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The pleasure gets stronger and it’s a war between my body and my mind. One wanting to ride him wildly to get my orgasm, but the other knows I need to continue what I’m doing because making him come is the goal.

I start to pant, fingernails digging into his chest which causes him to groan again and grip my ass even tighter, pulling me down onto him even harder. The wet slapping sound fills the air, mixed with our heavy breathing and sounds of pleasure. It’s a wonderful sound and I won’t soon forget the little whimpers that leave his lips as he tries to hold back how much he is truly enjoying this.

“Fuck,” I say under my breath, knowing I can’t hold off this orgasm anymore. Even after getting myself off—at the image of the man currently inside of me—it’s coming on too quickly and the only thing I can blame is how badly I’ve wanted him.

Just when I’m there, when I’m about to tip over that edge, Calam lets out a deep growl, hands moving from my ass to grip my wrists, pulling them around his neck and I fall forward. He nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck and growls, “You better come all over this cock because you won’t be getting it again.”

His words send me spiraling, the pleasure takes over my entire body and I clench around him, my body pulsing with a euphoria I’ve never felt before. I’ve never come so hard while being on top before and it’s just one more thing to burn this memory into my brain.

Calam lets out his own deep groan and I feel his thickness pulsing inside of me, filling me with warmth which only makes me clench around him, wanting every last fucking drop.

I try to pull myself together quickly, needing to stay as professional as possible.

Most girls say the beginning is the most awkward, I think I’ll find the ending to be. The part when I have to just walk away.

“You know where to find me if you change your mind,” I whisper before getting up and fixing my dress, pulling it back in place to cover my ass and tits. I run my hand along my head, hoping to tame any wild strands of hair before moving towards the door. With my hand on the knob, I look back over my shoulder at Calam still lying on the chaise, panting with his cock still hard, glistening in the dim light of the room.

“I hope you both enjoyed your night at The Horsemen. Come again soon.”

And with a wink, I pull the door open and head to the bathroom to freshen up and prepare for my next client.

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