Having no control, I felt it all. The thickness of his cock squeezing into my opening, the length of his cock hitting my cervix, and his hands gripping my hips as he lifted me and slammed me back down onto him as he thrust upward had me spiraling into madness. Unable to catch my breath for a second, Emilio held me down as he repeatedly slammed his cock inside me. My pussy clenches around his solid hard cock throbbing inside of me. The sound of our skin slapping together and my tits bouncing around—it must have looked like a porno, but I was enjoying every damn second. Even when I came, he was relentless until he hit his climax. With one final slam of our bodies, Emilio held me down as he came inside of me. I was breathless and fell forward onto the headboard with my hands holding me up for support. Emilio laid still with his eyes closed.
Sitting up, I look down at him as he opens his eyes. Placing his hands behind his head, he looked at me as though he was admiring a piece of art while I remained seated on top of him with my hands on his chest.
“Did you enjoy yourself?”
“Yes,” I admitted.
“Was it better than what you had last night?”
My eyes widened. How did he know? Looking away, embarrassed, “How did you know?”
“Who did you think made Alfie call you?” Emilio hoisted his hip to get my attention, forcing me to look at him again.
“Do you think less of me for it?”
“Sweetheart, I’m the last person to cast the first stone.”
“Bible reference. Didn’t take you as a religious man.”
Emilio laughed. “My relationship with God is complicated.”
Thinking back to his earlier comment about another pair of eyes looking at me. I couldn’t help but ask.
“The man .. is he… okay?”
Emilio took a deep breathe, “He’s alive if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I made a stupid compulsive choice yet pretty sure half of Chicago’s women have been in your bed.”
“I’m insulted you think it’s only half,” Emilio jokingly said.
I nudge him, “The double standard isn’t fair.”
It was no surprise Emilio lived the bachelor life, but to hear him confirm it made me feel uncomfortable, which he noticed. “I’m very particular, Bethany. Just because I have different women on my arm doesn’t mean I’m sleeping with them.”
“No?”
He smirked, “Well... not all of them.”
Feeling insecure, “Do I satisfy you?”
“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?,” quickly lifting his hip then down to remind me that he was still inside me as he wanted an answer.
“I don’t mind only having you but … am I enough?”
“Guys will always get off, women don’t,” Emilio replied, “So it’s the man’s job to make sure she gets off.”
He wasn’t wrong but keeping a man’s attention wasn’t easy. I’ve heard guys talking before about the women they sleep with and which they prefer more.
“I just don’t want you to hold back.”
Unsure he trusted his instinct, he lay there for a moment. He shot out his arm toward me, grabbing my neck firmly as I was still straddling him. His cock twitched inside me. His look was menacing, which terrified me as much as it excited me. He lay there effortlessly, just gazing at me when suddenly he pulled me toward him; my hands landed on his chest for support. Our lips almost touched, and I could feel him getting hard again. This was a first for me. Feeling him growing while still inside me spiked my arousal once again.
Desperate for a kiss, Emilio just continued to tease me. The palm of his hand against my throat as his fingers almost wrapped completely around my neck remained in a tight hold. Something I never thought I’d enjoy. Attempting to make the move, quenching my thirst for our lips to touch, Emilio ensured it was impossible. His hold on my neck dictated my movement.
His eyes lit up, “I’m going to claim every inch of you.”
Rolling over, with his hand unremoved from my throat, he lay pressed onto my body. His cock was rock solid, still fully inside of me. Slowly removing it, our cum came dripping out of my core. I feel fingers entering inside of me, pushing the juices back in. His fingers steadily entered in and out of me; Emilio continued trailing kisses down my neck and onto my chest. He plops a breast into his mouth and takes a suck before biting down on my nipple.
