Vegas Virgin (Nevada Bad Boys 1) - Page 64

“I’m shocked you even know what that is.” I rolled my eyes.

“I know a few things.” He replied as he slid his hand down my belly. “Like what I need to do with these idle hands.”

Oh God, he’s ready to go again.

I had barely recovered from our encounter, but his finger was already exploring my wetness and rubbing my clitoris. Despite the exhaustion, his touch brought new life to the area I thought had given him my last orgasm for some time. It was like magic when he started strumming new life into it.

I rolled back and spread my legs, just enjoying the pleasure. As he rubbed and circled it, I felt his cock getting hard again. He was feeling the same desire that was quickly building inside of me. I ran my fingers down his arms and then slowly moved towards his cock.

It was damp from our lovemaking but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel the same excitement in his cock that I was feeling inside. After he rubbed me for a little bit and I stroked his cock until it was fully engorged, I pulled him back between my legs. He obliged without question, moving his cock towards my pussy.

He lifted me up and we met in a kneeling position, my legs around his waist and his cock slowly sliding inside of me. I was in his grasp, suspended in the air as he bounced me slightly. I responded by rising and sliding down his enormous shaft, letting out a groan when he went deep.

“I don’t know if I have another in me.” I said with a sigh. “It feels so good though.”

“You let me worry about that.” He bounced me a little bit and squeezed my ass with both hands.

I could tell that my exhausted body craved another one, but I just wasn’t physically there yet. He moved me up and down his shaft without any trouble at all. It was practically a marathon as we stayed there interlocked for so long we were both sweating, just from the heat between us. My muscles were tired and sore, but I still wanted to keep going.

I would have been satisfied if he felt pleasure, even if I didn’t get an orgasm, but he seemed intent on making sure I did. I was trapped on the edge more than I had ever been in any of our previous encounters. I was close, but it was so close that frustration grew from the tease.

I felt desperate to feel the explosion—in both of us. He continued to move in perfect unison with my pleasure and I did everything I could to respond with the movements I had learned he liked. Even as the frustration grew, the pleasure was unquestionable and I felt the tingling begin inside.

I knew it was possible again and as my excitement began to show, his cock throbbed against my vaginal walls. He pulled me close and kissed me with a fervor I hadn’t felt before, both of us moaning to the point we were nearly hyperventilating.

“This is going to be a big one...” I said, leaning into his shoulders and hungrily kissing his neck.

“You won’t be alone.” He grunted.

When my excitement got to the point of no return, I was wetter than I had ever been. He picked up the pace, still holding me suspended in his arms. I leaned back and just let him slam his cock into me, barely able to move with the intensity of my desire boiling over.

It was like fireworks exploding, one big one that lingered in the sky while multiple smaller ones burned out around it, accentuating the beauty. I knew every single one of them would be ignited and it wasn’t long until that came to fruition. It was like a slow roar that turned to a silent scream, followed by an exacerbated cry of pleasure.

My orgasm came in waves. It started with a couple of smaller ones before a gigantic one just totally engulfed my tiny frame. As soon as it slowed to a simmer, he started to grunt and I felt the first stream of his ejaculation. He wasn’t kidding about it being as big as mine.

It erupted, followed by several hard streams that sent me over the edge again, more tiny orgasms following his. There was a look of peace in his eyes as I sank back close to his chest, our bodies still intertwined. I knew I had nothing left and it seemed he was in the exact same place I was when we slowly let our entire bodies connect with the mattress.

Chapter 14: Shane

I had never fucked a woman the way I fucked my beautiful blonde goddess. Heather took me to a place I had never been and one I thoroughly enjoyed. Marathon sex was never my thing, but it was hard to put her down and let her rest when there was even an ounce of cum left in me.

I’m going to make the most of this and fuck you every chance I get.

The moment it regenerated, I felt a hunger for her. It was almost like an unending cycle I couldn’t wait to begin again when our bodies when we were exhausted and we lay in the afterglow of our passion. I had done most of the work, but I was wired. I slid out of bed when she fell asleep and ate some leftover stew from a few nights before.

It had been a while since I wanted a drink in the middle of the day, but I felt like I needed the little bit of boost it gave, so I poured some whiskey over ice. I stood in the doorway of the bedroom, watching her sleep. Her slow, silent movements were amazing to see, and her naked body was a sight to behold.

I wondered what dreams consumed her mind after our encounters—if she was anything like me, she was in the deepest sleep possible. I would have loved to join her and let the day tick away in our tired embrace, but I was brimming with the buzz of our climax.

“Sleep well, blonde goddess. I’ll enjoy your touch again soon enough.” I smiled and lifted my glass to my lips.

I sat in a chair and watched her breathe, the lifting of her breasts and the slow exhale of her breath like a soft song of tranquility in the glow of daylight. When my drink was finished, I walked to the shower and opened the doors.

I still hadn’t gotten used to being closed in a room after the openness of my previous cabin, but I pushed the door shut to muffle the sounds of the water. My muscles had grown slightly during the time I spent building the new cabin and I had gotten leaner. I was never one to care very much about my own figure, but it was noticeable.

After my shower, I trimmed a few errant hairs from my beard and exited the bathroom with a towel around my waist. She was still sleeping, but she had rolled over while I was showering. The curve of her hips against her ribcage was mesmerizing. I started to feel a bit of interest, but I was too exhausted to act on it at that moment.

She needed sleep and I was finally feeling a bit of that weariness after being relaxed by the shower. I slid into bed and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close against my chest. It wasn’t long until my breath was matching her softness and then sleep consumed me when the buzz wore off.

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