of pleasure and internal shivers of maintaining supreme control over myself. “God, you feel so good.”
My lips were parched while I watched this beautiful woman plant her hands on my chest and move her hips up and down along my shaft. I fell into a daze of being high or something like that while watching my shirt she wore—now my favorite shirt in the goddamn world—slide off her shoulders and reveal her breasts, bouncing as she moved herself faster on my cock. Her eyes were dark after she found comfort riding my dick, and her breathing picked up. She was so beautiful it was almost as painful as holding back.
“Fuck,” I stammered and closed my eyes in pain. “I want to come so deep in you, Avery,” I said as she started moving faster and her waist in perfect circles to ride me better than any woman had previously done.
I reached back and gripped the edge of my desk, writhing underneath this woman taking advantage of my dick in the best way possible. I was in a state of bliss as my cock felt everything inside her. I started pumping myself up into her, needing to be deeper.
“Oh my God,” she moaned.
“Harder?” I begged with a groan of pleasure, yet still the pain of holding myself back. I was going to come so fucking hard that I would most likely pass out from the sensation.
“Hell yes, lover,” she said with a smile, and her eyes closed.
That pet name almost ended this that second, and not because I was throwing her off me. No one used that name on me. It was always Jim, Jimmy, or some other name, but lover? Strange how that coming out of her mouth was more sensual than anything else. It was the way she said it too. Her scratchy voice was sexier than anything and it strangely made me feel more apt to ensure this woman enjoyed my cock for as long as she needed.
I reached for her clit, and she batted my hand away. She stopped moving and rose up. “I want you to watch me get myself off with your dick buried in me. Deep,” she said with an arched eyebrow, and what I assumed was a nervous bite to the corner of her lip.
“Fuck yes,” I said. “Get yourself off on me, gorgeous. When you come, I’m taking you to that couch, and I’m burying my cock so deep in you that you’ll scream for more.”
“Oh, yeah?” she taunted, holding a breast, licking her lips and working her clit. She started moving slowly, working my cock however she wanted.
“Damn, you’re beautiful.” How many times could I say this truth? Did she have any idea how fucking sexy this was? Her confidence, her energy, and now her head rocked back with her mouth open.
I glanced down at her as she rubbed herself harder, and I reached down to feel that perfect ass while I watched her moan into a climax again. She cursed and practically howled while breathing out her spasm that was pulsating around my cock. That was all I could fucking take.
She was mine now. I sat up and kept my cock from slipping out while she dropped her face into my shoulder, her teeth clamping down softly on it while she groaned. I could make it to the fucking sofa, couldn’t I?
“You feel so amazing, Jim,” she said, coming down.
“You ready for another one? Can you come on me again?” I asked, pressing our bodies together onto the sofa in my office.
I started thrusting myself into her hard until I saw her wince. She’s still sensitive. Settle for a kiss. I did. I worked all of my energy into the kiss, forcing her to moan while I slowed my dick, sliding in and out of her still-throbbing pussy. I pulled away, breathless, and our eyes met in some moment of pure ecstasy.
“You’re still coming on me, aren’t you?”
“I want it harder,” she answered with her hand on her clit again. “Fuck me deep, Jim.”
“That’s my girl,” I said with a smile while she claimed my bottom lip and sucked on it.
I pumped harder and deeper. Avery let me go at that point, gripped behind her knees, and spread herself fully open for me.
“Fuck, Avery,” I said, pumping harder. “You’re unreal.”
Her arms locked behind my back, and her lips were suckling under my chin as I found my greedy rhythm to claim this pussy unlike any other I’d ever fucked. I