. I bite my lip and work up the speed, driving us both to the edge of insane. "Fill this pussy up with cum and show me how much you own it," I moan. I pull his hands off my breasts and hold them up against the wall. I shove my tits in his face and his tongue is all over them and I'm fucking falling apart all aroundhim.
"Fuck, Christina, you are too goddamn hot. I'm gonna fill your pussy up with so much cum," David groans and bites my nipple. We both ride a wave, his cock spurting a huge load of cum inside me and my pussy milking it out while I gush out my own cum. We're so wet with cum it's like we never dried off. I pull my legs tighter against him and hold him in, savoring every last inch of his cock as I'm shaking on top of him. I'm squeezing his hands so tightly it almost hurts and I release when I start to feel the waves subside. His hands pull me closer to him and his face is on my neck in the spot where he always goes. I think I want a tattoo there. It isn't just my pussy, my ass, my mouth that's his. I want that part of me claimed, too, where I can see when I look in the mirror. When he isn't there, I want to see him there. I wrap my arms around him. He slides his cock out of me and I groan with his exit, shaking aroundhim.
"We may need to shower again," David laughs.
"I just need to brush my hair. I think I want all of your cum all over me and in me all day," I say, and I know how filthy it sounds. But I mean it. I want him to come all over me. "Next time, you're coming on my tits and I'm licking it off. I love the way you taste," I tell him since we're playing dirty confessions.
"Fuck, Christina," David grabs me and kisses me roughly, biting my lips and holding my face to his so our foreheads are pressing together. "You keep talking like that and we're going to start all over again, and we need to get your hair brushed and get something to eat before we both die from all these calories we burned."
I laugh. I hear how he's joking when he talks about calories—no doubt he watches his figure, but that was definitely a funny thing for most alpha males I’ve ever known to say—but I like knowing I can turn him on as much as he turns meon.
David orders room service and we have breakfast — and he tells me that he has to go, which is good, because at about the same time, I get a text from Thomas with my next client’s details. He tells me that we need to talk. A sinking feeling for a moment makes me think maybe something didn’t go well with Carl, but I realize that can’t betrue.
