But she didn’t stop; she didn’t slow.
She took control of me.
She glided up and down my shaft, stroking me with her tightness, pulling every sensation from my tip.
I clamped her face, holding her mouth above mine. “I’m going to come.” The tingling was in my balls, moving through me. “I need you to fucking come with me.” I arched my back, my cock giving her three quick, hard, relentless punches. And just as she started to pant, as her tone was getting higher, I ordered, “Come right fucking now.”
She did.
Screaming.
And she turned louder when I scooped up more of her wetness and began to pound into her ass, adding another finger to fill her.
To drive that fucking orgasm straight through her.
“Oh God!” She sucked in a lungful of breath. “Yes!”
Her cunt was like a suction cup, a magnet for my cum.
And streams of it were shooting out of me, draining into her.
“Sydney!”
Sparks ignited within me, and I pulled her face to mine, closing the distance between us, and I kissed her through each shudder.
Both of us quivered at the same time, tightening as the orgasms ricocheted through our bodies.
“Ford! Yes!”
I held on, the feeling so overwhelming.
So fulfilling.
“Goddamn it,” I barked. “Your fucking pussy.”
Her movements were slow, and I had a feeling her pussy was sensitive, but she continued to ride me until I was empty.
Until she stilled on top of me, our arms grasped around one another.
Until there was nothing but breath between us.
I released her face, my fingers moving to her neck, my other hand sliding out of her ass. “Fuck me.” I pressed my mouth softly against hers. “You are something else.”
I kissed her again but hard this time, taking in her breath, her scent, her taste.
And then I took a few seconds to calm myself down and caught a quick glance of the table, of the food that hadn’t been touched. “You didn’t eat.”
“I was more focused on you.”
“Then, I need to properly feed you.”
She smiled. “I feel like you just did.”