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“F-f-fuuuck.” Holt’s brows pinched with pleasured anguish. “Oh fuck—It’s—I’m already—”
I pounded into him even faster as my thrusts grew jerky, my lower back tightening. As Holt began to shake, I saw his cock flex up off his hip under the soaked panties, before milky fluid began to seep through the fabric.
“Oh… f-fuck.” Holt strained, his trapped limbs shaking in the cage of my arms. He was gasping for breath, his lean stomach muscles dancing as his cock pumped cum into the thong until it seeped from under the thin waistband.
The sight of it made my sac bunch up tight, my dick growing even stiffer as it shuttled inside him. A helpless groan left me as all my limbs went simultaneously loose and tight, trembling wildly, pleasure racing up my spine and making my scalp tingle.
“T-Taylor,” Holt whimpered, panting as his orgasm eased. But the moment mine hit, it set him off again.
He cried out, head grinding back into the bed as I sank my cock as deep as possible and groaned loudly, eyes squeezing shut. His ass was clenching around my spurting cock, milking it until I was weak and boneless. I released his arms and legs and fell forward, shuddering as I panted into his neck. Holt’s legs wrapped around me, heels pushing on my ass to keep me buried deep.
The moment the last of the tension fled my body, he tugged my head up to plunge his tongue into my mouth with a sated moan. The kiss was languid, both of us still drunk on the shared pleasure but unwilling to give it up just yet. I pushed my cock deep again just to feel him clench around it, savouring the little whimper that vibrated against my tongue.
“Taylor,” Holt eventually mumbled against my mouth between kisses, prompting me to lean back just in case he was getting uncomfortable. He mewled in protest when I carefully slid my softening dick free, and as I glanced down I realised his cock was still half-hard. God, what I wouldn’t give for zero refractory period.
“Do you need to come again, baby?” I murmured, sliding back onto my knees on the floor. That foreign sense of jubilant power was renewed as I took him in—a shivering, fucked-out mess on the bed. I’d done that. I could make this beautiful creature feel like this.
I wanted to make him feel like this all the time. For as long as he’d let me.
“I don’t know,” Holt whimpered, squirming, heels once again propped on the edge of the bed, his toes curling. “Y-you make me feel so—I just—Taylor.”
Peeling the soaked thong down until it was stretched taut beneath his ass, I sucked him into my mouth. His cock pulsed against my tongue, rapidly stiffening back up as Holt choked on a breath and shuddered hard.
“G-god, it’s so s-sensitive, but…” A hand burrowed into my hair, keeping my head close. “I need… Make me come again, Taylor. Please. Please m-make me… make me come.”
The taste of his cum was already on my tongue from his previous orgasm, spurring me on. Inhibitions completely gone, I slurped noisily on his cock, determined to make him come again. When I took a quick breath and lodged it into my throat, swallowing around it, Holt cried out, his quaking knees falling open wider.
Pulling back, I sucked on the head, then began bobbing over his length, moaning greedily around him. Holt kept tensing with strained groans, like it was almost too much, but soon he was thrusting up into my mouth, tightening his grip on my hair.
“F-fuck yes, that’s it,” he panted, starting to shake. “That’s it. Like that, like that. Don’t stop. Don’t—Ahh, shit.” He cried out through clenched teeth, shoulders lifting off the mattress as he palmed my head in both hands so he could hold it steady to pump his cum into my mouth.
I moaned, sucking and swallowing every spurt that hit my throat. The moment he stopped coming, he began shuddering hard with overstimulation, so I slid my mouth off his cock and pressed a soft kiss to his hip.
Holt sagged into the bed, breathing hard, his legs dropping to set his feet on the floor. His thigh muscles kept twitching under my cheek as I rested there, trying to catch my breath as well. After pressing a final kiss to his inner thigh, I sat back to gently peel the thong down his trembling legs and discard it.
“Maybe you’re not human,” he eventually said, his voice hoarse and still a little breathless. He lifted his head to peer down at me. “Maybe you’re some kind of incognito super incubus. You’d tell me, right?”
I chuckled, climbing up onto the bed to lie down beside him. “Just plain old human. Promise.”
“You are definitely not just a plain old human.” Holt rolled onto his side to face me, slinging his leg over mine. “You’re a perfect human, if there is such a thing. You’re amazing.”
I huffed in amusement. “I am not.”
“Yes, you are, Taylor.” Holt lifted himself onto an elbow, and his face was uncharacteristically serious as he looked down at me. “You’re amazing. I…”
He trailed off, tongue darting over his lips, then bent down to give me an achingly soft kiss.
“Just trust me,” he murmured against my mouth as my heart thumped unsteadily, breath catching in my throat. “You’re perfect for me, Taylor Hough.”
Chapter Thirty-Six
An Offer Taylor Can’t Refuse
Nothing, literally nothing, could pierce the bubble of happiness I was floating around in.
Not even Tim from HR loudly informing us all that he was now weighing his carton of almond milk every morning after using it in his coffee. He’d brought in digital scales especially.
Not even Mindy from Marketing constantly asking for my opinion on the new corporate brochure, or Chase trying to engage me in conversations about synergising with the Sales team to boost our PR strategy.
