Phoenix Rising

He rustled with the condom for a hot minute and then his hard cock was pushing against me. We both groaned as he slowly pushed his way inside. He cursed, his hands clenching where they held my hips.

"Sweet mother of Christ! Nothing on God’d green earth should feel this good, Phoenyx.”

“Hmmm… don’t stop.”

“One thing at a time, baby girl,” he moaned, his voice rough and distracted. “Have to… make sure I don’t hurt you.”

Clint was holding perfectly still, letting my body adjust. I could sense him fighting for control. The faint soreness I'd felt all morning was gone.

I wanted to move.

I wanted him to take me.

Hard.

I squeezed down on him instinctively and he cursed again, driving the rest of the way into my body. I realized I could control my muscles down there and started to match his pace. Every time he pushed inside me, I clenched down on him.

"Oh Christ Phee– oh darlin’– don’t!”

“Don’t do what?” I asked breathlessly.

“You are surely going to kill me with pleasure,” he hissed, his hand snaking forward to tug on my hair.

He stopped talking and started grunting instead. For a while the only sounds in the stables were our heavy breathing and his guttural sounds of pleasure. I was getting close again when he reached down and started playing with my clit.

His other hand clamped over my mouth as he fucked me right through the biggest orgasm of my life. I doubted anyone anywhere had ever come that hard. Something about the way he filled me from behind– and my extreme sensitivity– it was too much.

I was slumped over, my cheek against the folded saddle blankets as he fucked me. He was murmuring nonsensical words of encouragement but I barely heard him. My pussy was still convulsing. My knees were still weak. My body was on autopilot. I felt like an animal, an actual animal who only wanted one thing, and I loved it.

"That's it darlin’– yes– oh lord– you feel so damn good babygirl–"

His hands held me in place as he started to go faster and harder. I felt him expanding inside me and knew he was close. His hands got busy again and I realized that even though I was still coming, he wanted to make me come again.

He wanted me to come with him.

I screamed again. This time there was nothing to muffle the sound. He cursed and froze, then started bucking wildly as his cock pulsed hot and heavy inside me.

It seemed to go on forever.

I was still shivering when he pulled out and bent down to give my hip a tender kiss. I moaned as he slipped his finger inside me.

"Are you still coming, sweetheart?"

It was too much pleasure. I couldn't have formed a coherent word, let alone a coherent sentence. I moaned, sounding like a wild animal.

He laughed and fiddled around behind me. I realized he was getting dressed. But then he was back, sitting and pulling me into his lap, with my back against his chest.

"I'm not done with you quite yet."

He pushed my jeans down even further so they were around my ankles. Now he could spread my knees wide. He started playing with me– stroking my pussy with one hand while he toyed with my nipples with the other. I was begging for release again after just a few minutes.

It seemed I could talk after all. I couldn't quite believe I still had another orgasm in me. I could feel it building, getting bigger, but I couldn’t quite get there. I was so close it felt like I could reach out and grab it.

But I needed his help.

"Please Clint– Oh please–"

He clucked his tongue.

"I like you like this. All soft and womanly." He bit my neck, his breath fanning my ear. "I can see this is the best way for me to win arguments going forward."

I felt him shift his package. He was hard again. I wanted him inside me again. I whimpered, rubbing my backside against him.

"It's too bad we don't have time for a double. Sort of defeats the purpose of a quickie now, doesn't it?"

I was panting as I agreed, having no idea what I was saying. I just wanted his hands to work a little faster. To stop teasing and take me over the edge.

He chuckled knowingly and kissed my neck, playing with both my nipples now. I told him to put his hand back where it belonged and he bit my earlobe.

"Don't tell me what to do babygirl. Now I'm going to make you wait just a litttttle while longer…"

I whimpered as he toyed with my breasts, my hips rocking against his thigh. Minutes ticked by as he teased me until he decided to take advantage of the situation. He started making demands. I was helpless. I started promising him all kinds of things.