I sink inside andholy fucking hellshe’s tight. If I thought I was on the edge before, I’m now over the precipice, clinging onby one hand. She keeps taking me, little by little, until I’m fully seated.
‘You ok?’ I breathe.
She answers with a breathy moan as she grinds onto me. I’ll take that as a yes. Her breathing catches when I start moving, and I cover her lips with mine. It feels unbelievable to finally be filling her.
She palms my chest and I pull back. She wants to ride me, and even though we’ve barely started, I can flex on that too. I like Bossy Minnie. Bossy Minnie can come out to play whenever she likes.
Her hands grip the headboard as she rocks back and forth on my dick. A small voice in my head wants her to lean on me, use me for support, touch me anywhere, but I silence it – let her do her thing. Her panting sharpens when I play with her nipples and squeeze them between my fingers.
She swivels to reverse cowgirl and kicks things up a notch. Hands anchored on the bed between my legs, she startstwerking, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away even if my flat was on fire. That perfect peach is shaking for my eyes alone. I fist it with both hands and drive her faster from underneath. Her arse feels so good in my fingers. Firm enough to be flawlessly round, but loose enough to spill from my hands.
Time for a change of pace. I sit up so my chest meets her back, and move beneath her gently, deliberately. She rolls her head against my shoulder and groans like a pornstar. My hand roams her tits while the other rubs her pussy. My lips find her collarbone, her neck, her jaw.
‘I want you to come like this,’ she gasps.
Like this? I can’t even see her. ‘You want me to come, baby?’
‘Uh huh.’
‘Then you need to come too.’
She says nothing, probably because of what I’m doing to her clit.
Let’s put some of that stunning flexibility to the test, shall we? I lay her down, slide a pillow beneath her lower back to get the angle, and hook her legs over my shoulders. She releases a small croak as I ease back in, feeling me deeper than before. I set a driving rhythm, and it’s not long before her moans get wilder and louder. She’s close. Usually I like to bring a woman to the edge and pull back a few times, but I’ve been close for about an hour and don’t have the strength to tease anymore.
‘Are you ready, baby?’ I huff.
‘I’m almost there.’
That’s my girl. ‘Give it to me. Come all over my dick.’
‘I… I…Jack!’
My name on her lips undoes me. Those swollen lips, that wild hair, those debauched moans, those flushed cheeks, that tight pussy. I come so hard I’m in danger of blacking out.
We collapse on the bed. That wasincredible. The best sex I’ve had in… ages, and we didn’t even do anything kinky. Imagine what it’d be like if— No, Jacky boy, remember it’s a one-time-thing. And even if she does agree to a morning session, she won’t want anal. Anal’s not a pre-croissant thing.
Glancing over at post-coital Minnie consoles me. I lie back and throw an arm over my eyes, trying my hardest not to grin to myself like a goon.
There’s just— No, it’s nothing.
But— Nah, I’m being stupid.
But am I?
There’s a little niggle throwing me off. The more I surface from the hazy euphoria, the noisier it gets. I hate my instincts sometimes, but they’re never wrong.
She didn’t pulse around me. Her legs aren’t twitching now. Her moans felt… too neat. Staged. Porn noises. Yes! I feel likeI was just in a porno. I look over at her, trying to work it out, which is proving tricky since I’m still riding out the aftershocks. She’s breathless, sweating, flushed, but too alert to have just had a monumental orgasm. I’m not out of my mind, right? I definitely didn’t forget about her; she acted like she was right there with me.
But I know what it feels like when she loses it, and that wasn’t it.
‘Did you… fake it?’ I utter, sitting up.
‘What?’ It’s too cautious.
‘You faked it.’
‘No! Of course no?—’
