“Oh…oh…” She yanked on my hair and tugged. “Yes!”
“Come,” I demanded, watching her tits jiggle beneath her t-shirt with each thrust. “Come with me.”
“Oh…yes…nearly…”
I rubbed her clit with each upward pound. “I won’t until…you do…”
“Yes, yes…I am oh…” She flung back her head, eyes closed, and wailed. “Mitch, that’s so…fuck yes.”
Her small body tensed in my arms and shredded my last sliver of willpower. I came in three furiously intense spurts, shooting my load high inside her.
She moaned, and I waited for her pussy to spasm and clamp around my dick. Waited for her girl cum to weep onto my shaft and coat my balls.
Nothing.
“Oh, that was so good.” She opened her eyes and smiled. “So good.”
I frowned.
“What?” She stroked a lock of hair from my sweaty forehead. “What’s wrong?”
“Did you come?”
“Pardon?”
“You heard. Did you come?” I cupped her chin and forced her to keep her attention on me. “Tell me!”
“Of course, you just heard…yes.”
I gritted my teeth and studied her face. She wasn’t as breathless and hot as me. I was still enjoying the aftershocks of my climax, my body trembling. Her…nothing.
“Don’t lie to me, Amy.” My voice was a low growl—a woman faking an orgasm with me…that was not okay. Not by a long fucking shot.
“I’m not. It was good.”
“Good is different to having an orgasm.” I raised my eyebrows. “So start telling me the truth. If I didn’t hit the spot, I want to know.”
“You did, I promise.” Her gaze slipped to the right, and she squirmed in my arms.
Now I really didn’t believe her.
“Hey!” My voice was even harsher than I’d intended. But I felt like a twat. It was so not my style. “Why the fuck are you lying?”
“I’m not, I…”
“Amy.” I pulled her onto my cock. I was still pretty fucking hard. “Why didn’t you come? Why are you saying you did when you didn’t? We can go again. Gimme a minute.”
“I’m not lying.”
“You are!” I said loudly. “I know when a woman I’m fucking is climaxing, and you made the right noises but your body betrayed you. You didn’t hit the high.”
“Get off me!” She shoved at my chest and wriggled free.
I let her.
With her eyes sparkling, full of tears, she slid from the breakfast bar and rushed out of my reach. The next thing I heard was the bathroom door slamming.
“Amy!” I rushed after her. “What the…?”
