He laughs softly. “It’s kind of weird. I didn’t grow up like this. I was dirt poor. So having this amount of money never really sits right with me. But I do have some pet causes that I give to, and I try not to be the obnoxious rich asshole, you know?”
“I never would have thought that. That you were an asshole.”
He laughs again, leading me deeper into the house. “Let me make sure that I never introduce you to my friends.”
We walk into a comfortable living space, and he sits on one of the couches. I sit on the same couch at the other end. It feels so different than when we were just in his office with his cock down my throat. He’s staring at me intently, and I wonder what he’s thinking.
I’m thinking that I want him on top of me, and we can talk later.
“Diamond,” he says, but nothing more.
“Glenn.”
He doesn’t say anything for a second. “Why are you here?”
The question takes me by surprise. “I thought that was kind of obvious.”
“Maybe,” he says. “Maybe not.”
“I can clear that up for you,” I say, standing again. My body is too ready to wait for wherever else that conversation is going. I need him, and I need him now. My clothes hit the floor unceremoniously, and I crawl into his lap, straddling his hips. His mouth is level with my breasts, and he takes one of my already hard nipples into his mouth. Sucking and biting down. It’s like sending burning embers of need straight to my pussy.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Please.”
Glenn’s hand strokes down my back, pulling me down against his hips, grinding up together. We would be fucking if his pants weren’t in the way. It’s clear he’s hard and ready to go again. Good. Because it’s my turn this time. I hold his head against my skin, and he obliges, ravishing my breasts with lips and teeth and tongue. This man should be given an award for what he can do with his mouth and what it does to me.
“Ask me what you want,” Glenn says. “Tell me.”
“Just fuck me,” I say, breathless and blind. “I need it.”
His laugh is deep and slow. “You got it. Turn around.”
I do, and I hear his zipper, and the sound of fabric and the crinkle of foil as he gets a condom from his wallet and sheathes himself in it. And then he sheathes himself in me, a single, merciless stroke. I ache with the invasion, pussy spasming and gripping him. He feels so good, a gasp escapes me, pleasure bursting outwards all at once and I shake, my mind going quiet.
Glenn’s hands are on my back pushing me forward, and more and more until my arms reach the floor, and I get it. I brace my hands on the floor, and he yanks me back onto his cock, my legs still straddling his thighs. He rams into me with ease and speed, pulling my hips down onto him in exactly the right way to hit me deep. It sparkles and shines and is making me gush. The pleasurable pressure is building so fast that I can’t contain it. I fly up and over the edge in seconds, coming in a flash fire of ecstasy that has me crying out for more. And he gives it to me. Not stopping, not slowing, taking.
He’s standing now, holding my thighs as he fucks me. I can’t move, braced against the floor like I am, even if he’s supporting most of my weight. The way his cock fills me up, the same way that he filled my throat, is absolutely perfect. Glenn can hit places inside of me that I’ve never felt before, and I fucking love it.
“You like this,” he says, voice rough. “You like being fucked hard by me.”
“Yes.” I barely manage the word.
“You like the way my hard cock feels in your cunt, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
Glenn thrusts harder. “Say it.”
“I like your cock in my cunt,” I gasp, trying to breathe. It’s too good, senses overloaded. And
I just let go, relaxing into the ease of being pleasured by him. So delicious. I can’t breathe, can’t move, and the explosion comes again, almost too soon. This orgasm starts deep in my core, like an echo that you hear from far away. But suddenly it’s ricocheting around inside me, screaming loudly, and I’m screaming loudly too as I come.
Somewhere in the real world I hear Glenn grunt his climax too, and he lets me down to the ground gently, climbing over my body so he can kiss my neck. Turn me over and kiss my lips. Hard and possessive, just like the way he fucks me. I like the way he makes me lose myself in pleasure.
“That’s why I’m here,” I say, “in case you hadn’t guessed.”