“Take off your shirt,” he ordered as he stroked his dick. “Let me see you.” I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath my camisole, so when I pulled it over my head, my breasts were bared to him. “Beautiful.”
He let go of his dick, giving me permission to take over. I was salivating for it.
I expected Ocean to go back to watching the game, but he was laser-focused on me as I wrapped my hand around him. Ocean was so hot and hard in my hand that I couldn’t resist giving his dick a soothing stroke as I held his gaze. I continued holding it as I lowered my head and licked the tip, loving the way his nostrils flared slightly, so I repeated the action a second time. Ocean pushed my hand away from him with one hand and roughly fisted my short curls in the other before tipping my head back.
Replacing his own hand with mine, he tapped my lips twice with the head of dick and said, “Open your mouth for me,mo aingeal.” I wanted to ask him what it meant, but he quickly silenced me with his thick length pushing between my lips. I felthis groan vibrate in my belly once he was seated on my tongue with the tip pushing the back of my throat. “There,” he said with a satisfied sigh. “Now suck.”
Doing as he ordered, I pulled back just enough to suckle the tip before sliding him back along my tongue. Ocean tried to watch me, but before long, his head fell back on the couch as I started servicing him.
I had never been so turned on sucking dick before, but watching the way his abs contracted, his Adam’s apple bob, and his hand twitch on his lap had me eager to see what other reactions I could get out of him.
I wasn’t aware of my hand disappearing inside my sleep shorts until I touched my swollen clit and spasmed with a whimper. Ocean’s eyes flew open, and he lifted his head to regard me through dark eyes.
“What’s the matter? That pussy needs me?”
With a mouth full of dick, I nodded.
Ocean stood up suddenly and pulled me from the floor before tossing me down on the couch. I landed on my stomach, and before I could even grasp what was happening, he shoved down his sweats and ripped my sleep shorts away. I barely made it onto my knees before he was lining his fat dick with my sopping wet hole. Because of his girth, he was careful when he pushed inside, but it didn’t matter. My cry once he was fully seated would have been loud enough to wake the neighbors (if we had any).
And it didn’t deter Ocean in the least.
He held nothing back as he gripped the arm of the couch with both hands and immediately began to fuck the shit out of me. I was in heaven, in utter fucking ecstasy as I fisted the cushions beneath me and sniveled like a baby as I let him have his way with me.
“Ooo—ceee-aaan,” I cried out when he started hitting it a little too deep.
“Mmmh,” he moaned like he was having the time of his life. “Don’t weep, pretty girl. You’re taking it so well for me. The praise did something to me, so I threw it back at him, making him growl as he started going harder. “Shit, fuck, Coby. Goddamn. You doing it like that, baby?”
All I could do was scream in answer. It felt like I started losing my mind the moment Ocean entered me because I had no idea how I could go on living even a second without this. As if my pussy agreed, I tightened around him.
“Fuck.” He grunted. “I’m gon’ come.” It was the only warning before he stepped fucking me. “Give me a kiss.” I twisted my head and tilted it so I could kiss him. Ocean gripped my neck possessively and tongue fucked my mouth, offering me a brief reprieve. “Sexy ass,” he grumbled once it was over. “Now arch your fucking back. I’m far from done.”
I did as I was told, and Ocean wasted no time pummeling my shit until I came.
Sensitive now, I started running from him after that, so he moved to stand from the couch, and I made a sound of protest, but Ocean simply dragged me along until my lower half was tilted upward and I had to hook my ankles around his back for leverage while my hands came to rest on the cushions—like a partial handstand. I was silently grateful for all the hours I spent in pilates because the strength it took just to hold myself up while he fucked me as if my pussy owed him money.
Well… technically, I guess it did.
Three million dollars worth.
In this position, I was completely at his mercy. He grunted and shoved and cursed above me as he used me like a rag doll. “Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Ocean!”
Delirium had my eyes lowering and mouth falling open. My pussy was so wet for this man that, together with our moans, combined juices, and sweaty skin, we created an erotic symphony that filled the penthouse. Every time my ass smashed violently into his pelvis, my lashes fluttered, and I squealed with delight until I came again.
I didn’t know how much longer I would last.
Ocean didn’t seem as if he was going to be done fucking me anytime soon.
His stamina was truly terrifying.
Just when I was about to come for a third time, he twisted us around and fell onto the couch.
“Nooo,” I wailed as he re-sat me on his dick, facing him. “I was so close! Why’d you stop?”
“Shut up and ride this dick,” he ordered gruffly with a slap to my ass that stung so hard it froze me in place for a second before all the pleasure that built up released itself in a violent shiver, and I slowly started moving again.
Loving this rare, harsher side of him, I was once again powerless to his will as I abused myself on his pole. “It feels so good,” I whimpered more than whispered.
“I know, baby.” He rubbed my ass soothingly right over the spot he abused. “I’ll make it last. I promise.”
