Page 96 of The Price of Forever

I tightened my hold around her little waist, making sure there wasn’t an inch of unnecessary space between our bodies. “Ride me like you wanted to. I’m yours.”

Her mouth parted, the sexiest, yet most tender look searing across her face. I didn’t go bareback with anyone—much less the client’s sister I wasn’t supposed to touch—but all bets were off with Jordan. I’d known it the second I met her, even though I’d been in denial.

Jordan pushed up, revealing the length of my cock, then sank back down. We both groaned. She was juicier than fuck, a waterslide of desire, and I held on for dear life as she slammed down around my cock. I cupped her tits in my hands as she rode me, matching the rhythm of the bass undertones coming from the current performance in the club. Bathed in purple light, fully naked and riding my cock like a champ, she was a goddess. This was absolutely the shit of my dreams. Better than my dreams, even, because I’d never been able to dream up someone like Jordan.

“That’s it, Jordan.” I squeezed her tits as she rocked against me. Her thighs trembled, and I could tell she was close. “You like how I fill you up?”

She nodded vehemently, her eyes glued to mine.

“You want me to show you how much I like it, too?”

She whimpered, biting her bottom lip as she ground against me.

“Let me hear you say it.”

“Sh-Show me,” she breathed. Her eyes were the equivalent of exclamation points. A sheen of sweat glimmered on her skin, and I could tell she was struggling to hold it together. “Fill me up, Seven.”

The breathy command undid my little remaining restraint. The way her hips moved against me, the way that vice of a pussy continually slipped up and down, consuming my cock with nothing at all between our slick, hot flesh…after so much prolonged teasing and delayed gratification, I was shocked I’d been able to last this long.

“Fuck, Jordan. You take it so fucking good.” I buried my face in the hollow of her neck as I felt the warning pinpricks spiral into a full-body assault. Heat flooded me, bliss spreading from top to tail, as I pumped round after round into her. Jordan made every type of indecipherable sound, the way a woman sounds when she utterly and truly falls apart. I could feel the truth of it from the way her pussy spasmed around my cock, the way she went limp in my arms and eventually stilled against me, buried balls deep inside her.

I couldn’t release my hold on her. I wasn’t sure I could ever let her go. Not fully. She breathed as fast as someone who’d just finished running a marathon. My cock pulsed weakly inside her, damn near ready for round two.

I’d found my moment of bliss. Everything made sense, and nothing but this languorous pleasure existed inside me and between us.

Jordan shifted after a few moments, or maybe a few hours. Her voice was a raw whisper. “Holy shit.”

I could already feel my cum beginning its hot slide out of her pussy, dripping out and down. I was a big man in all senses, and that included my output.

I nuzzled her neck. “You good?”

All I heard for a few moments was her breath at my ear. Then she said, “More than good.”

“Good.”

“What about you?”

“Paralyzed with pleasure.” I pulled back so I could get a good look at her, finding a drugged expression on her face. I likely wore a similar one myself.

“That’s probably a little closer to the truth,” she whispered. “I might need to go to the hospital after this.”

I smirked. “Well, all your vitals have been verified…”

“You technically impaled me.”

“I think you’ll be able to walk,” I said. Though I couldn’t say it would be easy right away.

“You rearranged my organs,” she said.

“They needed to be freshened up,” I claimed, “it’s good to rearrange things every so often.”

She snort-laughed, then collapsed against my chest again. My dick had softened slightly, but it waited at attention. I lifted her by the backs of her thighs slightly, until she slipped off me and came to her feet unsteadily.

“Whoa,” she whispered, bracing herself against my shoulders.

“Good thing you waited until after your performance.”

We watched each other for a few moments, grinning like idiots. Then she started to look for her clothes.

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