Once again, not sorry.
On command, Ben pistoned deeper, continuing to grip my hip with one palm, whilst removing his other hand, then dipping his fingers between my legs and stroking my clit in slow circles.
Fucking hell.
My breath hitched and my knees buckled.
Every stroke of his talented fingers sent the most exquisite zing of pleasure coursing through me.
I flicked my eyes open and took in the sight in front of me. The sky was lit up with stars, and below that, thanks to the fairy lights illuminating the surroundings, I could make out the ripple of the waves lapping at the beach, which was still filled with guests from our wedding party.
Whilst they were down there, I was up here getting railed by my fake boyfriend and co-worker.
This was what fantasies were made of.
‘I can’t,’ I gasped, my head falling forward. ‘It’s too good, I’m not going to last.’
‘Not yet, Sarah,’ he growled.
Easier said than done.
If I had my way, I wouldn’t come yet either.
Being impaled on Ben’s mammoth magic stick was the sweetest sensation I’d ever felt and I never wanted him to stop.
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BEN
As I watched my cock slide in and out of Sarah’s pussy, a growl slipped from my lips.
Fuck. She felt so good.
And so tight.
I wished I could do this all night, but although I’d always prided myself on my stamina, I knew I wouldn’t be able to last that long.
I’d fucked a lot of women. But what I’d said to Trent before was true. None of them compared to Sarah.
Somehow this was different.
I didn’t know if it was because I’d had to work so hard to get to this point and I’d got to know herbeforewe’d started shagging, but this didn’t feel anything like the sex I’d had before.
The connection was more intense than I’d expected.
I had a feeling that I was going to enjoy fucking Sarah more than I should, which was one of the reasons I suggested we do it doggy style.
Yes, I’d wanted her to see the views, but I also found that if ever I wanted to avoid getting attached to a woman, it was better to minimise eye contact whilst we were doing the deed.
Staring into someone’s eyes whilst you were inside them was too intimate. So if ever there was any form of lighting, I preferred doing it from behind. It was just one of my unspoken rules.
I couldn’t afford to get attached. This could never be more than sex.
But as I continued sinking deeper into Sarah, fucking her harder and faster and stretching her pussy to the hilt, I felt an overwhelming urge to see her face.
When I’d made her come in the lift, I was too busy with my head between her legs to see the full effects of what I’d done to her.
Sarah was adamant from the beginning that she wouldn’t touch me with a hundred-foot bargepole, so I knew it’d be extra satisfying to watch her as she came all over my cock.
