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My body is still in the throes of an orgasm when he drives his dick into my pussy.
“Ah,” I cry out as he pounds up into me, slamming my soaking-wet pussy down to meet his driving hips, hitting my spot, making me come again. I fall forward, and he rubs my back in long sweeps, but I can still feel his hard-as-steel dick pulsing inside me like a python waiting to strike.
“Pull your legs up to a squat,” he says, pausing for a moment. As soon as I do, it’s like I can feel this motherfucker in my chest. “You got it, you’re in control,” he tells me, easing back, letting me take the reins. “Take your time and find what feels good to you.”
I rise up and down, pressing my hands on his abs for leverage. He feels good, but it’s too much. Then, like Goldilocks testing bowls of porridge, I move through different positions until I start to rock back and forth with my feet planted firmly on either side of him like that story, “The Rocking-Horse Winner,” which I didn’t know was about masturbation until I was in college. I find whether I glide back or forth, he hits my spots with equal intensity.
“Ohhh.” I moan on a particularly good return stroke.
“Yeah?” He grins wildly.
“Yes.” I grin, dragging the word out on the retreat. It’s like I can feel every thick ridge and vein of his dick pressed against my sensitive flesh. I’m so filled up with him. He is part of me, it seems. There is no beginning and no ending—only us. I use his dick. My nails create half-moons in his flesh, but I can’t bring myself to care that I’m marking an already scarred man.
“I’m sorry for scratching you, Thi, but I promise to fuck you good,” I tell him, popping my hips on his big-ass dick like it wronged me.
“Then ride that dick, baby. You’re doing so good. You look so beautiful fucking me.”
His praise makes me work harder to please him. I want his toes curling. “I want you to fill me up, Thi,” I tell him, adding a little swerve to my hips.
His grip on my hips tightens. He pistons up inside me with hard snaps of his hips. His fucking is brutal, making my teeth snap with the force of his possession.
“I’m going to come, come with me,” I beg, feeling the pleasure.
“That’s it. Fuck me back,” he urges, fucking me, moving his hand to cover my mound. When he touches my clit, I almost lose my rhythm, satisfaction slicing through me. This time he does snatch me to him as he takes over, thrusting up with hard, smooth strokes.
“Spit in my mouth,” he growls against my lips. I clench my teeth and comply, then lick into his mouth. He rumbles low and guttural, his dick kicking like mad, and his come paints my womb.
I must have dozedbecause when I come to, there is a steaming mug beside me. “Here.” His voice sounds rough.
“Did you just wake up?”
“Yeah, I never sleep good after I’ve been up there.” He doesn’t have to say wherethereis because I know. That house of horrors he grew up in. Then I think back to all the times he slept over at Gran’s to keep me company.
“Was it like that when you came to visit me? Were you just making me think you were getting a good night’s sleep?” I ask, distinctly remembering his tousled hair in the morning. Obviously I missed something—a lot of things. How did I never notice he’d not once took his T-shirts off in the hot Alabama sun, especially when he did yard work or fixed stuff around the house instead of having one of the workers do it? I honestly thought it was just to not make me uncomfortable or weird me out, but now I know he hid his scars all along.
“Nah, I always slept good when I stayed with you at Gran’s,” he says, looking pensively at me before gazing out to the property.
“Were you and Nat going to stay here?” I could kick myself for blurting it out. Internally cringing, I try to keep my face neutral, but who am I fooling? He knows me too well.
He turns his silver gaze on me, seeing too much. I know I sound thirsty, desperate even, but I force myself not to look away. She was a big part of his life and mine through his. I need to know where she stands with him.
“No.” He takes my chin, looking unwaveringly into my eyes. “She’s never been here, Nicolette. She’s never seen my scars, and she doesn’t know about my past. We were partners, friends, a powerhouse couple.” His gaze searches mine. “But she was never you.”
My heart stutters, then stops. Pulling him to me, I kiss him with all the love I’m still too scared to express, with all the hope that I have my best friend back and we can possibly have something real.
She was never you, sings in my head and heart as I claim his lips before peppering kisses all over his neck and chest, finding my way down his body until I take him in my mouth.
“Fuck,” he swears, arching into me. “Just like that,” he says, grabbing my curls, drawing my mouth along the length of his dick as he pumps. “So fucking good. Show me what that mouth do,” he growls as I hollow out my cheeks, going to work on his slick, steel phallus. He praises me as he drives into my throat. “Good fucking girl, such a pretty little cumslut.”
I make it messy, and he loves it, fucking me so hard, he makes me gag on it, then ruthlessly holds me there until the reflex passes. Then he’s back to stroking deep. “Open wide and take my come like a good little slut.”
I scramble to do as he says when he pulls out and pumps heavy ropes of come in my mouth and over my breasts.
Seconds later he’s dragging me over him. “Ride my face like you rode this dick earlier,” he says, making me kneel over him. He draws me down and begins to lick my plump pussy lips and swollen clit. He lashes and swirls his tongue around my little gem; it’s hard as a diamond, and he worships it like it’s just as precious to him. He sucks on it in long pulls, making me shudder. Then he dips lower, lavishing my wet hole with delicious licks, teasing his tongue inside, fucking me with it, lapping up all the wetness from it until he has me keening with pleasure, my juices raining down. Lower he goes, his tongue circling, delving into my back button.
“Oh my goodness, Thi.” I sob when he starts tongue fucking me while his fingers delve into my pussy, plundering its depths in long thorough strokes until he finds my spot. He pumps in, making sure to hit it with very pass as he tongue fucks my ass. I’m helpless, wrung out, ruined. His fingers playing in my pussy and his tongue thrusting in my bottom hole—the combination undoes me in way that I’m totally unprepared for. My body seizes as my climax bursts through me like a supernova.
I pull myself away. The aftershocks are still wracking my body.
