“I know,” she says, her eyes shining. “I trust you. You’re too meticulous to be sloppy about your health or protecting your partner.”
Her trust shakes my remaining control. I’m humbled to receive it and grateful that she believes I’m worthy of it.
I take her mouth hard, my tongue invading as I put two fingers into her pussy to ready her. No matter how much urgency I feel, I don’t want to thrust into her like a horny teenager and risk hurting her. The only thing she’ll feel in my bed is pleasure.
Her inner muscles tighten on my fingers.Damn.I move them in and out, spreading them slightly to stretch her. A shaky breath pulls out of her, her face flushed with anticipation and need. She moves to the gentle rhythm I set, her breathing jerky.
I push a third inside. The grip becomes even tighter. I curl them, rubbing softly, and her body spasms like she’s being shocked. She stares at me, mouth parting slightly.
What the hell? Nobody ever touched her G-spot before?
Her exes were idiots.But, better for me. I thrust my fingers until I’m soaked to the wrist, then pull my hand away and slowly sink into her slick depths.
Holy God.Being inside Klein is like being allowed into heaven. She’s so hot, so tight. Her wetness soaks me instantly, and my balls start to tighten.
Beads of sweat pop along my hairline as I hold back. Her eyes flutter closed, her expression sublime. I slowly withdraw and push into her again, setting a good, steady tempo to help her get used to my size. She moves with me, just as greedy for me as I am for her.
Her fingers trace the taut muscles on the back of my neck, then tunnel into my hair.
“How does it feel?” she asks. “Do you like it?”
I look down at her questioning face and nod. I’ve never been with a woman this generous with her body. “Amazing. How about you?”
“I love it. I love everything we’re doing together, Josh.”
I can’t hold back anymore. I push her hard, and she shivers, then lets out one moan after another. An orgasm builds inside me, ready to unleash, but I rein myself back, using every ounce of self-control I possess. I’m not coming until she does.
Her back arches, and she screams as she comes. That’s a pretty powerful orgasm, but I know she can hit a higher height. So I push her harder and higher. The only sound in the room is our flesh slapping together and our uneven breathing and moans. Lust and need roar in my veins.
“Please, Josh, yes, yes,yes!” she screams as she convulses again…and then again. My grip on my control is tenuous, but I manage to hang on. I want her to experience another one, even better than the ones she’s had before.
The bed creaks as I drive into her relentlessly. She throws her head back, the beautiful curls spreading on the sheets like platinum clouds. Her eyebrows pinch. Her entire torso comes off the bed as she screams until she’s hoarse. She spasms around my cock, and her juices drip down to my balls.
I can’t hold on anymore. I let go, filling her with my cum.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Ailee
Consciousness slowly emerges from a restorative and relaxing sleep. Something warm and supple lies underneath my hand. I flex my fingers against it.Hmm, that feels nice.
Another something is massaging my lower back. I swear I don’t have anything this nice in my room.Did Josh replace the mattress in my room with a self-massaging type—
Wait! I’m naked.And that’s not some built-in mattress massager, it’s long, strong fingers digging into my knotted muscles!
My mind races as I try to remember what happened. Josh flashed his scrumptious torso and the outline of his enormous cock by putting on a pair of gray sweatpants. After getting an eyeful of masculine perfection, I went out…then came back home…saw Josh sleeping…
The rest of the memory is a little hazy. But I’m certain I made the first move because I remember vividly what it felt like to take hisdick into my mouth.
And then… Then…
I straddled him like a horny hussy and took off my shirt and bra, telling him my breasts hurt, like I wantedhimto do something about it.
My heart drops to my stomach. He even got to put his dick inside me without a condom. He said he’d had a vasectomy and was clean—he was quite emphatic about it, and I trust him.But I’ve never done it bare like that to avoid any unwanted consequences.
In rubber, we trust.
But everything was justcrazy. Normally, I’m not like thatat all. It had to have been a really, really dirty dream because I saw Josh topless and my brainimmediatelywent into X-rated territory like some kind of movieland Jezebel.
