I didn’t have tobe told twice. He worked my pussy while I moved but he didn’t let me come.Right before I climaxed, he slapped my bottom, and told me to wait, sliding outfrom under me.
“Don’t move,” heordered, and I heard the tear of foil just before he gripped my hips. “Lift.Just a little.”
I did and thenhe slid his knees between mine, guiding me onto his cock, reverse cowboy style.I dropped my head back to his shoulder with a sigh.
“Keep your handson the headboard, baby. It’ll help you ride.”
“I’m riding?”
“Yeah,beautiful. You’ve got the power. Go as hard as you want.” His hand slid betweenmy legs and his fingers pressed against my clit. “I’m gonna play here,” hisother hand moved to a breast and rolled my nipple, “and here.” He kissed theback of my neck. “You want more of something, you let me know.”
“Oh my god,” Irasped.
“Huh-uh. Trainor Nash. Not god. But you keep goin’, you’ll see Jesus. I promise.”
I grinned,raising my hips slightly, then impaling myself again while his fingers workedmy clit with one hand, and he pinched my nipples with the other.
I could barelyhold myself together with the sensations swamping me, but I forced myself tofocus because I didn’t want any of this to end. As I began to move faster andfaster, he slapped at my mound, the sting nearly bringing me to orgasm morethan once, and I let out a quiet moan as I forced myself to control myresponses to him, but when he gave my clit one sharp slap, then twisted both mynipples, I dropped my head back on his shoulder, letting out a cry as I camehard, my pussy convulsing around his dick.
He wrapped hisarms around me, guiding me gently to the bed, keeping our connection, andkissing me gently on the back of my neck as we caught our breath.
“Well, fuck meand call me Sally,” I panted out.
Train laughed.“What the hell?”
“Nothing.” Ismiled. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had. Even alone.”
“Have to say thesame.” He slid out of me gently, pulling the covers over me as he stepped offthe bed.
“You don’t haveto run away, you know.”
He smiled.“Gonna get rid of the rubber. Be right back.”
I rolled over towatch him walk into the bathroom, his glorious ass on display as he did. Jesus,the man looked like he had been carved out of marble.
He met my eyesand smiled as he walked back to the bed. “Like the view?”
I held thecovers up and patted the mattress. “Very much.”
He settled hispalms on the bed, leaning over me. “I think it’d be a good idea for me to headback to my room.”
I bit back mydisappointment and nodded. “Okay.”
“We’re gonna dothis again, yeah?”
“Hell, yeah.”
He smiled wide,kissing me quickly before dressing and sneaking out of my room.
* * *
Train
I managed to getback to my room without being noticed, but I still didn’t like sneaking aroundlike a teenager and it was something that shouldn’t happen again.
I knew it wouldbecause, fuck me, she was sexy as hell, and I seriously didn’t think I could golong without tasting her skin again.
But itshouldn’t.
