boxers. I gripped his thick member in my hand, still surprised at its large size - and how he could somehow fit the whole thing inside me. I was growing wetter by the second remembering the way he’d made me feel, and I wanted him inside me again.
But Graham had other plans.
He dropped to his knees on the floor, sliding my pants down my thighs and legs along with my panties. He pulled them off me and parted my thighs, burying his face between them.
His tongue circled my clit and sent shivers throughout my entire body. He grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders, diving deeper into me. His tongue probed my opening and went back to my clit.
Pleasure washed over me, and before I knew what I was doing, my hands were on the back of his head, pressing him into me. My heels dug into his back as my lower body arched upward off the bed. I tried to keep quiet, but it was no use – the screams escaped my mouth as I called out his name over and over again. I came hard, and the orgasm seemed to last forever. Graham just knew how to extend the feelings until it was almost too much.
I pulled at his head, my entire body shaking. Graham looked up at me from between my thighs, his beard moist with my juices.
“Come here,” I whispered, my voice barely working. “I need you inside me.”
“One second,” Graham said, standing up. He smirked as he reached for my top. I had forgotten I wasn’t fully undressed. “I need to see your perfect body,” he growled.
He lifted his sweatshirt off over my head, reached behind my back, and undid my bra with one swift movement. My breasts fell forward, and he took them into his hands. He had big hands, but they still overflowed.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he said, falling onto the bed with me.
Our lips smashed together, as did our bodies. I wrapped myself around him, rising upward to meet him, hoping he’d slide into me. I needed to feel his cock again. Nothing else in the world seemed to matter except for that. I needed him one last time before I ran far, far away.
Graham guided himself against me, the tip of him pressing against my opening.
“Please,” I begged him. “Plea—”
I didn’t even finish the second please before he thrust into me. I cried out as he stretched me open.
“Yes, yes,” I whimpered, my nails digging into his flesh as I held onto him for dear life. “Oh God, yes, Graham.”
His lips explored my neck, kissing and sucking and nibbling. His breathing was heavy, and he groaned every time he thrust his cock deep inside me. That sound alone was enough to send me over the edge again – knowing that I was giving him pleasure brought out a second orgasm. My pussy spasmed around his cock as he continued drilling into me. His rhythm never let up, even as I writhed underneath him from the pleasure.
“I’m going to—” Graham never finished his sentence, but I knew from the low growl and his ragged breathing that he was close.
My moans grew louder, and Graham kissed me, his mouth silencing the sounds as the last wave of my orgasm washed over me. Graham’s cock throbbed inside me, filling me with his seed. I simply enjoyed the sensation and the warmth of his cum as we laid there together. He stared into my eyes, our foreheads pressed together. He kissed me before sliding his cock out of me and laid down beside me.
Graham pulled me close to him, and I rested my head against his chest. His heartbeat thundered against my ear as my eyes grew heavy. His fingers played with my hair, stroking it away from my face. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I fell asleep.
Even with everything that was happening to me, I felt safe with Graham. I wondered if this might be the last night of peaceful sleep in a while, so I needed to enjoy it.
I would figure out my next step in the morning.
Graham
What in the hell is that sound, I wondered. Whatever it was, it wouldn’t fucking stop.
It took me a few minutes to wake up and realize that the mysterious buzzing sound was coming from Emmy’s purse, which was sitting beside the bed. I wouldn’t search through her bag or anything, but since it was right there, I decided to shut off the