woman to orgasm, again and again until the only thought she could form in her head was my name.
No. She would call me Marc, not Alexander, and Marc wasn’t my name. But I wasn’t going to let reality intrude into this moment. This was my stolen interlude and damn it, it was going to stay that way. It was precisely because I didn’t want any reminder of my life that I’d switched off my phone. Even though an operation that I’d spent months planning was in progress as the same time I made her body wriggle in pleasure.
She pushed her lower body into my face and wrapped her legs around my head. I smothered a grin. Demanding little chit. I would have loved to tie her up to each corner of my bed and have my way with her. She wouldn’t have been able to shy away then. Surrendering to the pleasure would be her only way forward.
I put my hands on her thighs, smacking them lightly. She jumped a little, half-groaning, half-laughing. “Warn me if you are going to spank me?” she said.
The spanking had been instinctive. I was glad she was laughing, not running away screaming.
I refocused on her body. I pushed two fingers deep into her wet pussy and another finger teased at her tight asshole. Her groan around my cock was sweet reward. “Do you want this?” I asked her as my finger sank into that hole, knuckle deep.
“Mmm,” she moaned. Her tongue swirled around the head of my cock and she increased the suction of her lips.
I pumped my fingers in and out of her slickness, keeping my tongue flickering against her clitoris. She ground her hips into me. I could sense she was close, so close to the edge and I wanted her to fall over. I sucked her hot bundle of nerves between my teeth, nipping slightly.
That was it. Her muscles quivered around my fingers, clenching at them, milking them. Talented as her mouth was, right now my cock was demanding to know why it wasn’t in her tight little cunt, feeling her climax ripple through her body. I had no answer. I just licked and sucked and dragged out that moment as she slowly came off her peak.
I couldn’t wait anymore. I had a condom in my wallet, more for precaution than anything else. I found it, tore the packet open and thrust into her.
If I’d thought even for one second that she would have been be shy or bashful, I would have been wrong. She wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me closer. “Yes,” she moaned, throwing her head back. “Fuck me.”
I was happy to comply. My lips ground into hers as I claimed her body, pounding deep and hard and fast into her hot, tight cunt. She hissed and arched herself into me, urging me on. Her nails clawed down my back, my teeth bit into her shoulder. My fingers pinched those cherry-red nipples and she screamed her pleasure.
She was spectacular . I slowed my pace slightly and did multiplication tables in my head so I could last longer. Each slide of my cock through her tunnel felt like heaven.
She growled at me. She actually growled. I chuckled at her little flash of temper. “You don’t set the pace here, bright star,” I told her. I lifted her wrists over her head, holding them in place with my hand, angling my body so I raked her clitoris with each thrust. “I do.”
In response, she clenched the muscles of her pussy around my cock. “Do you?” she winked at me. “Of course.”
Tease. I covered that smirking mouth with mine, smiling at her sass. The noise of sex filled the room. The squelching of her wet pussy. Heavy breathing. Little moans of pleasure and strings of curse words. I was shuddering with each thrust, trying so hard to hold off my climax. My fingers let go of her wrists and sought out her clitoris, wanting to feel those quivers around my dick as I came. “Close,” she clenched out at me. “I’m really close.”
“Don’t hold back, Rachel,” I urged through gritted teeth, stroking her sex. I felt her start to tremble. Her thighs tensed and her cunt clamped down on my cock, and I couldn’t