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His chuckle shocks me and it pulls my eyes to meet his instantly. That sexy, mischievous look is plastered across his face, and I can't help but draw my brow together as I wonder why he’s laughing. Nothing I just said is funny. Quite the opposite, in fact.
“Em, just because I’ve just come doesn’t mean the night is over. I mean, I will probably need a minute or two to get going again, but looking at you and that sexy, wet cunt of yours, it won’t be too long,” he replies, and I can’t help but cast my gaze lower, trying to see if he’s telling the truth. I know I shouldn’t doubt him, but I’ve never been with a guy who was able to go again after coming. I thought it was just something women wrote about in romance novels, or put in TV shows to make men seem amazing, but real life men are never able to live up to that standard. Hell, I thought it was a myth.
I’m also pretty sure that women—well, me—can’t have multiple orgasms. For me personally, even by myself using my favourite toy, it’s hard to reach one orgasm, but there’s no way on this earth would I ever be able to achieve two. I was impressed Lee was able to get one out of me, but I would have loved to feel him inside of me while I came around his cock.
Oh well, I suspect there will be plenty more times for me to find my orgasms with Lee. Since he’s done it once, I have high hopes that he’ll be able to do it again.
His dirty, delicious words make me shiver and clench my thighs, as I allow my vision to wander over his body some more. I try not to focus on his fucking hot abs, or that sexy V that drives all women crazy. And sure enough, as soon as my gaze lands on his cock, I see it start to twitch, beginning to harden again. I can’t keep the smile off my face. It looks like I really am in for a good night.
Be still my beating heart, this is just sex. I can’t keep Lee, no matter how much I might want to.
CHAPTEREIGHT
LEE
Emmaleigh is laying on the bed, her legs spread wide as her wet little cunt glistens just for me, and I can feel my dick springing back to life. I should be offended that Em thought I was only capable of one lot of cum. But then I remember all the tools that came before me, and if they weren’t capable of showing her any pleasure, they probably couldn’t get it up multiple times. I knew the moment I looked at Emmaleigh’s beautiful, silky smooth naked body that I wouldn’t have a problem.
It makes me so mad that Emmaleigh can’t see how gorgeous she really is. Curves and all. It just makes her look more like a real woman. If I take a girl out on a date, I want to know she’s going to order a massive burger and fries, and attempt to demolish the lot—then I get my money’s worth. I don’t want a girl who orders a salad and a glass of water, and who looks at my chips longingly the whole time. I absolutely hate sharing food, so she can stare as long as he likes, she ain't getting any chips. If she wanted them, she should have ordered them. I would have paid. Hell, I would have enjoyed finishing off the extra chips. It’s a bloody good job I run every day, otherwise I would be a lot bigger than I am.
Emmaleigh lets out a soft little moan as she bites her lip, her gaze fixed on my growing erection, and it’s more than enough to pull me out of my own head. There’s just something about this girl. She makes me want it all, and she makes me want to give her the world. She fucking deserves it.
I waste no time crawling up her body, her legs widening to accommodate my hips. Kissing my way up, I show a little attention to her already stiff, pebbled nipples. They are super sensitive after her orgasm, and as soon as I take one in my mouth, her back arches and she moans loudly. I continue that a few times, alternating from one nipple to the other. My hardening cock is nestled between her pussy lips, and I can feel her juices spreading across my shaft each time she tilts her pelvis. If this feels fucking amazing, I can’t even begin to wonder how incredible she will feel when her tight walls are surrounding my hard length.
Her legs wrap around my ass, her ankles locking together as she holds me in place, her nails gripping tightly into my shoulders, and I wouldn’t be surprised to see more half moon shaped bruises in the morning. But I would never complain. I love that she feels comfortable enough with me to take the pleasure she desperately craves.
I place my lips against hers, and as soon as we taste each other, our kiss deepens, becoming more frantic and passionate. Our bodies are pressed together as I use my forearm to prop me up a little, making sure I’m not squashing her. I can feel her wetness coating my cock, and it’s not long before he’s fully erect and ready for more.
Reaching down between our bodies with my spare hand, I fist my cock before sliding the tip through her wet slit, the head pressing against her clit causes her to groan loudly as she tilts her pelvis again, desperately seeking more contact.
I pull my lips away from hers and gently kiss my way to her ear. Once my breath hits her ear, I feel her shiver beneath me. “I want to fuck you now. Is that what you want?” Even though in a way I’m doing this to establish consent, I already know she wants this, I’m just using this as a way to talk dirty to her. I don’t miss the way her thighs clench and she bites her lip whenever I say dirty things to her. She may not know it, but she’s definitely into it.
“Yes,” she mutters, barely above a whisper, but that’s not good enough for me.
“Tell me exactly what you want.” The tone I use leaves no room for discussion, and I love watching the blush spread across her cheeks as she fights against her own embarrassment. I have no doubt the sexy side of her will come out very soon.
“Erm… I want you to fuck me.” Not a bad start, if you ignore the shakiness in her voice, but I know she can do better. I pull away from her, so my dick is no longer touching her pussy, and I’m hovering over her, meeting her gaze. As she groans in frustration I try my best not to chuckle. I also have to give my hard shaft a little squeeze, to help curb the excitement.
“I’m going to need more than that, Beautiful. Tell meexactlywhat you want.” My emphasis on the word exactly makes it very clear what I’m looking for. I can see it in the fire in her eyes, she wants to be my good girl.
“I-I want your cock… in my pussy. I-I want… to feel you deep. I… I want to please you, and be your… erm… good girl,” Emmaleigh mumbles, and it’s clear the more she forces her voice to be heard, the more she stutters and stumbles over the words. But, she tells me everything I want to hear, so who am I to deny her.
“You are my good girl. But, next time, I don’t want to hear any hesitation. You know what you want, what your body craves, so don’t ever be afraid to ask for it again,” I state firmly, as I run the fingers of my free hand through her silky, purple hair. I didn’t even realise I was doing it until I finished talking, but fuck does it feel nice. Maybe a little too intimate though. We both know what this is, and I have no intention of crossing any lines here.
“So you will fuck me now?” she asks, her eyes wide as she sounds hopeful.
I don’t bother giving her an answer, instead I place my hands on either side of her hips and shuffle her so that she’s in the middle of the bed. She clearly didn’t expect me to manhandle her, if the loud squeak that escapes is anything to go by. Once she’s in position in the middle of the bed, I spread her legs wide and kneel between them. With my fist wrapped around the shaft again, I give myself a couple of slow strokes, loving the feel of her wetness combined with my pre-cum as I spread it over my cock. Once I’m rock hard, I line myself up, but instead of plunging in, I gently rub my head up and down her slit. Her moans get louder as I slap the head of my cock over her clit, and I can tell my movements are driving her crazy.
“Lee, stop teasing me. Just fuck me!” Her voice is firm and authoritative, making it very clear exactly what she wants. Usually I don’t respond to instructions, much preferring to hear my girls beg for it. But with Em it’s different. For this first time, it’s much more important that I show her how to be confident, how to listen to her voice and know exactly what she wants. She needs to not be afraid of taking whatever pleasure she wants. A beautiful woman like her needs to have the confidence to tell her sexual partner exactly what she likes. Em doesn’t have that right now, so it’s not surprising she’s only ever had shit experiences.
Obviously, I can’t speak for any of the guys who fucked her, but as a gender we are pretty lazy. If it’s getting us off and the woman is making the right kind of noises, then of course we will keep doing that. Nobody knows your body the way you do, so we need women to show us exactly what they like, and then we know we’re getting it right. But, if the girl is like Em and doesn’t have the confidence to tell us what she likes, then of course we’re going to keep getting it wrong.
“In future, I won’t take instructions. If you want something, you better learn to beg for it. But just this once, because it’s fucking hot seeing you take what you want, I’m going to do it for you. Just remember, good girls beg for cock.”
Without hesitation, or waiting for Em to reply, I start pushing the large, angry looking head of my cock inside her waiting hole. Her face tells me she feels that delicious sting, that mixture of pleasure and pain as I stretch her out. Pushing in almost painfully slowly, I take my time so she can adjust to my larger than average size. Of course there’s a part of me that just wants to get on with it, to plunge all the way in as quickly as I can, until I’m enveloped by her heat before I finally fuck her.
But that’s not a good idea, so I keep my movements slow. I can see in her eyes that it’s driving her crazy, and so I’m not surprised when she tries tilting her hips to pull me further into her. My cock slips in a little deeper, but I hold back my movements, more now out of punishment. No matter if she can handle me, or if she thinks she’s ready for more. I call the shots, I’m in charge, and she knows that.
Holding her down harder with my hands circling her hips, in a way that will no doubt leave a bruise, I make it very clear what’s expected of her. I see the internal battle going on behind her eyes. She’s torn because there’s a part of her that’s desperate and just wants me to fuck her, and she will do what ever she can to get all of my cock. Whereas the other version wants to be my good girl, and to do that she will have to listen to every word I say.
