He pauses his tempo when it detonates inside of me, my body vibrating, and he waits just so he can feel my walls spasmingaround him throughout my orgasm, then proceeds to annihilate my asshole, twisting and curling his finger, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't fucking loving every second of it.
As soon as I've recovered from my incredible high, he pushes me onto my front, straddles my thighs, and starts pounding his dick inside my soaking pussy until it's his turn to come, at which point he digs into me deeply and places his forehead against my shoulder while growling.
I feel him empty himself inside of me, his big cock expanding and twitching, then he gives a couple more slow thrusts and withdraws himself completely from each of my holes. He flops down onto the bed beside me, breathing heavily, and I turn onto my side to join him. He slips his arm beneath my neck, pulling me in closer before placing his lips on the side of my head. After some silence, I decide to talk to him about what happened last night.
“Chaos about last night—”
His eyes dart to mine when I turn my head, causing me to halt, but after a brief pause, I sigh and proceed gently.
“I don't want you to think I'm some little whore who wants to fuck all your friends.”
He quirks an eyebrow and his eyes scan my entire face before he elevates his chin, responding expressionlessly.
“You think that exploring your sexual desires makes you a fucking whore?”
He leans on his elbow and looks down at me.
“It's just a bit of fun, Char. You didn't do anything wrong.”
My eyes soften somewhat, and I begin to relax from his calm demeanor.
“Never pretend to be someone you're fucking not to please others. Most girls want to experience that at least once in their lives, but they don't act on their fantasies for fear of being judged by some jealous motherfuck. If you liked it, which I'm pretty certain you fucking did, considering you came twice over, don't ever regret a thing.”
Before responding gently, I give him an uneasy smile.
“I think that's what I'm worried about your crew judging me.”
He glances around my face taking in his words, his jaw tense before he presses his lips firmly against mine and murmurs.
“No one knows anything about my private fucking business.”
He kisses my lips forcefully and smiles devilishly as he draws back.
“Don’t worry, it'll be our dirty little secret.”
I laugh and shake my head until he receives a text on his phone, the chime echoing through the vast space. He leans back and reaches for the bedside table, lifting it before peering at the screen between us. He groans and tosses it onto the bed once he's through reading it.
“You okay?”
He sits up and rubs his stubble with his palm before giving me the side eye.
“So much for my fucking weekend break.”
I prop myself up on my elbows.
.
“You're leaving?”
He sighs and stands from the bed before turning and peering down at me.
“They can fuck off until later. I'll be staying here for the day; they can go fuck themselves.”
I'm guessing he's talking about his agent or something and when I think about it, his life must be chaotic, which must be daunting and exhausting.
His dark eyes skim down my naked body before locking on mine, and he kneels on the bed, reaches over, grabs the small of my waist, and yanks me towards him, forcing me to squeal. He then slips his strong arm around the bottom of my back with a big smile before effortlessly lifting me off the bed.
As I securely encircle my arms and legs around him, he squeezes and smacks each of my ass cheeks with a growl in his throat while taking me towards the ensuite.
