Standing, I push on her shoulder blades, getting her into position as I slowly thrust into her. Heaven. I’ve missed this. Her pussy contracts around my cock and I pull out slowly, then push back into her with force, pushing her forward on the bed. My hands wrap around her hips tightly, holding her where I want her. I continue to glide out slowly and slam back into her. I look down at where we’re joined and almost lose my spunk from the sight of her body opened to my tunneling cock.
"Baby, are you close?"
"Mmhmm."
I smack her arse and her head comes up off the bed, and she screams as she comes around my cock. The contractions of her pussy pulling me in deeper has me losing it. I pull out and slam into her again and again, faster as I come deep inside her. I growl her name as she comes again.
I hold my body from falling on her and wait until she comesto herself. I slide out slowly, our combined juices leaking from her body. I get a washcloth and clean her up. Lifting her up, I crawl up the bed with her in my arms. She is mine and I'm not letting her go, ever if I can help it.
"Duncan, what did you mean by you got in trouble with your boss?" Her voice is a whisper. I thought she was asleep.
"When you didn't answer me, I had our tech guy search for your address."
"Wait, that was you?"
"What?"
"You searched me?"
"Yeah, why does the FBI have a tracer on you?"
"Because of my job," she mumbles, and I know she is lying to me.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Why else?"
"You tell me."
"There is nothing to tell. Because of my job, all agencies keep an eye on us."
I'll take it for now, but I know there is more to this.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
MAYA
Iwake up feeling warm and rested. The smell of leather and something spicy tickles my nose, and I open my eyes to see Duncan’s chest. I kiss the pec my cheek is resting on. His body stirs and I feel his erection against my knee.
I gently slide my leg across his body as I rise above him, straddling his hips. He smiles up at me and I give him a devilish grin as I lean forward and kiss his collarbone, my lips tracing down his pec until I'm over his nipple. I lick it and then gently bite it. His hands land on my hips and press me down onto his erection. I feel myself getting wet from our erotic play, my fluids leaking onto his cock.
"Baby, stop playing or you're going to end up on your back."
"Mmm...you taste so good." I slip down his body and lick every plane and linear line of his perfect abs. I pull further fromhis hands and hover over his erection, gently blowing on the crown weeping with pre-cum. Groaning at the site, my mouth waters more as I look at his beautiful cock. The head is broad and reddening with need, the shaft thick and long. Wrapping a hand around the base, I lean forward and lick off the evidence of his desire.
"Baby...take me...in that beautiful mouth." He groans.
I lick him from base to tip along the thick veins. When I reach the top, I treat it like my favorite ice cream cone and lick it over and over. His hands clench the sheets and I give in and take him in my mouth as far as I can. I suck in my cheeks as I pull up off him and his moans have me doing it again. With my other hand, I fondle his balls, rolling them around in my hand as I bob up and down on his cock. I'm so lost in my task of making him come I don't hear his words, but the next thing I know I'm yanked from my new favorite toy and he is impaling himself into my weeping core. I feel the contractions and a bite of pain with the intrusion.
"I said enough, woman. I come inside your hot pussy, you hear me," he growls as he lifts me up and slams back home.
"Please, Duncan, fuck me harder."
He rolls us without leaving my body and pulls my legs up to his shoulders. His strong arms hold him up as he pushes into me harder. Our bodies slapping together, the evidence of my pleasure heard in the room with the wet sounds, his balls hitting my ass in this position. He doesn't relent. He thrusts faster and harder. My world focuses on the orgasm hovering on the edges. He leans into me further, bending me, and hits a spot inside me that has me screaming his name. My orgasm blowsthrough my body like an internal explosion centered at my core. He continues to thrust through my pleasure, prolonging it, until I feel his muscles lock and he grits out my name as I feel his come hitting my insides. He releases my legs and falls onto my body, his elbows keeping his full weight from landing on me. I'm trying to catch my breath when I hear my phone going off in the distance. I know the ringtone and let it go to voicemail. I don't want to talk to Marcus right now.
"Guess I better let you up so you can see who called."
"No, stay right where you are." I sigh. I want to keep this feeling. I want to relish this time with him.
