I didn’t dare succumb to the weakness I felt rushing through my veins.
“Daniel!” she cried out.
The instant her pussy milked me, I was a goner. Silver stars burst in my vision as my cock erupted, my balls pulling so hard up into my body that I honest to God thought they’d never descend back down. Her breathing was audible through her panting as her orgasm rocketed through her. I watched that porcelain skin of hers flush, and as her head tilted back, those tits of hers puckered and pointed to the sky.
I leaned forward and lapped at them both.
“Jesus fuck,” she said breathlessly. “I need a bed.”
“That can be arranged, Miss Elizabeth.”
I barely got the water turned off before I stumbled us out of the shower. I had to take my time because my legs were noodles and my groin ached for another round. I stuffed her full as we walked, my arms banded around her until we breached the doorway that led from the bathroom into the bedroom. To my chagrin, I slipped out of her just long enough so that I could lay her down.
But when I crawled onto the bed…
“Whoa!” I exclaimed as a chuckle slipped from my mouth.
In a flash, I went from being on the prowl to being on my back.
“And you thought you were the only one with moves,” she said with a giggle in her voice.
I picked my head up long enough to see that filled pussy of hers dripping on my cock while she hovered over me. My eyes darted from between her legs up to her face, and she had a mischievous look in her eye.
“Now, it’s my turn,” she said as he wiggled her eyebrows.
She dropped herself down my still-hard cock.
“Holy fuck,” I hissed as my hands immediately flew to her hips.
Her head fell back. “Fucking hell, you’re packin’, Doc.”
I rolled my hips up into her. “Have to keep up with how—fuck—tight you are.”
Her grin grew positively devilish. “Is that so?”
Her hands slammed down against my chest and those nails of hers curled against my skin. I relished the burn as she slid that pussy back up the hard bar of my cock, and then slammed back down into my lap. Water and our intermingled debauchery made the sound so lewd that my cock kicked inside of her.
Her eyes rolled back.
“Do that again,” she moaned as she lifted herself back up.
The pressure of her nails on my chest made my hands grip her hips even tighter. I bucked up against her, meeting her thrust for thrust until she bounced those sweet little tits of hers in my face. I reached my mouth up just enough to draw one in between my teeth, the tip of my tongue flicking over it quickly.
She went from dropping down my cock to grinding against it.
“That’s it,” I growled against the mound of her breast, “take what you want. Take what’s yours. Goddamn it, Elizabeth, no woman should be this tight. So unused. I’ll change that.”
“Change it all,” she moaned.
My bed was going to be soaked. I’d have to bring in an industrial fan in order to dry out my fucking mattress. But I didn’t care. Her walls pulsed around me, and her fingernails carved crescent pathways against the skin of my chest. I’d never seen a woman so feral. So wild.
So breathtaking.
But then, her rhythm faltered. I felt her walls collapsing, gripping me and releasing. Gripping me and releasing. Readying the two of us to fall over the edge. I wasn’t there, though. Not yet.
And I wanted to be.
“Damn it, come on,” she whimpered as her tempo slowed down. “So close. Almost there. Just?—”
