“I don’t know,” I answer honestly. “I thought you knew about that.”
“Well, I know now,” he murmurs. “Okay, fuck me until I come again. If I’m still awake, I’ll suck you. If I pass out … You do whatever you want to do.”
“I’ll hold you to that,” I tell him.
“I know you will.”
Chapter Fourteen
Harper
Having Jay fuck me to another climax is risky and I know it. It’s hot to think about him finishing in me when I’m passed out, but if I’m actually unconscious, I won’t get to enjoy it while he’s doing it. Pervert problems, I know.
Managing to stay awake is my goal now, and the closer I get to coming, the less likely it seems that I’ll make it. All I can focus on is how incredible it feels to be fucked like this.
I’m a mess of sensations as I start to come.
And then, I’m just kind of a mess.
My dick needs a good cleaning off, but it’s not my dick I need to concern myself with.
It’s Jay’s.
He takes his fist out of me slowly, dragging out the hazy pain-pleasure of it.
That’s the drawback, of this new kink.
It’s all good until extraction time.
Then, it kind of hurts.
I grit my teeth as he pulls it all the way out.
Then, I get to release a sigh and go back to that post orgasmic chilled out feeling.
At least for a second.
He looks ready to stand up and move away.
I turn around and stop him, hands on his pants.
“Sit back down and let me take care of you before we get in the car and drive back home.”
He does what I’m asking, because he always does what I ask.
I take my time in making him feel good.
Stroking and licking, sucking and pumping.
He sighs and leans back, closing his eyes.
His hips move slowly when I start to move up and down his cock, taking him right to the back of my throat each time I sink all the way down.
I moan softly around his shaft, eager to taste his cum.
He strokes through my hair, before he pushes me down like I asked him to before.
It’s as hot for him as it is for me. My eyes water as I look up at him.
