Page 32 of Night Shift

The room filled with whimpers and moans—an erotic symphony of her impending release—as we moved together in perfect sync.

“Come around my fingers. I want your walls to clamp down on them…now,” I demanded.

Sweat ran down her temples. She panted and struggled to find her release. My fingers fucked her harder until her wetness filled the palm of my hand. “Samantha, goddammit, do as you’re told,” I growled.

And she complied, screaming out, “Yes! Oh, my fucking God!” as her hands slammed against the bed.

I chuckled, but the vibration in my chest reminded me of my discomfort. I was getting a serious case of blue balls and needed to step away for a second. “I’ll be right back. You catch your breath. I’m not nearly finished with you. Oh, and don’t touch that blindfold.”

I shuffled to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of bottles of water. It was always good to stay hydrated. Tonight’s pleasure was mostly for Sam, but next time…next time would be for me. She had demanded that we never speak of tonight, but I knew better. Once she got a taste of ecstasy, she’d be addicted. I had no doubt this fiery kitten would become a hellcat.

Returning to the bed, I clasped Sam’s hand and pulled her up to a sitting position. “Here ya go, Sammich. Time for some hydration.” I handed her the opened bottle, and she drank it greedily. “Slow down, sweetheart. You don’t want to get a bellyache.”

She laughed. “Oh my God, I’m a nurse. I think I can manage my water consumption. When you get old, does drinking water too fast cause you trouble?”

“No, but smart-ass comments might get you more than you bargained for,” I said, snatching the bottle from her hand and dropping it onto the nightstand before I flipped her over on the bed. She landed on all fours with her ass up in the air. I gave her pale bottom a hard smack, leaving a rosy handprint. Then I had the best idea ever.

“Stay up on your hands and knees but turn in the other direction so that your head is facing toward the end of the bed.” While I watched her rotate, all I could think about was the million ways I could fuck her. Damn, my balls were hurting so much I thought they’d explode.

“Raise up onto your knees and spread them apart a little more. Now put your hands on your hips,” I ordered.

“What is this, some exercise program? Or are you getting your jollies by making me parade around?” she asked with her typical snark.

“You really do like baiting the lion, don’t you?” I laughed.

I sat on the foot of the bed and lay back. Using my feet for leverage, I scooted up the mattress until I had the best view ever. Sam’s pussy was still swollen and glistening from the two orgasms I’d given her. I needed a release, and she needed to occupy that sassy mouth.

“Sammich…you can place your hands back on the mattress. I’m ready for my midnight snack. How about you?”

She leaned over and found my knees, then glided her hands down my thighs until her hands were on either side of my ass. There, she froze, seeming to fully understand the position she was now in. I swear she stopped breathing.

“Don’t you think it’s my turn to receive…your attention?” I asked in a husky voice.

“Um, well…sure,” she said hesitantly. “But I’ve never, well, you know what I mean.”

“It’s okay. I know you’ve got quite a big imagination. How about you see what you can do.”

She swallowed hard, and it was all I could do not to laugh out loud. Tentatively, she searched for my dick. Her hands traced its perimeter where it rested on my stomach. “Whoa, okay. Big…extra-large, I’m guessing.”

“Sam, use your mouth for a better purpose. How about this? A friendly wager. Whoever comes first has to spend an entire day doing exactly what the other one wants.”

She was silent.

“Chicken?” I asked.

“Oh no. Just like the devil who went down to Georgia, I’ll take your bet. You’re gonna regret, because I’m…well, you get the point.”

And with that, she went to work. What the fuck had I just done to myself? I was already desperate to get off. But I could do this. I had some tricks up my sleeve.

With one hand, she took hold of my throbbing balls and started rolling them in her fingers like a pair of fucking dice.

Using my elbows, I knocked her knees further apart, giving me full access to her pussy. Eagerly, I dug my fingers into her ass cheeks and pulled her big, juicy lips to mine. I guessed we were both competitive as hell.

Although Sam was new to this, she seemed to grasp the concept quickly. With each tentative lick she gave me, my body tensed. But I had a game to win, so I focused on sending her over the edge once more.

“Enjoying yourself?” I asked as she wrapped her lips around me and began gently sucking.

“Mm-hmm,” she mumbled, the vibration of her words sending a fiery current through my cock. Her hands moved to give me a gentle stroke while at the same time she took me in deeper.

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