He grabbed another condom from the drawer next to his bed, quickly sheathed his dick, and settled back between her legs. He wanted to work her up even more. Abby had been so responsive during foreplay the last time, he knew she’d come quickly if he could get her close enough.
“What else are you interested in? Nipple clamps?” He pinched one nipple between his fingers and sucked hard on the other.
Her sharp intake of breath told him that was definitely a yes.
“What about spanking you with my hand while I’m fucking you in the ass? How about a butt plug while I fuck you?”
She grunted deep in her throat and squeezed his ass while rubbing against his cock. His Abby was a dirty, dirty girl.
“Role play?” He thumbed her clit softly. “I can be the naughty student in detention.”
Abby reached between them and palmed his sac, rolling it gently like a set of chime balls. It was his turn to groan.
“Christian. I need you to fuck me now.” She grasped his shaft firmly and guided the tip to her core.
He grinned against her mouth. “Yes, ma’am.”
He slid into her in one smooth motion and immediately withdrew halfway.
She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his mouth to hers. Their kiss involved a lot of tongue and sucking, mimicking the motion below. He kept a steady pace, in and out, pressing hard and as deep as he could with each thrust. Her muscles clenched around him, grasping at him, unwilling to let him go each time he pulled back.
“God, Abby. You feel so fucking good.” He shortened his strokes, almost there. His orgasm was building, the tension taking hold at the base of his cock. Sliding his hand between them, he coated his fingers in their juices and slid his arm under her to finger her ass. Not deep. Just pressing.
And she shouted as she came, clamping down on him so hard he could barely move. So he buried deep and rotated his hips while he shouted his own release into her hot, open mouth. They weren’t even kissing at that point. Just panting into each other’s mouths.
Damn. He’d never been so close to a woman before. Physically or…like this. As he became aware of things around him again, other than Abby, he felt her fingers tracing up and down his back.
“Yes, to the butt plug,” Abby said. “Especially if it vibrates.”
Fucking hell. It was a long time before they got back to sleep.
Doubts
“You know, if you don’t stop grinning like that, someone’s going to figure out you got laid.”
Abby smiled even harder as Lindsey and Naomi joined her at the small table in the teacher’s lounge. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Sure you don’t,” Lindsey said. “Let’s see. Can’t stop smiling. Good mood. One might even say chipper.”
“Blushes every time her phone buzzes,” Naomi added.
“All the hallmarks of a well-fucked woman,” Lindsey finished.
Abby gasped. “Lindsey!”
“What? Am I wrong?”
“That’s not the point,” Abby said.
“Is it because I said ‘well-fucked’? I don’t know how else to describe it, ‘cause ‘laid’ doesn’t cover all of this.” She used a carrot stick to gesture at Abby.
“Spill,” Naomi said. “We left you alone yesterday. That’s plenty of time. Give us the deets.”
Abby grinned and let out a squeak. That’s the only way she could describe it. As if all the excitement rushed up out of her and got caught in her throat, escaping through a tiny hole in her vocal cords. She felt like a teenager wanting to gush over her new boyfriend, not a woman trudging along the uphill slope toward forty.
She leaned forward and whispered, “I have never had sex like that. Ever. I thought ‘came so hard she blacked out’ was just an expression. I didn’t know it actually happened.”
Naomi stared, slack-jawed.
