Vegas Baby

I lost track of time, devoting myself only to bringing him pleasure. I could feel it building up between us and my heartrate was increasing in time, but before I could get him to the release I was working towards, he pushed me back until he popped out of my mouth, a trail of saliva trailing from my lips to his glistening tip.

“Not yet,” he growled, voice primal.

I nodded and then he was half picking me up, half pushing me back, until I was on the bed again. Both of us were breathing hard, but that just made me burn that much hotter. I wanted- no, I needed this- down to my very core.

Thankfully, James seemed more than ready to oblige.

Chapter Fourteen

~James~

My whole body was drawn tighter than a rubber band and I felt like the slightest amount of pleasure was going to make me blow hotter than a volcano.

It turned out that Nicole definitely knew her way around the male anatomy. She worked me over, slick and hot and perfect, until I almost popped right then and there in her mouth. But I didn’t want it to be over yet and I wasn’t risking a fifteen minute or mole cool down time while we waited for me to be able to do round two.

I laid her back on the bed, pulling the rest of her clothes from her in a sensual tease. I knew it seemed like I was in control and just torturing her because I wanted to draw out those perfect little sounds she made, but in reality, I just needed to cool down for a moment. Catch my breath and come back from the precipice that she had so expertly pushed me to.

Once she was fully bare before me, I stood and removed the rest of my clothing. My length was still straining for her, standing at full mast and blushing slightly purple at the tip. God, I wanted to just bury myself in her and rut like there was no tomorrow.

I knelt back on her bed and she spread her legs for me, reaching up for me to guide me to her. But I had other plans. My right hand went under her leg and pulled it upwards, draping it over my shoulder as I aligned myself with her entrance.

Locking eyes with her, I slid inside, nearly gasping as I went. She was surprisingly flexible, her leg bending farther and farther until I was all the way in.

I waited a minute, remembering how much time she had needed to adjust our first time together. My spare hand reached down to her, trying to find her hand, and when I did, I wound my fingers through it until she was ready for me to move.

It didn’t seem to take nearly as long as last time, and after maybe a minute or two, she was squeezing my hand for me to go.

And I certainly did.

I gave her a short thrust first, making sure that she was indeed ready for it. When her eyes closed, and a heathen smile grew along her features, I knew it was fine to really let loose.

I drove into her without mercy, reveling in the sound of my flesh on hers, the gasps that escaped her lips, the mewls that found their way out of her throat.

Her breasts bounced invitingly with every mood I made, hypnotizing me so that I let go of her hand and enveloped one of them in my grip. It was soft, so soft, with her dusky nipples erect and happy to see me. Timing myself just right, I rolled my hips forward at the same time I tweaked the sensitive little bud, and then her spine was arching so she was pressed against me.

I kept on, switching between each of them until she was a sweating, heaving mess.

Just when I could feel her starting to clamp down around me, my fingers left her breast and pushed its way between us, reaching for that spot that I knew was going to send her toppling over the edge.

It took a second to reach it, but when I did, I circled around it a few times before directly stimulating it, making sure I used enough force for her to feel it, but not so much that it would hurt the extremely sensitive spot.

Sure enough, she let out a cry and stiffened around me, clamping down on all of my length like a vice. I kept riding her through it, pushing her as hard and as far as I could until I too was spilling into her with a cry.

She was still in her climax as I came down from mine, shaking and enveloped in her own personal pleasure. I watched her face, enjoying the little show, until finally her cries stopped, and she came back to Earth.