can manage that." With that, he grabbed hold of her and spun her around to face the table then ran his hand up her spine, bending her over the edge.
Erin gripped the edges of the table as Justin’s hands came around the front of her to latch on to her breasts. He leaned forward, pressing his erect penis against her bottom, and ran his tongue up the length of her spine. She looked down and watched his hands massage her breasts and grew more excited. She was going to do this, give him total control. Show herself that she was every bit as adventurous sexually as that woman Adam had been boinking.
Justin shifted his right hand away from her breast as he nudged her legs apart with his thigh. And then his fingers were stroking her folds, preparing her for his entry. When his fingers slipped inside her, she moaned in pleasure.
"You think that’s good, just wait," he said.
"I don’t want to wait."
But he made her, driving her half mad with his thumb and fingers. He leaned forward, pressing his naked chest to her as he kissed her neck. "How do you want this, Erin?"
That part of her that had blazed to life in the shower made a reappearance. She knew that to burn the image of Adam and that woman away forever, to be done once and all with that betrayal, she needed to not hold back. "Like the shower," she said again.
"You want me to fuck you from behind? Fuck you hard and fast?"
His words, the growl of them made her go really, really wet. "Yes."
Justin grabbed the side of her hips and rammed his length into her, pulled out, and rammed in again. "Tell me what you want."
"Again."
Erin gripped the table tighter as Justin pistoned in and out of her.
"Tell me," he breathed.
"Take me, fuck me. Harder, harder, harder." Her breath started coming as fast has Justin’s thrusts, and she spread her legs wider. Oh, she liked this. She really, really liked this. In between breaths, she kept saying the words over and over, telling him to fuck her. She’d never used the word so much in her life, but it fit. And she never wanted this feeling of mind-blowing passion to ever end. She wanted to come and keep on going.
"You’re so wet, so warm," Justin breathed out as he continued to thrust into her.
Neither of them held back the moans and grunts of pleasure. They were no more than rutting animals, and Erin couldn’t believe how awesome it felt. How freeing. Her center started tightening around him, and Justin moaned again in response.
"I’m coming," he said, and it sounded like he was gritting his teeth. He pumped faster and faster until he spilled his hot, wet orgasm into her.
She felt her own orgasm building. "Keep going," she said, an urgent plea.
Even though he was spent, he complied, slipping in and out of her soaking-wet core.
"Yes," she said. Then louder as the orgasm got closer with each stroke, "Yes, yes, yes!" She came in a massive shudder as she rammed herself back against him.
She collapsed against the table and he on top of her. "I may never have sex the normal way again," she said.
He laughed against her back. "I told you that you’d like it."
She liked it so much that they spent the entire day naked and fucking on just about every surface in the cabin. With her bent over the end of the couch, her sitting facing him on a dining room chair, even sitting on the edge of the front porch with the warm sun beating down on them. By the time night fell again and they took a quick shower, she was stunned that Justin had enough strength to carry her to bed because she was absolute toast.
Once they were curled together beneath the covers, Erin placed her palm against his chest, feeling the thump of his heartbeat. "Thank you."
"For keeping you naked and busy all day?"
"Yes, but it’s more than that. I’ve never felt so free in my life. I feel like I’ve broken through some sort of shell I never knew was there." She smiled. "I feel like I could do anything now, and that I just might." And she didn’t just mean sex.
Erin gripped the edges of the table as Justin’s hands came around the front of her to latch on to her breasts. He leaned forward, pressing his erect penis against her bottom, and ran his tongue up the length of her spine. She looked down and watched his hands massage her breasts and grew more excited. She was going to do this, give him total control. Show herself that she was every bit as adventurous sexually as that woman Adam had been boinking.
Justin shifted his right hand away from her breast as he nudged her legs apart with his thigh. And then his fingers were stroking her folds, preparing her for his entry. When his fingers slipped inside her, she moaned in pleasure.
"You think that’s good, just wait," he said.
"I don’t want to wait."
But he made her, driving her half mad with his thumb and fingers. He leaned forward, pressing his naked chest to her as he kissed her neck. "How do you want this, Erin?"
That part of her that had blazed to life in the shower made a reappearance. She knew that to burn the image of Adam and that woman away forever, to be done once and all with that betrayal, she needed to not hold back. "Like the shower," she said again.
"You want me to fuck you from behind? Fuck you hard and fast?"
His words, the growl of them made her go really, really wet. "Yes."
Justin grabbed the side of her hips and rammed his length into her, pulled out, and rammed in again. "Tell me what you want."
"Again."
Erin gripped the table tighter as Justin pistoned in and out of her.
"Tell me," he breathed.
"Take me, fuck me. Harder, harder, harder." Her breath started coming as fast has Justin’s thrusts, and she spread her legs wider. Oh, she liked this. She really, really liked this. In between breaths, she kept saying the words over and over, telling him to fuck her. She’d never used the word so much in her life, but it fit. And she never wanted this feeling of mind-blowing passion to ever end. She wanted to come and keep on going.
"You’re so wet, so warm," Justin breathed out as he continued to thrust into her.
Neither of them held back the moans and grunts of pleasure. They were no more than rutting animals, and Erin couldn’t believe how awesome it felt. How freeing. Her center started tightening around him, and Justin moaned again in response.
"I’m coming," he said, and it sounded like he was gritting his teeth. He pumped faster and faster until he spilled his hot, wet orgasm into her.
She felt her own orgasm building. "Keep going," she said, an urgent plea.
Even though he was spent, he complied, slipping in and out of her soaking-wet core.
"Yes," she said. Then louder as the orgasm got closer with each stroke, "Yes, yes, yes!" She came in a massive shudder as she rammed herself back against him.
She collapsed against the table and he on top of her. "I may never have sex the normal way again," she said.
He laughed against her back. "I told you that you’d like it."
She liked it so much that they spent the entire day naked and fucking on just about every surface in the cabin. With her bent over the end of the couch, her sitting facing him on a dining room chair, even sitting on the edge of the front porch with the warm sun beating down on them. By the time night fell again and they took a quick shower, she was stunned that Justin had enough strength to carry her to bed because she was absolute toast.
Once they were curled together beneath the covers, Erin placed her palm against his chest, feeling the thump of his heartbeat. "Thank you."
"For keeping you naked and busy all day?"
"Yes, but it’s more than that. I’ve never felt so free in my life. I feel like I’ve broken through some sort of shell I never knew was there." She smiled. "I feel like I could do anything now, and that I just might." And she didn’t just mean sex.
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