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I apply more pressure and her breathing becomes more erratic. “To sit on your—ah! Face!”

“Oh fuck yes. You better make that sweet little pussy come all over it.” Her hands drop to my thighs and she digs her nails in slightly as she moves her hips in time with my fingers. I feel the pierce of her nails straight to my dick and it throbs in response.

I slide two of my fingers inside of her all while still keeping a thumb on her clit and when I crook one upward to rub a spot just beyond her opening, she detonates. “Oh, fuck right there! Oh my god, yes, I’m coming!” Her eyes flutter shut and though she tries to keep her eyes open she lets her head fall back as she rides out the high. I, on the other hand, watch very closely as her pussy quivers and contracts around my hand.

God, she is fucking perfect.

No more than a second after she’s come down from her high, she’s turned around catching me somewhat off guard. “I need more. I want to come all over this again,” she says with her hands moving up and down my dick.

“Get on your knees, ass up.” She doesn’t waste any time and soon I’m lined up behind her, pushing my dick inside of her bare again. It’s fucking intense and I can already feel myself slipping under the haze of raw sex. “Can I come inside?” I ask through shaky breaths as I grip her hips tighter, pulling and pushing her harder onto my dick.

“Fuck,” she chokes out.

“Marissa, answer me,” I say through gritted teeth and she moans again, but when she doesn’t respond, I lay a smack to her ass causing her to squeal.

“Yes, fuck!”

“Answer me next time,” I grit out and almost want to laugh when she holds her middle finger up.

She lowers herself even more arching her back and her pussy practically strangles my cock with how tight it is. I feel a hand on my balls, massaging them and pulling gently and I don’t think I’ve ever been with a woman that was so eager to pay them attention. “You like my balls?”

“I love them,” she moans, “but I love everything about your body.”

“You do, huh?”

“It’s perfect.” She purrs and my dick hardens further inside her in response to her praise.

Her hands move away from my balls but I can feel them on her every time I thrust. “Are you rubbing your clit?”

“Yes,” she moans.

“You have a greedy little pussy, huh? How many orgasms does it take to feel satisfied?”

“Ah!” She gasps as I begin fucking her harder, my pelvis banging against her ass and I feel her pussy tightening around me.

“Oh, you’re close, aren’t you? Your hot cunt is probably dripping down my dick.”

“Chris, oh my god! I’m going to come again.”

“Yes, fucking please. Get there.” I groan when I feel her begin to spasm around me and it triggers my own. “God dammit, Marissa. Fuuuuuck.” I hear her screaming my name beneath me but I’m momentarily over-sensitized and my body is tuning everything out by my sudden orgasm. My heart feels like it could beat out of my chest as well as my dick with the pounding I feel between my legs. When everything begins to refocus, I’m still inside of Marissa and she’s still pulsing around me. I pull out of her slowly and I see my orgasm slowly start to leak out of her pussy. I rub her gently, pushing my cum back inside of her and she whimpers when I tickle her clit.

In an instant, I push her to her back and climb between her legs, letting them wrap around me. “That was incredible.” I press my lips to hers gently.

“Yeah, it was,” she whispers and I can tell her mind is somewhere else.

“What is it?” I rub my nose against hers and she still doesn’t say anything. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing…” I give her a look that I hope tells her that I’m not buying whatever she’s selling, and she sighs. “Well…it’s just the last time we had really great sex in a hotel room, you left before I woke up, so I’m just feeling a little vulnerable after the orgasm that history might be repeating itself.”

I nod in understanding and although I know what I want to say, I also know that it won’t be enough until she wakes up tomorrow and sees for herself. “I promise, it’s not going to.”

Lips ghosting across my cheek rouse me from a delicious, sex-induced slumber and I wonder what time it is since I still feel a little delirious. I’m not exactly what someone would call a morning person, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I remember it’s the weekend and I do not need to be up for work. I put a hand over my face, shooing away whatever is touching me when I hear a chuckle and then a kiss on my forehead and then my lips.

Well, there are worse wake-up calls.

I open one eye, squinting through it as I take in the hazy vision in front of me: Chris shirtless. I pry open the other eye because if I had to be awake, I at least want to fully appreciate the visual of this gorgeous man’s naked torso.

“What?” I chuckle with a hint of annoyance.

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