My pleasure explodes as I desperately moan his name, my back arching until only my ass and the back of my head are left on the cushion. Endless ripples of intense ecstasy make my body tremble, my cries filling the empty office. He’s still ramming into me, expertly dragging out my climax, but at least he slowed down, showing mercy to some extent. It takes forever for bliss to settle down, and by the end of it, I’m feeling weak and helpless. My nails are planted into his forearm, and I’m glad they aren’t long or sharp. One by one, I lift my fingers to release him, revealing small crescent-shaped dents.
Lex is now unmoving, seemingly very proud of himself. “That’s two.”
Fuck, I’m so losing this game…
Andrea welcomes my lips when I bend down to kiss her. I can’t believe this is happening again. And I can’t believe how good she feels—even better than I remembered.
I guess we were fooling ourselves, thinking we’d manage to keep things platonic and professional. This was always bound to happen. I want her too much.
After a few more seconds of intensely making out, I rearrange myself with a knee on the couch so I can push deeper, and thrust again. The slow pace quickly increases, and she rips her mouth away to take a deep breath before she moans.
“I can feel you clench around me already,” I say, inches from her ear. “Tell me you’re not about to come again so soon.”
Fire ignites behind her brown irises, and she lowers a hand between us to make a tight ring around my cock with her index and thumb. The added pressure has me buckling with the need to come.
Before she can take it further, I grip her wrist and force her hand over her head, giving her a warning frown. She immediately tries to do it again with her free hand, but I intercept it before it reaches my cock.
Seeing her restrained like this, with her slim wrists imprisoned in my hold, brings out something primal in me. She’s at my mercy now, and there’s nothing she can do to stop me from making her come again. And again. And again.
“What will you do now?” I ask, rolling my hips sinuously to make her feel helpless.
Her rebellious smile isn’t the answer I expected. Nor is the way her walls suddenly clamp around my cock.
“Ah, fuck,” I mutter, hips jerking.
Victorious, she playfully bites my chin. “What is it? Are you scared you’ll lose?”
“You seem pretty confident for someone who came twice in barely five minutes.”
“If you’re so sure of yourself, just keep fucking me, Alexander.”
I accept the challenge, adjusting my position over her, and resume the fucking. My confidence wanes as she clenches again.
“You’re so fucking tight already. It feels fucking insane when you do that.” That only makes her clench harder, so I curse. “I’m going to relentlessly fuck you for hours one day, Andrea, and you’ll only have yourself to blame for it.”
I see the way her pupils dilate at the threat, so I make a mental note of actually enforcing it. With my face less than an inch from hers, I keep up with the merciless pace, rubbing the base of me on her clit with each deep thrust. When the first signs of her pending orgasm arrive, I can’t even rejoice. I’ll be coming with her, there’s no doubt about that.
Just as the first spasm of her cunt chokes my dick, she begs, “Kiss me.”
I let go of her hands and grab her jaw instead, pulling her in as I comply. Her cries vibrate against my tongue as her hands grip my ass to pull me closer.
Her involuntary twitching, the way she screams my name, and how she spasms around me bring my stamina to its knees. With a savage roar, I follow her in bliss, cum jetting out of me with so much force I can feel it in my bones. Her walls milk it out of me, compelling more rope of cum to surge out until I feel empty and satiated.
We’re still like this long after the last shivers ran through our overheated frames, our bodies still joined. Again, the pleasure she brings is beyond anything I’ve known before. After a few minutes, though, she softly mumbles, “Lex, I can’t breathe.”
I maneuver us around, dislodging my semi-hard dick from her warmth. In the process, I tug at the condom and throw it on the coffee table. Within a few seconds, I’m the one lying on the couch, and she’s sprawled on top of me. My fingers move on their own to draw mindless patterns on her back, which is veiled with a thin film of perspiration.
She did this to me last time, and the shivers it triggered were among the most pleasant sensations I’ve ever experienced. When she practically melts onto me with a sigh, her temple on my chest and her legs entwined with mine, I gather she likes it as much as I do.
“You cheated,” I say after a while of this.
“You never mentioned any rules.”
I grunt my disapproval and hold her tighter against me. “It wasn’t very fair play of you.”
“It was survival instinct.” That makes me chuckle.
Although I wish we could stay like this for hours, basking in the moment, the couch underneath me becomes uncomfortable. I wriggle under her, trying to find a better position. “This couch is horrible.”
