“Alistair,” she groaned, arching her back and pushing her tits against my chest.
The stretch of her cunt around my cock made me shudder. From the tension in my balls, I could tell I wasn’t going to last long.
“This tight cunt,” I rasped. I ran my nose along the side of her face, puffing out a breath with another deep thrust. “I can’t get enough of you, sweetheart.”
Pulling out slightly, I slammed back in until my sheath rubbed against her sensitive clit. She threw her head back with a moan and I could already feel her walls gripping my cock.
I moved faster, bucking my hips so hard it jostled her body and bounced her tits against my chest.
Heat radiated off of the fire, making us slick with sweat. I dragged my tongue along her neck, savoring the salty taste of her skin. Her needy little moans, the slap of my balls, and my ragged grunts echoed through the room. It was heady and hypnotic, letting everything else slip away and losing myself in her.
She tightened her grip, the tips of her fingers digging into my back. “Fuck. Fuck. I’m gonna come.”
I propped up on one arm, gripping her waist with the other to hold her in place.
I started to rut, pounding into her with harsh thrusts, my sheath dragging over her clit with each one.
“Alistair. Yes, yes.” She closed her eyes and threw her head back, crying out as her orgasm tore through her.
Her pussy pulsed around me, tipping me over the edge. My spine tingled and my cock jerked inside her, filling her with spurt after spurt of cum.
She looked so beautiful panting underneath me with her greedy cunt milking my cock—but I wasn’t done with her yet.
This was our last night together and I planned to make the most of it.
“Pam,” I said her name on a heavy breath and pressed my damp forehead to hers. “I want you to ride me. Do you think your knees can handle that, sweetheart?”
She tensed and bit her lip. “I—That’s another one of those things I don’t have a lot of experience with.”
“Hey.” I wrapped a hand around the nape of her neck and traced her jaw with my thumb. “If you don’t want to try it, we don’t have to. There are plenty of other ways I can—”
“No, I want to try.”
I grinned down at her, admiring her willingness to try new things. “I’ll help you then. I’ll guide your hips and show you how to move. If it hurts or if you don’t like it, we can stop.”
Her expression softened and she smiled. “Alright.”
“You stay put, I’m gonna grab some pillows for your knees.”
Slowly, I pulled out, sneaking a glimpse of my cum dribbling out of her before standing up.
The couch was covered with throw pillows and I settled on two fluffy, down-filled squares. They’d provide a nice cushion between her knees and the carpet.
I laid with my horns pointing back toward the fireplace and put the pillows on either side of my hips.
Pam propped up on her elbows and looked over at me. “What about your cum? I don’t want to get it on the rug.”
I chuckled, becausefuck, she was adorable. “It’s just a little cum. I have a carpet cleaner. Now get over here and ride this cock like a good girl.”
I’d just filled her with my cum, but I needed to feel her wrapped around my cock again.
She crawled over to me and I gave my cock a slow stroke at the sight of her. She was sweet and sexy, all my desires wrapped up into one perfect woman.
A perfect woman who was going to take a ride on my cock.
“Straddle me on all fours,” I instructed.
She climbed overtop of me with her palms on the floor and her knees digging into the pillows. “Like this?”
