Page 66 of Number 10 Affair

I nudged her dripping entrance with my cock, ready to ram it into her, but I held off.

“Spencer, I haven’t been with anyone for a long time. I don’t know if I can meet your expectations,” she suddenly stilled, biting down on her lip nervously.

I froze, and quickly pulled her towards me. She avoided my gaze: this wasn’t a good sign. I couldn’t understand what the hell was going on. She was fucking perfect and I was ready to worship her.

“What are you talking about, Laura?” I grabbed her chin and tilted it up so that she would look at me.

“You must have been with many experienced women before me, and I can’t compare—”

“Don’t you fucking dare think that you’re not enough! Laura, you’ve changed me in ways none of those other women ever could. You made me open myself to you. With the others it was just sex, only sex and nothing else, but with us, it has never been about that alone,” I said, more vulnerable than ever before, but she needed to know that I had never felt emotionally connected to any other women after Samantha. Laura was the only one that made me feel human again, she taught me how to feel. I couldn’t stand it that she thought she wasn’t experienced enough or good enough for a prick like me. “And trust me, you’re driving me fucking crazy. Now, let me fuck you because I might actually die of blue balls if I wait any longer.”

She laughed and pushed me onto my back, straddling me.

“God, you’re so hot,” she muttered and eased herself onto my cock. “Let’s do it this way.”

I knew that this time I needed to let her take control. She felt self conscious and she didn't have to, because she could never fail me. I rubbed her tits, moving my thumb over the perky nipples as she was sinking deeper onto my shaft. Fuck, her pussy was ready for me. My cock gave another convulsive twitch, and I felt a hot flow of moisture flow from the tip. She was going to be the death of me. I was ready to explode inside her, and I didn't want to. I needed to fuck her slowly, but this task felt impossible.

I gripped her hips tightly, bringing her tits down to my face. This position was perfect because I had her hard nipples right where I wanted them—near my mouth.

“Fuck, you’re so tight but so perfect,” I said as she rocked over my hips, willing myself not to come just yet.

I was in heaven. She rode me at a languid pace, staring into my eyes. This woman was my goddess, the light at the end of a long, dark tunnel. I licked her left nipple, then drew it into my mouth, sucking it deeply. She picked up the pace and I let her. Those slick, tight inner walls clamped down on my aching cock as I impaled her on it. My vision went a little blurry as her pussy milked my erection with an explosion of tentative ripples.

“Spencer … oh God, I’m coming again!” she screamed.

I gripped her ass cheeks and thrust up deeper, moving harder, whilst small droplets of sweat appeared on my brows. There was so much I wanted to do to her, but we were going to take this slowly. I willed myself not to come even as she writhed on top of me, but it was impossible as the rush of heat overtook my senses. My balls were so tight, so full and I needed to release my seed.

I squeezed her boobs, pinched her nipples, and pushed my hips harder, falling into the oblivion of ecstasy, coming apart right with her. The orgasm shattered me, breaking me to a million pieces. Laura kept riding me, using my body to shamelessly prolong her own release. Beads of sweat broke over my forehead and back as I tried to fight for control. Both our bodies were vibrating from the orgasm.

"Please can you fuck me again, but this time on all fours?" she pleaded, looking at me with those wide green doe eyes after a long moment of heavy silence that was broken by our heavy breathing. I smirked, feeling a rush of new energy, so I pushed her off me. I couldn't bloody believe that she was ready to go again. I thought I had great stamina, so I never expected her to challenge me in the bedroom.

"Hold onto the headboard," I ordered as I lifted myself to my knees. Laura's eyes sparkled with mischief and she got on all fours like I’d asked her, then put her hands on the headboard.

"Christ, you're going to be the death of me and this time I am going to fuck you so hard, that my whole security team won't ever look me in the eye again," I told her, situating myself behind.

"Please Spencer, fuck me so hard and deep that I have to think about you every time I have to sit down or walk anywhere," she begged. I was still trying to gather myself, but my breathing was ragged. My pulse was pounding in my ears.

I closed my eyes, ordering myself to calm fucking down, because this time I needed to meet her expectations.

Once I could catch my breath again, I spread her legs, and adjusted her hips until the crown of my cock was aligned with her wet pussy. I pushed my hips forward, seating my entire shaft to the root inside her in one thrust.

She screamed loudly and I brushed my fingers over her spine, then down to the crack of her ass while I waited to regain control of myself. I eased my shaft out then thrust my cock way back into her. I slid my palms up to cup her small breasts as I began to fuck her tight, drenched pussy.

Laura was already on the verge of another orgasm. I could feel her walls contracting, her pussy throbbing around my cock. All she needed was a little pressure in exactly the right spot. I kept pounding into her harder, deeper, then released my hand and dove down between her legs.

"Spencer, I–"

"Hush, you're such a good girl," I praised. "You're so ready to explode all over my cock, aren't you?"

"Yes, but I want it in my mouth, please let me suck you off," she said, surprising me even more. I laughed, then pinched her clit and buried my cock to the hilt until she cried out with pleasure.

"Now come for me baby," I ordered and then she did exactly what I told her. Split seconds later, she fell apart, her whole body convulsing around my shaft, then I was coming with her, ejaculating fiercely, the scorching heat rippled through me in waves as we were both coming apart simultaneously. My release wrenched free, my own pleasure enchanted her own.

It was the most memorable fucking session I’d ever had, yet I already wanted more, needed more.

I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up, it was already dark outside. For a moment, I lay there alone, disoriented and feeling like I was coming down from an unbelievable high. Laura’s scent lingered on the pillow, and I stared at the celling, wondering what the fuck I’d just done.

I brushed my hand over my face, trying to gather my thoughts, when voices floated up from outside. I climbed off the bed and went over to the window.

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