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you’re doing at the moment, rather than what you’re saying ,” I rasped. I
wanted more than anything for him to keep doing that sexy move, his dick plunging even further within
me.
His hands came to grip my thighs, jerking me back against his thrusts. He drew in a ragged breath.
“I would have thought you would have appreciated my sincere words about your hot, incredibly tight
pussy.”
My fingers tried to wrap even further into the tightly woven fibers of the limo carpet. I felt myself
already careening towards the edge again. Even though I would never admit it to AJ, he really was a
sex god. It usually took me a long time to come through penetration, and here he was barely five
thrusts in, and I was starting to feel the tell-tale fluttering. Just as I prepared to let go and give into the
intense orgasm that awaited me, AJ withdrew all the way. “W-wait, w-hat are—”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Seriously?” I huffed in a frustrated pant.
“Umm, hmm,” he murmured, as one of his hands left my thigh to dip between my legs, grazing my
clit. Wiggling my ass, I hoped to somehow slide him back inside me. I could feel his hot, wet tip only
inches from my entrance. But AJ anticipated me and eased back, teasingly stalling my pleasure as he
waited for my response.
Panting, I fought to catch my breath. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I replied, “I thought it was
the chick who was the cock-tease, not the dude?”
He chuckled. “Maybe. And then maybe I’m trying to drive home the fact that I’m in control here—
I’m the one who can make you come or make you beg for more.”
When he continued to pause at my opening, I growled in sexual frustration. Oh, I was going to make
him pay for this little machismo act later. “Thank you so very, very much, AJ, for your compliment
about my…how did you say it? ‘Incredibly hot, tight pussy’?”
“That’s right.” He rewarded me by sliding the tip of his cock inside me, and I shivered in
anticipation.
“Okay, now can we cease the talking and just screw, please? I mean, my knees are starting to go
numb here.”
AJ grinned. “I thought every woman loved a little dirty talk.”
“Yeah, well, here’s the deal. I’ve never really had a guy take the time to compliment my alleged
‘hot and tight pussy’. I’ve sorta only read shit like that in romance novels.”
Massaging the exposed globe of one of my ass cheeks, AJ shook his head. “Then that’s a pity. More
men should have told you how amazing you feel when thrusting balls deep into your tight walls.”
“Oh Jesus,” I muttered as his words started to have the same effect his actions did.
He smacked my ass cheek, and it sent a tingle up my spine. “You need to know it’s like you’re
made to fit my dick, and I could practically come just staying still inside you.” And with that, he
pounded into me so hard I skidded forward. After three more deliciously jarring thrusts, I came with a
loud shout. But as my pleasure started to fade, my knees screamed in pain from the carpet burns AJ’s
thrusts were causing. I had to get up, or I was going to look like I’d been in a bicycle accident. It was
a hell of a way to kill a third orgasm buzz.
Craning my neck, I momentarily forgot my train of thought at the mere sight of AJ’s sex-hazed face.
Beads of sweat trickled down his tan cheeks, while his eyelids fluttered shut in ecstasy. His perfect
white teeth nibbled his plump bottom lip as he concentrated on thrusting in and out of me. But when I
felt more stinging, I gasped, “AJ, wait.”
His dark eyes flew open, and concern quickly caused the desire to evaporate from them. “What’s
wrong? Was I too rough?”
“No, it’s just we gotta change positions. I’m getting carpet burns.”
“Oh shit, I’m sorry.”
I giggled. “It’s not your fault. I’d say it’s more of a sexual hazard from screwing on a limo floor.”
AJ grinned as he pulled out of
wanted more than anything for him to keep doing that sexy move, his dick plunging even further within
me.
His hands came to grip my thighs, jerking me back against his thrusts. He drew in a ragged breath.
“I would have thought you would have appreciated my sincere words about your hot, incredibly tight
pussy.”
My fingers tried to wrap even further into the tightly woven fibers of the limo carpet. I felt myself
already careening towards the edge again. Even though I would never admit it to AJ, he really was a
sex god. It usually took me a long time to come through penetration, and here he was barely five
thrusts in, and I was starting to feel the tell-tale fluttering. Just as I prepared to let go and give into the
intense orgasm that awaited me, AJ withdrew all the way. “W-wait, w-hat are—”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Seriously?” I huffed in a frustrated pant.
“Umm, hmm,” he murmured, as one of his hands left my thigh to dip between my legs, grazing my
clit. Wiggling my ass, I hoped to somehow slide him back inside me. I could feel his hot, wet tip only
inches from my entrance. But AJ anticipated me and eased back, teasingly stalling my pleasure as he
waited for my response.
Panting, I fought to catch my breath. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I replied, “I thought it was
the chick who was the cock-tease, not the dude?”
He chuckled. “Maybe. And then maybe I’m trying to drive home the fact that I’m in control here—
I’m the one who can make you come or make you beg for more.”
When he continued to pause at my opening, I growled in sexual frustration. Oh, I was going to make
him pay for this little machismo act later. “Thank you so very, very much, AJ, for your compliment
about my…how did you say it? ‘Incredibly hot, tight pussy’?”
“That’s right.” He rewarded me by sliding the tip of his cock inside me, and I shivered in
anticipation.
“Okay, now can we cease the talking and just screw, please? I mean, my knees are starting to go
numb here.”
AJ grinned. “I thought every woman loved a little dirty talk.”
“Yeah, well, here’s the deal. I’ve never really had a guy take the time to compliment my alleged
‘hot and tight pussy’. I’ve sorta only read shit like that in romance novels.”
Massaging the exposed globe of one of my ass cheeks, AJ shook his head. “Then that’s a pity. More
men should have told you how amazing you feel when thrusting balls deep into your tight walls.”
“Oh Jesus,” I muttered as his words started to have the same effect his actions did.
He smacked my ass cheek, and it sent a tingle up my spine. “You need to know it’s like you’re
made to fit my dick, and I could practically come just staying still inside you.” And with that, he
pounded into me so hard I skidded forward. After three more deliciously jarring thrusts, I came with a
loud shout. But as my pleasure started to fade, my knees screamed in pain from the carpet burns AJ’s
thrusts were causing. I had to get up, or I was going to look like I’d been in a bicycle accident. It was
a hell of a way to kill a third orgasm buzz.
Craning my neck, I momentarily forgot my train of thought at the mere sight of AJ’s sex-hazed face.
Beads of sweat trickled down his tan cheeks, while his eyelids fluttered shut in ecstasy. His perfect
white teeth nibbled his plump bottom lip as he concentrated on thrusting in and out of me. But when I
felt more stinging, I gasped, “AJ, wait.”
His dark eyes flew open, and concern quickly caused the desire to evaporate from them. “What’s
wrong? Was I too rough?”
“No, it’s just we gotta change positions. I’m getting carpet burns.”
“Oh shit, I’m sorry.”
I giggled. “It’s not your fault. I’d say it’s more of a sexual hazard from screwing on a limo floor.”
AJ grinned as he pulled out of
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