Top Dog

He pounds me harder, faster, determined to make me scream.

I shout his name again as I come, all the while with him ramming me. He doesn’t stop or slow down and I continue to quake, now even harder. My body tightens even more as I let out a primal scream, coming a second time.

“Yeah, baby,” he praises, “That’s my girl.”

But Hugh doesn’t slow down. I expect him to come by now too, but he’s still revving hard. I can’t seem to open my eyes and I feel like I could vanish in this very moment. Hugh pounds away, his hands tight on my ass, and even though my eyes are closed, everything becomes extremely bright inside of my head as my body bucks, almost rejecting his cock, almost trying to escape him. I have no control over any of it, not even my scream, as I come a third time.

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR: HUGH MADDOX

This woman is unbelievable. I love pushing her to her limits. And this is only the beginning. She quivers atop my cock, her entire body going limp as she catches her breath. She falls against my chest and for a moment I wonder if she’s gone unconscious until I hear her let out a tiny moan. I run my fingers up her spine and she gasps.

“That looked amazing,” I say to my little rag doll.

“Mmmm,” she replies, running her hands down my back. “What did you do to me?”

“We’re not done yet,” I whisper hot and wet into her ear. It sends a chill up her spine yet she relaxes into me even more.

“I don’t know if I can keep up,” she mumbles.

Ever so slowly, I begin to move in and out of her again. She lets out another little moan that tells me she can indeed keep up. I cradle her ass in my hands, fucking her ever so gently as her grip on me tightens. She works her hands into my hair and begins kissing my ear. When I feel her tongue slip into my ear I know she’s ready for more. And I give it to her.

Sam throws her head back and moans. She looks so good — beyond belief. I don’t know how much more I can take. It feels as though I’ll never be able to get enough of her. And based on her multiple orgasms, I think the feeling might be mutual.

With my hands on her ass, I go deeper, and harder into her. I could let myself go easily and finish now. But she’s tightening around me in a way that suggests she could go again.

And I want to give it to her.

I whisper into her ear, “Come for me, baby.”

She whimpers, her body making all of the decisions for her.

I slip just the tip of my pinky into her ass and she tightens around all of me, letting out a gasp. I continue moving in and out of her as her body gives in. I slide just a little more of my finger into her and she lets out an entirely new moan.

“Yesss,” she hisses into my ear. “Yesssss…”

This woman is a masterpiece. She gasps and quivers and I know it’s coming. I get so aroused by her groaning that I’m dying for release. She cries out for more and I put my finger all the way inside of her. And that’s all it took.

Sam bucks wildly, climaxing for the fourth time. And now it’s my turn too.

I give it all to her, our screams mingling throughout the forest as we come together.

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE: SAM WASHINGTON

I’m not sure how long we are there in the water, enmeshed, giving ourselves to each other, healing our pasts. But when we finish it feels almost like a post-coital resurrection. Hugh wraps his arms around me and squeezes me so tightly that any more would be uncomfortable.

But it’s perfect.

“You’re perfect,” I say, raising my head to look into his eyes.

“We’re perfect,” he replies, kissing me gently and sighing. “But I have some bad news.”

“Great. Okay, give it to me.”

“It’s much colder getting out than it was getting in.”

“Then let’s stay a little longer.” As I lay my head against his chest.

“So, what did you mean about there being no going back.”