“Ride me, Amelia, choke my cock.”
I push upward, remembering what Hope said—it’s all in the hips. I begin to circle them, lifting and lowering in a smooth, rotating movement. I know I’m going too slow, but trying to allow my body time to adjust. He closes his eyes, tugging my head back, his fingers tightening in my hair. My neck is straining, eyes toward the ceiling.
After a few minutes of the slow grind, he hasn’t spoken at all or made any sound. My mind is going crazy with different thoughts, from him throwing me off and telling me I need to learn to fuck for real, or him flipping me over onto the desk again and taking charge.
As the worry courses through me, I know I have to do something to make this more enjoyable for both of us. The burn is lessening with every pass, and hesitantly, I start to lower my hips down onto him more forcefully. To my satisfaction, he begins grunting every time I do it. His fingers tug at my hair as I increase the rhythm, and after a few minutes, his hips start thrusting up to meet me.
Then I feel it.
Pleasure begins to ripple outward from the tip of his dick. Every time he’s deep inside me, I can’t help but sigh with satisfaction.
My breasts bounce freely above him until he pulls me forward, his tongue lapping at them as his hands grip my back, taking a commanding hold.
He begins to push upward brutally hard, his dick slamming into me as he begins to fuck me in earnest. I hold on to the back of the couch, shuddering around him as he pistons his hips at a crazy speed, and I try to keep up with the rhythm.
I can feel something building, inescapable and unexpected, and as his climax approaches, I know I’m going to come too.
He freezes beneath me as I throw my head back and let out a shout I’ve never heard from my lips before. It’s guttural, primal, and deep as my body tightens around him. He hisses, sighing with pleasure as I come so hard I see stars.
Wow. That was way better than the first time.
His huge hands cradle me for a moment, his fingers brushing against my skin just as they did before. I’m straddling him, weightless, suspended there like I’m floating.
“Fuck. That was good.”
It feels good, and I want to collapse against him, until I remember my role and pull gently off his cock. I suppress a wince of discomfort even as pride rushes through me.
I definitely participated that time. Maybe I’m not as bad at this sex thing as I thought.
Chapter 10
Lucas
Iwatch Amelia dress, that exquisite ass now concealed by tiny pink panties with purple flowers all over them. I want to fuck her again immediately. That was beyond good.
I glance self-consciously at the couch and my suit, relieved to see the evidence of our sex isn’t showing anywhere obvious.
Note to self. Remove some clothes next time, you idiot. You’re not sixteen.
Watching her pleasure herself was extraordinary. I’ve asked women to do it before, but they made it into some kind of weird porn movie, writhing and groaning in a way that just didn’t feel real.
Amelia looked as if she was doing it all for the first time, and it made me rock hard immediately.
My eyes run over her thoughtfully again. She doesn’t seem particularly experienced. That bullshit she spun about why her fingers shake doesn’t seem true either. She looked nervous.
But that’s crazy, she’s an escort, and Sterling House is the best of the best. She must be an accomplished actress.
I peel off the condom, throwing it in the trash, and adjusting my clothing to make myself presentable again. Another change of shirt is required; this is getting to be a habit.
Speaking of clothing, that godawful suit is gonna have to go. I don’t know why anyone would wear something that ugly when they have a killer figure like hers. But it won’t survive the day, I’ll cut it right off her body if I have to.
Now there’s an idea.
Her hair cascades down her back as she proceeds to braid the loose strands together with mesmerizing efficiency. It’s a beautiful blonde color, with honey and caramel hues shimmering in the light.
I have an absurd thought that I could ask her to shake it out and film it in slow motion on my phone. It would make a beautiful video.
Wow. I’m really letting my cock do all the thinking today.
