Page 22 of Obeying the Owner

Gripping onto her shoulders, I put more power behind my thrusts, pulling her down as my dick drives into her.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants. Her fingernails dig into the skin on my upper back, and her bare heels press into my ass with every thrust, urging me on. Being inside her feels amazing. I’ve never felt anything like it.

“Yes, yes.” Mae feels it too.

No matter how good her pussy is, there is no way I’m finishing before she does. But staring down at her jiggling tits and listening to our flesh slapping with every thrust of my hips challenges my control.

Beads of sweat form on my brow as I try not to burst. I pick up the pace, thrusting my hips faster and harder. I can’t last much longer.

“Oh… God.” Mae gasps, trembling beneath me. Her orgasm hits, and tremors pass through her torso. Her pussy clenches my cock with each wave until I can’t hold back any longer.

My orgasm arrives like a freight train. My hold on her shoulders instantly tightens, fingertips gripping her delicate skin.

Back bowing, a long groan falls from my lips as every muscle in my body tenses. And when they finally relax, I gently pull out of Mae and fall forward. My arms catch my weight, preventing me from crushing her, and I gently press a soft kiss to her lips.

“Damn, that was amazing.”

“If you do say so yourself,” she teases.

“You enjoyed it just as much as I did,” I say.

She smiles. “I did. Operation one-night stand has been a success.”

“I’m glad.” I roll over and sit on the edge of the bed with my back to her. I grab some tissues from the box on my nightstand, remove the condom, and wrap it up.

Rising, I head toward the bathroom. “I’ll be right back,” I say, closing myself inside. I dispose of the tissues in the trash can and wash my hands. Glancing in the mirror, I find my reflection smiling back at me.

Not bad, old man.

I wipe my hands on the towel and open the door. My brow furrows when I see Mae getting dressed.

“You don’t have to leave so soon,” I say.

I was thinking we should take advantage of a second round.

She steps into her skirt, dragging the black material up her sexy-as-sin legs. “That’s okay. I have work in the morning.”

Grabbing my boxer briefs from the floor, I draw them on. I pluck a pair of sweats and a clean t-shirt from a drawer and get dressed.

When I glance at Mae, she’s tying the bow on the front of her blouse. She quickly shoves her torn underwear into her pocket, like she doesn’t want me to notice, but I do and I’m not happy about it. I thought I’d get a keepsake to remember her by. She slips her feet into her heels and smiles at me. “I’m all set.”

I nod. “I’ll walk you out.”

She follows me into the hallway and down the stairs. “Do you want a drink or anything before you go?”

“No, thank you,” she replies, and we continue to the front door. She takes her keys and phone from the entryway table. “I’m glad we matched on Finder.”

My lips curve in reply. “Me too. This has been a great night.”

“It has. Thank you for making me so comfortable with a new situation.”

“Next time you match with someone, it’ll be easier for you.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, I want to claw them back in. I don’t want to think about her sharing what we just did with some other guy.

“I guess I’ll find out at some point,” she says, making me regret my careless reply even more.

“Let me walk you to your car,” I say.

“There’s no need.”

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