breathless.
“Yes, princess?” He slid his cock up and down her dripping
pussy.
“Please.” Pleading deep-blue eyes pinned him as he took a
slow inhalation. “Fuck me!”
A swivel of his hips and his cock dove into her slick hot
cunt. He groaned loudly as the tightness engulfed him. He stilled, taking deep breaths
to strengthen his resolve.
Anna Beth whimpered in protest, patting his ass. She wanted
more. He withdrew, only to plunge deeper.
“Yes, fuck me, fuck me!” she rasped out, cheering him on.
Letting go, he proceeded to pound into her, hard and deep. A
loud knocking sounded, the headboard banging into the wall on each deep thrust.
Her palms pressed flat against the wood to keep him from ramming her head into
the goddamn thing.
Her eyes locked on him. She took every hard inch of him,
raising her thighs for him to drive deeper still.
“God…damn! You’re…so…fucking…hard!” Her words led into a
deep groan, vibrating her body. She threw her head back against the pillow,
releasing a long choked scream that echoed through the room. Her pussy
convulsed around his straining hard cock, milking him with strong, rhythmic
pulsations. He stilled, absorbing the sensations as she came.
His balls were so fucking tight and hard. Grunting loudly,
he rammed into her, driving balls-deep. Once, twice, and—
He exploded, thrusting deep and holding as cum erupted from
his cock in long, exhilarating pulses.
The waves of his orgasm eased. He pulled out of her, falling
to his back beside her. Lying there not from exhaustion, but to bask in post-orgasmic
euphoria.
“Wow,” she uttered. The one-syllable word, the most
fantastic compliment. He turned to see her looking at him all awestruck. Shit!
“What?” he asked, hoping she wasn’t going to get all
emotional and ruin a perfectly fan-fuckin-tastic moment.
“Just, wow.” Closing her eyes, a satisfied smile painted
across her face.
Phillip drew in deep breaths, his heart rate slowly
returning to a calmer rhythm.
“God, I so fucking needed that.” With that said she swung
her feet to the floor, pausing to get her balance before she headed for the
bathroom.
Phillip didn’t want to move. Walking back into the bedroom,
she smiled at him, running her fingers through her tangled sweat-dampened hair.
He started to stand.
“No! Don’t get up. I can let myself out,” she assured him.
“You don’t have to run off.” Though the words came out of
his own mouth, they still caught him by surprise.
“Yes, actually I do.” Her satisfied smile boosted his ego
even further. “What time are we meeting with Ernest tomorrow?” Her question was
unexpected, as he lay there with a flagging cock dripping with their cum.
“Nine in the morning.” He sat up against the headboard.
“I’ll meet you in the lobby.” Reaching the door, she turned,
still completely naked. “Better make it eight thirty. It’s a really tall
building. And don’t be late,” she added with a wicked smile.
He barked out a laugh, shaking his head. He listened to her
laughing as she descended the stairs.
Wow! Yeah, that summed it up just fine.
About Christi Ann
Christi Ann lives in Louisiana. She's a quintessential
smartass, avoids Wal-Mart like the plague, likes internet porn (way more than
she should) and is addicted to body lotion. Seriously.
She writes about what excites her—explicit, hot,
boundary-pushing sex. Let her know if it excites you too.
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