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“Amazing,” I finish as my hand goes to the middle of my legs. I’ve never been this wet before. I’m at the point where if he doesn’t take care of me, I’m just going to do it myself.
“You know what’s amazing?” he asks, getting up and tossing his shorts to the side. His cock is still hard, and I want him to just slam it into me. “You.”
“Show me,” I tell him, putting one hand behind my head.
“Oh, you can bet your ass I will.” He grabs the side of my thong on both sides, and it’s no match for him. “Fuck.” His eyes look down as his finger comes to touch the landing patch I have in the middle. He lies on his stomach, his face right there, as his fingers move to my clit. “All day,” he says, as his finger goes in a little circle, “I’ve wondered how you would taste.” His tongue comes out to flick my clit, then his finger continues going around and around. My hips move up on their own. “You taste like heaven,” he declares, his finger moving down through my slit. “Wet.” He slips in two fingers without stopping. I can’t help but moan and close my eyes, my legs spreading even more. “All day.” He sucks my clit into his mouth while his fingers move in and out. “I thought about spreading you open and tasting you.”
“Yes.” I thrust up to meet his fingers.
“Sitting on the bench downstairs, I pictured pulling your suit to the side and just burying my face,” he continues, his fingers moving faster.
“You should have. I was so wet.” He nibbles on my clit, and one hand moves over my nipples. “In the shower,” I admit to him, “I fingered myself thinking of you.”
“Next time, I’m going to watch.”
“Yes,” I say before he bites down on my clit hard, making me yelp. “Harder,” I say, needing to come again, knowing that it’s right there. “Make me come, and then I’m going to need you to fuck me.” I pinch my nipples, my whole body feeling like it’s going to explode. I’m about to come when his fingers slip out of me, and I almost cry out.
“I’m going to fuck you on your back.” He grabs hold of his cock in his hand and then rubs it through my slit. Slamming it into me until he is balls deep, we both moan. My pussy convulses around his cock, making him hiss out my name, “Vivienne.”
“If you aren’t going to move that cock in and out of me”—I move my hips up—“then lie back and let me ride it.”
“Oh, you’re going to ride it.” He pulls his cock out of me and slams into me over and over again. “After I take you on your hands and knees.” My eyes roll back in my head, his thrusts never fucking stopping. My toes curl as my stomach gets tight, and I can feel myself coming. “Pussy is getting tighter,” he announces, and all I can hear now is the sound of our flesh slapping together. “Going to need you to…” He pulls out of me, and my eyes open in time to see him grab my hips and turn me over. He pulls my hips up as he slams into me. I arch my back and get lower on my arms, trying to get him to go even deeper.
“Harder,” I throw over my shoulder as one of my hands finds my clit. “Faster,” I urge as my finger strums my clit, and he pounds into me. Nothing about this is soft and slow. It’s all about getting him deeper into me. His hands grip my hips as I finally come. “Yes,” I moan. At the same time, he plants himself all the way in me, and I feel him getting bigger right before he comes.
I squeeze my pussy over his cock until his chest collapses on my back, turning us both on our side, his cock still buried inside me. “Holy shit,” he swears as he tries to get his breathing back. His chest is pressed against my back, and both of us have a sheen of sweat on us. “Are you okay?” he asks, and I look over my shoulder at him.
I push my back onto his front, making him fall from his side to his back. “I’m not okay,” I reply as I lie on top of him, and my hand goes to grab his cock so I can ride it. “I want to come a couple more times.” I put my feet on the sides of his hips, moving up and down on his cock. His hands grab my hips, and I look over at him. “Can you help me?” I ask before I slide my tongue into his mouth. I ride him as one of his hands pinches my nipple while the other hand moves to play with my clit. “Yes,” I call out, coming in a matter of seconds. By the time I’m finished riding him, I’ve come three times before he comes in me again.
I finally roll off him, and even if I wanted to, I don’t think I would be able to move. “Where are you going?” he asks. “I’m not done with you yet.” I look over my shoulder and see his cock is still hard. “Time to fuck you under the stars.”
Instead of asking him for a minute, I turn on my back and open my legs for him. “This time, do it nice and slow.”
CHAPTER24
XAVIER
Sittingon the bench watching the sunrise while she rides my cock is the best thing I’ve ever done. We spent half the night fucking outside and the other half fucking inside until the alarm rang. I was going to sleep through it, but her mouth was on my cock, so I was up and ready to go. We walked outside after I came in her mouth with a cup of coffee in our hands.
She was wearing just one of my T-shirts while I was wearing a pair of shorts. She sat next to me in the front of the boat. One thing led to another, and she was sitting on the table while I ate her out, right before she sank onto my cock where she rides me now. The T-shirt is pulled off over her head as I suck her nipple. I let her do the work and only come when she’s come twice. “I think I’m addicted,” she declares as she tries to get her breathing under control.
I kiss her shoulder. “To what?”
“Your dick.” She laughs as she pulls herself off me. “I’ll be right back.” She puts the shirt back on her, walking away from me.
I tuck myself in as she walks away and comes back two minutes later, bringing the apple pie with her. “You okay?” I ask as she sits next to me, nodding her head.
“Figured you needed some sugar.” She kisses under my jaw.
“I got my sugar,” I inform her, “right on this table.” She laughs.
“Um, we had sex,” I say, grabbing a piece of apple pie.
“Was that what we did?” she jokes with me.
“We didn’t really use protection,” I remind her, and a burning forms in my stomach, thinking how irresponsible I was. “I should have stopped it.” I shake my head, not ready to look into her eyes.
“Hey.” She nudges me and puts her finger under my chin. “I could have stopped it also.” She smirks. “I have an IUD, and I haven’t had sex in a while.”