“God fucking damn! DAMMIT, CHASE! DAMMIT! FUCK FUCK FUCK!” I exclaim as I continue to squirt. My fluids gush from my pussy in a seemingly endless stream?slick and sticky and sweet.
As I finally come down from my orgasm’s peak, Chase is grunting and flexing hard and holding onto me tight.
“Come inside me!” I order him. “I need your cum in my fucking womb!”
He looks into my eyes and smiles as he shoots his cum into my inviting cunt. As it fills me, I moan for him and bite my lip. His load is so overwhelming that my tight pussy can’t fit it all in, and I start gushing his cum out with my own.
When he finishes, he lays back, fucking spent. I brace myself as I pull my pussy off of him. Cum leaks out immediately.
“I love you, Kara,” Chase moans, and I don’t even think it’s just the orgasm talking. I think he actually fucking means it. “Fucking love you.”
I dip two fingers down to my cunt and scoop up a decadent wad of his cum. I shove it onto my tongue and smile.
“Fucking love you, too, Chase,” I say back, shuddering at the taste of his pure, creamy cum.
“Well, there you go, you little sexy bitch,” he growls. “Are you satisfied?”
“I could always have more,” I respond playfully. “But I’m ready to finish our workout first.”
“Good,” he says. “Good girl.”
He reaches out for me and pulls me back down onto the ground with him. Our lips meet in a kiss that makes it all feel real.
“You made a mess of my fucking cock, you know,” he says, a wild glint in his eye. “Why don’t you start with some blowjob push-ups. Clean me up.”
I lick my lips, grinning down at him as he smooths a stray lock of my hair behind my ear.
“Sir, yes, sir,” I say.
Best workout of my fucking life.
Chapter 18
Kara
“Can you fucking believe it’s been almost two months?”
Holly-Anne looks up from where she’s scrolling through her social media pages on her phone. “Hmm?”
I throw a pillow at her—playfully, of course, because I’m getting wicked strong. “Two fucking months!”
“Since…?”
Holly-Anne gives me a vacant expression. I roll my eyes, strutting over to her with sexy swagger…you know, since I have some of that flare to give out now.
“Since I agreed to be the poster girl for Protein Plus. Duh.”
“Well, at least your boyfriends have been working your ego.” Holly-Anne sticks her tongue out at me, and I hit her with another pillow. This one gets her right in the kisser—and when she throws it back at me, I dodge it with ease.
“I’m allowed to have an ego,” I purr, bounding over and flopping down on the couch next to her. “I’ve been working my ass off, y’know? And I feel amazing.”
“Off? More like on. I saw how you filled out that tight little mini-skirt last weekend.” Holly-Anne scrutinizes me up and down and gives me an approving thumbs-up. “Kara, babe, you are hot.”
I take deep breath and pop back up off the couch. It’s like I can’t sit still. Instead, I look at myself in the mirror.
“I know. The ugly duckling becomes the swan after all. It’s not just a fairy tale.”
“Oh, fuck off. You were never an ugly duckling to begin with—more like a hot swan that’s transformed into an even hotter swan. Besides, it’s better than a fairy tale,” Holly-Anne admits. “Fairy tale princesses only get one prince. Your sexy ass has bagged two.”