another break?”
She did a half-moan and laugh. “You’re sooo wrong.”
He chuckled. “All right. If you think that you can handle it.” He thrust up his hips, but his cockiness dissipated when her slippery walls tightened around him. Inch by glorious inch, he experienced something akin to a nuclear meltdown. Beads of sweat broke out along his hairline, his chest muscles constricted around his heart, his legs turned to rubber and his toes curled so tight that he was almost certain that they were digging into the hardwood floor.
“D-daaaamnn.”
For Leigh, she was sure that she was losing her mind. There was just something exquisite about the way he felt inside of her. Earlier, she thought that maybe it was the adventure of being outside and the danger of them being caught or seen. But now she knew that the extraordinary pleasure was all him. He was the sole reason her body was behaving the way it did. He elicited the bad girl inside of her.
She absolutely loved it—even if it was only for one night.
Just when she thought that she was filled beyond capacity, her sex daddy started stroking—slow, but deep. Her mind spun like a pinwheel as every emotion rippled through her like a tidal wave. Her fingers dug into the throw pillows on the couch, and when that didn’t help, she dropped her head and bit into one.
“Awww, damn. You’re so tight,” he gasped raggedly.
It was the first hint for her that she was having the same effect on him that he was on her. With her teeth ready to tear the pillow fabric, she mustered the strength to start thrusting back on him.
From his reaction, she knew it had thrown him—jacked up his rhythm and control. His hands gripped her hips, but if he thought that was going to stop her, then he had another thing coming. She rocked harder—faster. His gasping for air made him sound like a child’s choo-choo train. She didn’t care that the hard slaps against his pelvis and thighs was intensifying the burning pain in her bottom. She was just enjoying the power too much.
Finally, she pulled her teeth from the pillow and indeed a pile of cotton burst from the seams. She was far from caring. Leigh craned her neck over her shoulder and watched his twisted expressions. Before she could revel in her victory, three orgasms took her by surprise, detonating in quick succession.
She cried out and tears raced from the corners of her eyes. Her legs liquefied and threatened to collapse. Then suddenly, he stopped.
“Stand up.”
Leigh blinked. She wasn’t sure that she had heard him correctly.
“C’mon.” He slapped her on the ass.
She backed up so that she could stretch her legs off the edge of the couch and plant them on the floor, all the while keeping their bodies connected. Once she’d completed that task, her lover barked out another order.
“Grab your ankles.”
Leigh’s belly fluttered as excitement coursed up her spine.
“C’mon. hurry up.” Smack.
Leigh dipped her upper body all the way over and grabbed her ankles.
The stroking resumed and what Leigh got were deeper and whole lot more intense sensations ripping through her. If it weren’t for the fact that his hands were locked around her hips to anchor her in place, she would have crashed against the hard floor just from the pleasure of it all.
Soon, every nerve ending exploded like Fourth-of-July fireworks and God only knew what the jumble of words that tumbled out of her mouth meant. As for the man behind her, his moans and groans had long stopped sounding human. She was nearing something like her sixth orgasm when he exploded and howled toward the ceiling. Slowly he stepped back and disconnected their bodies.
Leigh stood up, but then quickly dropped to the floor because all the blood had rushed to her head.
“Whoa,” her Big Daddy chuckled and rushed over to help. “Are you all right?”
“I’m fine. I’m fine,” she panted. In truth, her limbs had returned to their wet-noodle stage. “I
She did a half-moan and laugh. “You’re sooo wrong.”
He chuckled. “All right. If you think that you can handle it.” He thrust up his hips, but his cockiness dissipated when her slippery walls tightened around him. Inch by glorious inch, he experienced something akin to a nuclear meltdown. Beads of sweat broke out along his hairline, his chest muscles constricted around his heart, his legs turned to rubber and his toes curled so tight that he was almost certain that they were digging into the hardwood floor.
“D-daaaamnn.”
For Leigh, she was sure that she was losing her mind. There was just something exquisite about the way he felt inside of her. Earlier, she thought that maybe it was the adventure of being outside and the danger of them being caught or seen. But now she knew that the extraordinary pleasure was all him. He was the sole reason her body was behaving the way it did. He elicited the bad girl inside of her.
She absolutely loved it—even if it was only for one night.
Just when she thought that she was filled beyond capacity, her sex daddy started stroking—slow, but deep. Her mind spun like a pinwheel as every emotion rippled through her like a tidal wave. Her fingers dug into the throw pillows on the couch, and when that didn’t help, she dropped her head and bit into one.
“Awww, damn. You’re so tight,” he gasped raggedly.
It was the first hint for her that she was having the same effect on him that he was on her. With her teeth ready to tear the pillow fabric, she mustered the strength to start thrusting back on him.
From his reaction, she knew it had thrown him—jacked up his rhythm and control. His hands gripped her hips, but if he thought that was going to stop her, then he had another thing coming. She rocked harder—faster. His gasping for air made him sound like a child’s choo-choo train. She didn’t care that the hard slaps against his pelvis and thighs was intensifying the burning pain in her bottom. She was just enjoying the power too much.
Finally, she pulled her teeth from the pillow and indeed a pile of cotton burst from the seams. She was far from caring. Leigh craned her neck over her shoulder and watched his twisted expressions. Before she could revel in her victory, three orgasms took her by surprise, detonating in quick succession.
She cried out and tears raced from the corners of her eyes. Her legs liquefied and threatened to collapse. Then suddenly, he stopped.
“Stand up.”
Leigh blinked. She wasn’t sure that she had heard him correctly.
“C’mon.” He slapped her on the ass.
She backed up so that she could stretch her legs off the edge of the couch and plant them on the floor, all the while keeping their bodies connected. Once she’d completed that task, her lover barked out another order.
“Grab your ankles.”
Leigh’s belly fluttered as excitement coursed up her spine.
“C’mon. hurry up.” Smack.
Leigh dipped her upper body all the way over and grabbed her ankles.
The stroking resumed and what Leigh got were deeper and whole lot more intense sensations ripping through her. If it weren’t for the fact that his hands were locked around her hips to anchor her in place, she would have crashed against the hard floor just from the pleasure of it all.
Soon, every nerve ending exploded like Fourth-of-July fireworks and God only knew what the jumble of words that tumbled out of her mouth meant. As for the man behind her, his moans and groans had long stopped sounding human. She was nearing something like her sixth orgasm when he exploded and howled toward the ceiling. Slowly he stepped back and disconnected their bodies.
Leigh stood up, but then quickly dropped to the floor because all the blood had rushed to her head.
“Whoa,” her Big Daddy chuckled and rushed over to help. “Are you all right?”
“I’m fine. I’m fine,” she panted. In truth, her limbs had returned to their wet-noodle stage. “I
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