My eyebrows shot up. This man was packing some serious heat.
Could it be twelve inches?
“Want to take it for a ride?” Chris purred as I pushed down the silky boxer briefs.
He kissed me as he pushed down my soaking panties. His hand found my clit, stroking it. Soon, he had me panting against him, my hips rolling up against his hand so that I could grind myself against him. If he kept up like this, I was going to come.
That seemed to be his game plan, and normally I would be all for it… except now that I had seen it, I wanted his cock.
“Come on, Chris,” I groaned, coming close, but not quite begging. “I want you inside me.”
“Yeah?” His eyes were dark. He was getting off on making me get off, damn him. “You want it?”
I locked eyes with him. “Give it to me.”
His mouth parted, probably to snark something back, but I was done asking nicely. Shoving him up so he sat back on his heels, I scrambled after him, straddling his lap.
Chris huffed a laugh, but he was a bright man. He knew what I wanted and that it would be a bad idea to deny me. One arm went around my waist. His other hand slipped between us to roll on the condom. Then he gripped his dick and guided himself in.
I closed my eyes as the blunt head pressed in. It had been too long since my pussy had been stretched this good.
I let out a low moan, sinking on him and savoring every thick inch.
I was so distracted I barely felt the bunch of his muscles under me. His hands cupped my ass. That was the only warning I got before the world spun and I found myself on my back again. Chris, between my legs, thrust inside me, hitting home.
I raked nails down his shoulders, seeing stars.
“You’re so hot,” Chris grunted, punctuating each word in a short, sharp movement. “So hot and tight for me.”
I scrabbled for a second, trying to get my bearings. But, surprise, surprise, Chris knew his way inside a woman’s body as well as out. Within a few moments, he had found my G-spot and was stroking it like a champ.
I gasped.
As he pounded my pussy like it owed him money, his free hand came up to cup my breast, kneading the sensitive flesh there. All I could do was move with him and hold on—or try to. Pleasure washed up inside me in waves, and I couldn’t hold back anymore.
I came crying out his name, riding waves of ecstasy as I clenched hard on the cock inside me.
He grunted, and then let out a shuddering breath as he reached his climax as well.
We came down slowly together, breathing hard.
I was pleased to say that my inner sex goddess was sated.
Well, good for her.
The couch was nice. I felt myself drift off then strong arms picked me up and carried me to bed.
It wasn’t until the lights went off that the cold reality hit me: Chris was going to wake up the next morning and hate me for ruining the annulment.
38
Chris
For the first time in a long time, I woke up before my alarm.
Grace lay next to me on her back, her huge perfect round tits rising and falling. I leaned over and flicked my tongue out to tease a nipple.
She murmured, her head lolling to one side. I leaned down to put my mouth on one of her perfect tits, sucking and lightly rolling the pebble-hard nipple in my mouth.
