Page 46 of 7 Nights of Sin

"You should see how you look," I said, reaching out to trail a hand down her chest, bypassing her sensitive nipples for the time being. "Helpless and caught. Just mine to play with. All night if I want. I could just keep you here and fuck you as much as I want, and you'd love that, wouldn't you?"

Caro tried to look disdainful, but it was a losing battle when she couldn't stop the flush on her cheeks or the way her breath hitched and then came in pants. She was turned on. She wanted it.

"I bet if I check between your legs, your pussy is going to be soaked," I teased. "Because you're so needy for it."

"God," she groaned. "Will you just fuck me already?"

I laughed again. Teasing her was too much fun, but I was just as desperate to be back inside of her as she was to have me there.

My dick was throbbing again, hard and flushed, reading to plunge back into that wet heat and fuck her until we were both satisfied.

It was a better angle for that with the two of us horizontal in bed, and it was easy enough to get between her legs and push right back in.

Her body welcomed me like an old friend, and I let out a satisfied sigh as she lifted her legs to bend them at the knee, feet flat on the mattress.

I didn't waste any time. Instead of teasing her more, I gave in to what we both wanted and started thrusting, setting a hard, almost punishing pace.

Our bodies slapped together, and the sounds of my cock thrusting into her wet pussy again and again were loud and filthy, adding to the hotness of it.

"You're so wet for me," I panted. "You hear that? You hear how much you want my cock?"

She just moaned, tugging at the cuffs that held her bound, and it seemed like every time she got a reminder that she was helpless for the moment, she tightened around me, dragging low groans from my throat.

She felt so good, and I knew I wasn't going to last long. I was already so worked up, so desperate for her, and from the sounds she was making, I knew she was close as well.

"Kevin," she whined, hips bucking up. "Fuck, Kevin, please."

Hearing her say my name like that was amazing, and it went right to my head and then to my cock. I fucked her even harder, the bed bouncing and groaning under us, and it was a damned good thing we were out here by ourselves because anyone around would have definitely heard this.

"That's it," I praised her. "That's it, baby." One hand trailed down to tease her clit, rubbing the slick bud while my cock kept pounding into her. "You gonna come for me?"

Caro nodded, lips parted but no words coming out of her mouth. She was that caught up in it, that lost to her own pleasure, and it was like a stroke right to the ego to see it.

I wanted to satisfy her so she'd want to do it again, and also because she deserved it.

"Come on," I coaxed. "Come on, Caro. Let me see you come all over my cock. Let me feel it."

She whimpered, high and desperate, writhing under me while I kept thrusting, hitting deep with each forward motion.

Her hands were balled into fists in the cuffs, and her toes were curled, and I could feel it as her orgasm rushed over her. She went so tight around me, enough that it sparked the beginning of my own orgasm, making me grit my teeth and grumble out a harsh curse because it felt so damn good.

Her body twisted and arched, and she nearly sobbed as she came undone. For a second, all I could do was watch, caught up in how beautiful she was like this, hair coming out of its knot, face flushed, eyes glazed over with passion. It was such a good look on her, such a change from the way she usually looked, and it was something I wanted to see more of. Something I wanted to be the cause of, too.

"Fuck," I breathed, hips not slowing a second. I fucked her through her orgasm, and when she was limp and sated under me, I found my own, the heat of the pleasure and sensation threatening to drag me under as it roared through my body.

Before I collapsed in a heap, I managed to uncuff her from the bed, and then I was too tired to do anything else.

We both just laid there, panting hard, trying to remember how to do anything other than ride the tides of pleasure and satisfaction that we were clearly both still on.

"I thought you were supposed to keep me from running away," Caro finally said. Her voice was soft, and she sounded like she was still hazy.

I glanced over at her, and it didn't seem like she was in a hurry to go anywhere, so I just shrugged. "I think we both know I can't stop you from doing anything you want to do."

She hummed softly, a little frown on her face, but she still didn't get up to go anywhere. I considered that progress.

My eyelids felt heavy, like they were sinking as I laid there, and I didn't know what it was about amazing sex that tired me out so much, but it was hard to stay awake.

I rolled over to look at Caro better and reached out a hand to touch her arm. "Stay?" I asked her, but I was fading before I could hear her response.

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