Page 104 of Pretty Thing

“How does it feel?”

“Better than before.”

“Slip your hand between us and rub your clit.”

I hesitate, shocked by the suggestion.

“Do it. Be a good girl and touch yourself.”

Oh my god. Why is that so hot? I can’t put a single coherent thought together. He’s scrambled all of my marbles. I do what he says, and when my fingers brush my clit, I moan.

My muscles clench, and this time Felix groans.

“Fuck…feels so good,” he says in my ear, and begins to move.

I brace for the pain, but it’s gone, replaced by new sensations. He pulls out slowly before pushing back in, scattering my senses.

Felix rears back, holding his body weight on his arms. I’ve never seen a sexier sight. Every cut line is defined when he flexes. His snow-white hair falls forward into his eyes. Those blue orbs stare into my soul and take me to another place.

It doesn’t matter where we are, just that it’s us. I arch up into him when he thrusts forward, and everything else fades away.

“Faster,” I whisper. “I want more.”

He picks up the pace, still keeping a steady rhythm. It doesn’t take long for him to turn into a panting mess.

“Oh…Felix.”

I glance down, and the blanket has pooled around his waist, giving me a perfect view of his cock plunging into my body.

“So close,” I gasp.

He drops down and kisses me again, thrusting harder and faster, rocking the bed. The pleasure builds like before, but this is so much stronger. It’s overwhelming and addictive. My knees fall open, and my hips move to meet his.

“Yes,” I whimper. “Yes, yes, yes.”

The climax doesn’t just happen. It’s an explosion of sensation and emotion that washes me away. I dig my fingers into Felix’s shoulders as he devours my screams of pleasure.

He doesn’t stop, and the single orgasm becomes many, one right after the other. So many that I feel lightheaded, like I’m floating.

Felix groans loudly, the sound as addictive as he is, then he thrusts in hard and steals the air from my lungs.

“Oh fuck, Pretty Thing…oh fuck, yes. I’m coming.” He pulls back and thrusts into me again. I bite his shoulder to keep from yelling.

And then…I feel his release inside of me. The twitch of his body and his cock flexing is like nothing I can imagine. It’s better. Watching him lose control over me is…empowering.

Our breathing and pounding hearts are the only sound in the room. He tries to lift his weight off me, but I hold on, not wanting this moment to be over yet.

“Please don’t move.”

“Are you sore,” Felix asks, smoothing my hair off my face.

I smile up at him and shake my head.

“I don’t want this to be over. Not yet.”

He smirks at me.

“What makes you think this is over? I can go all night if you want me to.”