panties. His hand found my clit, stroking it. Soon, he had me panting against him, my hips rolling up against his hand so that I could grind myself against him. If he kept up like this, I was going to come.
That seemed to be his game plan, and normally I would be all for it… except now that I had seen it, I wanted his cock.
“Come on, Chris,” I groaned, coming close, but not quite begging. “I want you inside me.”
“Yeah?” His eyes were dark. He was getting off on making me get off, damn him. “You want it?”
I locked eyes with him. “Give it to me.”
His mouth parted, probably to snark something back, but I was done asking nicely. Shoving him up so he sat back on his heels, I scrambled after him, straddling his lap.
Chris huffed a laugh, but he was a bright man. He knew what I wanted and that it would be a bad idea to deny me. One arm went around my waist. His other hand slipped between us to roll on the condom. Then he gripped his dick and guided himself in.
I closed my eyes as the blunt head pressed in. It had been too long since my pussy had been stretched this good.
I let out a low moan, sinking on him and savoring every thick inch.
I was so distracted I barely felt the bunch of his muscles under me. His hands cupped my ass. That was the only warning I got before the world spun and I found myself on my back again. Chris, between my legs, thrust inside me, hitting home.
I raked nails down his shoulders, seeing stars.
“You’re so hot,” Chris grunted, punctuating each word in a short, sharp movement. “So hot and tight for me.”
I scrabbled for a second, trying to get my bearings. But, surprise, surprise, Chris knew his way inside a woman’s body as well as out. Within a few moments, he had found my G-spot and was stroking it like a champ.
I gasped.
As he pounded my pussy like it owed him money, his free hand came up to cup my breast, kneading the sensitive flesh there. All I could do was move with him and hold on—or try to. Pleasure washed up inside me in waves, and I couldn’t hold back anymore.
I came crying out his name, riding waves of ecstasy as I clenched hard on the cock inside me.
He grunted, and then let out a shuddering breath as he reached his climax as well.
We came down slowly together, breathing hard.
I was pleased to say that my inner sex goddess was sated.
Well, good for her.
The couch was nice. I felt myself drift off then strong arms picked me up and carried me to bed.
It wasn’t until the lights went off that the cold reality hit me: Chris was going to wake up the next morning and hate me for ruining the annulment.
38
Chris
For the first time in a long time, I woke up before my alarm.
Grace lay next to me on her back, her huge perfect round tits rising and falling. I leaned over and flicked my tongue out to tease a nipple.
She murmured, her head lolling to one side. I leaned down to put my mouth on one of her perfect tits, sucking and lightly rolling the pebble-hard nipple in my mouth.
She whimpered, and my dick twitched then grew hard as she spread her legs on the bed, inviting me to taste her. I pressed my mouth against the dark-pink flesh, lapping at it lightly.
Grace shot straight up.
“Crap! I’m late for—” She screamed.
I looked up at her. “Good morning.”
“It was real?” she shrieked, looking around wildly.
“So you don’t like being woken up with oral. Duly noted.”
“We can’t have sex,” she insisted, pushing my head away.
“That ship has sailed, my friend with benefits.”
“We are not friends.”
“Fuck buddies.”
“I’m not your buddy.” She crossed her arms. The motion hid her nipples but did push her tits up. Damn, they were really nice tits.
“Fuck partners. The important part is that we did it,” I said. And I want to do it again.
“The important part is we screwed any chance of getting an annulment.”
She waved her arms around, giving me a better view of the perky nipples on the heavy round tits that fit perfectly in my hands and that I definitely needed to have more of.
“Are you listening?” she demanded, incredulous. “This is serious! This means we have to divorce! Oh my God, I’m going to be a divorcée.”
“Hey, Meghan Markle was