Page 42 of The Bet


Font Size:  

I could hear his chuckle behind me, but thankfully, and soon enough, he put me out of my misery.

However, there was a problem.

“I don’t have any condoms here,” he said, and my heart jumped into my throat. I couldn't believe how terrified I was because the thought of not going all the way with him once again because we didn’t have protection was too much to bear.

“I'm on birth control,” I said, wondering if he would believe me.

He was silent for a little while, but he continued to tease my clit with the broad head. He would stretch me slightly open and then pull out, and I wanted to bite into something, preferably his shoulder.

I needed him to get on with it as my hold tightened against him, so I immediately proffered a different solution.

“I'll take the pill afterward. There will be no accidents, I swear it.”

I could feel the amusement in his words as he responded.

“Darling, I am a lawyer. Unless in writing, words mean absolutely nothing to me.”

My heart deflated; however, before I could say a different word, he pushed into me, and then grabbing my hips, slammed in all the way.

My heart stopped; he, however, seemed to be the one unable to hold back anymore. The most beautifully tortured groan floated out of his mouth, and it was like music to my ears. He didn’t move; he just basked in the connection, and I did the same. He was so big it hurt, but the way he stretched me was so fucking exquisite.

He was the perfect fit, and shutting my eyes, I committed every moment of this to memory.

“How many partners have you had?” he asked, somehow knowing that his questioning now would depend on whether we went any further.

“One.” I replied.

“How long ago?”

“Four years,”

“Hmm,” he groaned in pleasure, and then he spread my thighs even further apart.

Absolutely every bit of control had been taken away from me, and I had absolutely no complaints. It was the way I wanted, so as he pulled out just until he reached my entrance and then slammed back into me, I had no qualms whatsoever about my brain completely shutting off. I loved the way he oscillated between taking his time, watching how tightly I pulsed around him, and then slamming back into me, and then suddenly he would increase his pace as he fucked into me relentlessly until I lost my balance.

His hand banded around my waist to keep me upright; however, I could no longer sit still or shut the fuck up for that matter. I was out of control and breathless, and realizing this, he picked me up and set me on the table.

I held onto him, my arms going around his neck while his hooked underneath my thighs, hoisting me up just the way he needed.

“So,” he slid back into me once again, and all I could do was pant.

“Look at me,” he said, but it was too hard. Hoping there was a reward at the end of it, I did just that, and our eyes met. I was even more struck, and in that moment, I knew that I wanted more. I wanted this man like nothing else. Not for just now, but for as long as possible. He was so gorgeous, and also insanely attractive. He leaned forward then to kiss me, and once again, I lost myself. He rammed into me, but thankfully, my cry was muffled by his kiss.

“Keep it down,” he rasped out.

But I couldn't exactly obey. He wasn’t completely silent, either. Our breathing was loud, and his moans reverberated into my ears. I loved it, and it made me reach even further downward to grab his ass. I loved feeling the muscles in his cheeks stay tight and flex to his thrusts. His pace now was consistent, fast, and piercingly deep. He was now in a hurry, and although I wasn't sure why, I understood. It was sheer luck that we had been left alone so long, and I knew it was going to come to an end soon. And so, I buried my neck in the crook of his shoulder and chased my release as well, rocking my hips to meet his thrusts.

In our movements, I felt as though we were one. We were so in sync that it was unreal; however, right before I reached the edge, I heard a knock on the door. My hand went over my mouth because I knew I was too close. However, as though knowing this, he went even faster and harder.

“Guy, stop please,” I begged, but he didn't. He, too, was on the verge, and so he fucked me until we were both coming.

I lost my senses. Everything seemed to be a blur around me as the orgasm knocked into me like a wave. It crashed all over my body, knocking into my very bones and overwhelming me to the point of incoherence. I felt formless as I pulsed around the hardness of his cock in my sex milking his seed into me. All around us was heat and warmth and pleasure so exquisite I was dazed.

I held onto him for dear life, and even when my strength completely left me, I collapsed onto the surface and lay limp on the table. I couldn't move. It felt as though my body was integrated, but when that knock came again, my eyes opened. I tried to catch my breath, but it was a struggle.

My chest heaved as I stared up, and still, I couldn't see the ceiling. I felt him, though. He kissed me on my lips, down my body, and breasts till finally, he pulled out of me. My eyes clenched shut at the loss, but at the spill of release down my thighs, I relished the gorgeous conclusion.

“Fuck,” he cursed, and I felt the exact same way. “Fuck, it was much better than I expected.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like