He leaned back and spread her legs further apart, looking his fill.
“Turn over for me,” he said. “On your hands and knees.”
She didn’t argue or debate, hoping that he would hurry and fill her like she needed.
“Spread your legs and hold onto the headboard,” he said. “Your pussy’s absolutely dripping.”
“I think I’m going to come as soon as you’re in me,” she said, gripping on, bracing herself. He could be rough sometimes, rough in a good way, a way that made her feel possessed and filled and needed.
“That means you’ll have to come again when I finish.”
She was aware of his body coming over her and then soft lips tenderly kissing the side of her neck. There was no other contact between them until she felt the push of his cock at her entrance and then he slammed into her.
Sorrell cried out, her muscles contracted around his cock. Her breasts bounced as he thrust in again, this time harder and then his hands took hold of her hips, supporting her, moving so he found the spot that made her toes curl.
“I want to do this to you every fucking night, Ells,” he said. “You sit with my family and my friends looking so goddamn beautiful and elegant and all I can think about sometimes is getting you by myself and making you come on my cock and then emptying myself into this tight pussy.” He thrust hard, his hands leaving her hips and reaching down to squeeze her breasts, pinching her nipples. “I can feel you tightening, Sorrell. What would happen if I touched your clit?”
His movements were shallow and rhythmic now, building her up to another climax. He gave her nipples one last tight tug and put a hand back on her hips, the other hand sliding under her to her clit.
She keened. Everywhere was over sensitised. Then her arms weakened as her orgasm blasted through her, leaving her ass in the air which granted Zack the opportunity to go deeper.
“I can’t take another,” she managed to get out. “I can’t come again!”
She heard him laugh. “You already told me that me coming inside you makes you orgasm,” he said, his voice raspier and she knew he was getting closer to his release. “I don’t think your body’s going to give you much choice.”
She moaned, feeling a slight slap to her ass and a gush of wetness in response. There was no way Zack wouldn’t notice that and put it on his list to try it again when he hadn’t already had two orgasms out of her and was working on her third.
Adept fingers stroked her clit again, his drives into her becoming slower and deeper. She moved back into his thrusts, hearing him say her name, feeling him take charge of her hips with his hands and then she heard him groan and felt him fill her, her pussy contracting as he throbbed with each release.
She collapsed on the bed, Zack on top of her, his arms holding her and his cock still inside.
“How?” she said, not entirely sure of how she still had the ability to talk.
His laugh was dirty and smug. “How what?”
“How do you get me to react like that?” She felt some of their combined wetness between her legs. In a minute she would have to move and clean up.
“How do I make you come three times? I have a magic cock.”
She started laughing and elbowed him in the stomach, his dramatic wince causing him to leave her body and the wet patch on the sheets grew. “I need to clean up,” she said.
He cuddled her to him. “I should too. Am I allowed to stay? I promise I’ll be good. I might even beverygood in the morning…”
“You know I like you staying,” she said, a confession. “There’s nothing I don’t like.”
His kiss was tender; the look she saw in his eyes even more so. “I’m irritable, I’m impatient, I get cross when strange women steal my builders…”
“You’re kind, you’re fun, you do little things for me and you have a magic cock,” she said. “I like you being around.”
“Good,” he said. “Because I don’t want to go anywhere.”
Chapter 31
Fourth day of Christmas
“And if you press this, it does this!”
Sorrell laughed as her niece demonstrated absolutely everything that her new doll did, not as impressed with the doll as she was with her niece. Facetime was a brilliant invention.
