Her head falls forward, her body sagging. I move my hand from her clit and bring it up, thrusting it into her hair and yanking her face in front of mine. Her lust-filled eyes look at me through her eyelashes.
“Your orgasms are allmine,” I say, and she smiles with a lazy nod.
“All yours,” she simply whispers, then I crush my lips to hers.
I’m not sure what I mean by that.
I’m not claiming her like a biker would, but I am saying I don’t want her to sleep with anyone else but me. This is not a relationship, just a sex contract. I hope she understands that as my tongue devours hers.
My cock is aching as I move my free hand to her waist, edging her up slightly. She takes the hint and shifts her weight, allowing my cock to spring upward. My heart is hammering in my chest at the thought of fucking her again, and I groan while she lowers her tight as fuck pussy slowly onto my shaft, taking me entirely. Her warm walls encase me, and I have to take a moment. It’s too good. She’s barely moved, and my breath is already catching.
We moan into each other’s mouths when we connect. Lunar’s hands tied behind her back stop her from touching me, and that heightens everything because I haveallthe control. My hand in her hair tightens, and she whimpers into my mouth as we start to move together, causing incredible friction.
She rides me, moving her hips in such a way I have never experienced before. The pressure on my cock is undeniably the best and is working me up frantically. If she keeps rolling her hips that way, this is going to be over damn fucking quick.
I need to speed things up for her before I’m too far gone.
My free hand shifts from her hip to between us to rotate on her clit. She gasps at the connection when I press on her, breaking our kiss for a moment before she slams her mouth back to mine.
She rides me, her hips moving in a perfect rhythm while I continue to rotate on her clit. My hand fists in her hair, pulling and tormenting. She whimpers, but not in pain, as I thrust into her.
My cock is throbbing, and the all-too-familiar pins and needles are tingling my spine. My legs are numb, the heat washing over me from my head to my toes. I clench my eyestighter, and flickers of light strobe behind my eyes, and I know I am going to blow my load, but I need to get Lunar off first.
Pressing firmer and circling on her clit, I increase our pace, and she moans and whimpers with every thrust. She’s right there with me as her body starts to shake. My balls tighten and draw up while my cock throbs, while we shudder and tremble against each other. Her back arches, forcing her hard nipples into me as an exhilarating charge runs down my spine and straight to my balls.
Lunar moans out loud, trembling and falling apart around me, her pussy contracting and spasming around my cock. That’s all I need. My balls pull up, and the tingle roars to life. My muscles tense, and my cock throbs, blowing my load so hard inside her that I have to stop kissing and take in a deep breath to stop from passing the fuck out.
Her body sags against mine, and I fall back onto the couch. Her head flops onto my shoulder, and I run my fingers through her hair. My other hand runs a soothing caress up her thigh as we both pant while coming down.
She slowly lifts herself and looks at me through tired and lazy eyes. “I’m so spent.”
“I had every intention of fucking you until you screamed, but damn, woman.” I reach forward and around her back to undo the strap around her wrists. Once her hands are free, she moves them straight to my chest, steadying herself, and then she pushes her nails into my pecs, not hard, just enough to turn me on. My cock twitches inside her, and she giggles.
“I like it when you tie me up.”
“Well, I can arrange for that to happen more often.”
She smiles and nods, leaning in to kiss me again, but more gently this time. I kiss her back, and something passes between us, some sort of jolt of electricity. I feel it. She feels it. It’s enoughto make us both catch our breath, stop kissing, and look at each other.
As I gaze into her stunning blue eyes, I see her—really see her.
She’s not just some gorgeous woman I’m fucking, she’s a beautiful person on the inside, too, and I actually like her.
She raises her hand, caressing my face, and I lean into her touch. “You really are something different.”
Raising my eyebrow, I ask, “Good different, or bad different?”
“Definitely good. You’re what I’m used to, and yet so different. I can’t explain it.”
“I’mnothinglike those bikers,” I reply, turning up my lip.
“You’re a little bit like them, yet nothing like them.” She smirks. “That’s why I like you. You feel like home, and yet you feel like a holiday too. Does that even make any sense?”
Chuckling, I shrug. “How ’bout we pack the sentimental stuff away for today and head to bed?”
“Agreed.”
Moving my hands to her ass, I hold on tight and stand from the couch. Still seated inside her, I shuffle us to the bed and then finally pull out of her and lay her down on the sheets. She rolls over, allowing me to join her, and I extend my arm so she can move into my side.
