Page 97 of One Bossy Date
“I’m going to come soon again,” I whisper-moaned. It felt so good to be filled by him, I couldn’t hold it any longer.
“I’ll let you come in a sec, just hold on a little.”
“Please…yes…”
“Yeah, beg me, baby.”
“Anders…please…I can’t hold it.”
He slid his hand inside my folds and started brushing against my clit. “Come for me, baby.”
“Yes…yes…yes,” I cried out, feeling the blazing reaction deep within me. It built and morphed into an explosion of ecstasy, forcing my body to arch beneath him and tighten my legs around his hips. I heard his responding roar as he lost control and pounded into me. “Anders.” My inner walls clenched around his thick shaft as I exploded, my juices flooding between us, slickening him up and creating the most electrifying sensation I’d ever felt.
“Fuck, baby.” Anders’s voice was gruff and dangerous in my ear. “I love when you come on my cock.”
I lay beneath him, my chest heaving and my breath hot against his neck.
My climax sucked all the life out of me, and my limbs dropped to the bed. Anders lifted himself up and settled onto his knees between my legs, taking my body with him. My thighs hung over his, and he lifted my ass up, changing the angle at which he was penetrating me.
“Jesus,” he growled. “You feel so perfect.” He added action to his words, holding my ass and grinding his hips like a dancer, no longer just pushing back and forth but rather dancing with me, using my body to create the most spectacular fervency between us.
“Oh, God! Holyshit.” I exploded again, faster than ever before.
It was the angle he had my pelvis, plunging into me and pressing against my lower belly, creating bursts of intense fire within me.
“Aah,fuck.” Anders held on with a death grip as he started to come, pumping into me and destroying my body with his own.
When the tension in his neck and limbs subsided, I felt his dick throbbing inside me, and he released his breath. I was completely spent, letting my legs fall to the bed when he lowered my body back down. He got up and disappeared to the bathroom for only a moment to dispose of the condom, and then returned, flopping down next to me.
I rolled to my side, facing him, still panting.
He met my gaze and lifted his arm above me, allowing me to scoot closer and settle my head onto his chest, while he wrapped his arm around my neck and held my shoulder.
Anders let out a long, calming breath. “Jesus Christ, Zoe. How is sex so fucking amazing with you?”
I chuckled. “I don’t know…I was wondering the same about you.”
“Maybe it’s the forbidden nature of it.”
“Could be. Or the size of your dick,” I said blearily, and Anders’s body shook with his responding laugh.
“No, it’s the sexiness of your body. It’s your fault. A hundred percent.”
He shifted his body to face mine, my giggling head on his bicep and our legs intertwined.
His finger ran down over my hip, over my curves.
The silence that settled between us, along with the calming strokes of his fingers over my skin sent me into a deep sleep.
This was heaven. I knew it.
* * *
When I awoke, it was the middle of the night. I stretched my legs out and turned over in bed to realize that Anders was still beside me. A happy feeling took me over, forcing a smile onto my face. He was still here.Something about that was sweet, heartwarming, but also so incredibly dangerous.
I lay awake, sleepy, but deep in thought.
It was bittersweet, because as I’d realized last night, I was falling for him. Falling fast and hard, while he was planning his escape to another country.