Page 7 of Pursued by the Player

“You want it hard?” He slapped her ass again. “You want to feel me tomorrow?”

“Yes.” She gasped as he placed both palms on her lower back and pushed her down toward his groin. “Oh God, yes.” She leaned back and slid her hands up under her shirt. Jett stared in awe and wonder as she started kneading her breasts underneath the shirt.

“Oh God, baby.” He curled his fingers into her ass and pulled apart her cheeks. “Keep doing that.”

She smiled at him and moved over his length, causing the pressure in his core to increase.

Curling his fingers into her flesh, he pushed up hard, desperate to get as deep as possible into her slick heat.

“I want you to come inside of me.”

“I want that too, baby.”

“I want you to come harder than you ever have before.” She moved faster, slapping her hips into his as she came down hard on his cock.

Jett groaned as the pressure built inside his core. “Only if you come first.”

A condom. He needed to pull out of her and get a condom.

She let go of her breasts and gripped the back of the seat once more. Time stood still as their bodies came together and they moved as one. Jett buried his head in her shoulder and inhaled her scent as they came together. He had never felt anything so wonderful or consuming. He doubted that he would ever feel anything like it again.

He wanted to draw it out and make it last, but the pleasure was coming too hard, too fast. He began to grunt with each thrust, a primal needy sound that was bringing him closer to the edge. In response she whimpered and bucked, widening her legs on the seat and allowing him to go deeper. Again and again, they came together, until all that existed for him was the woman in his arms.

She came first, and as she arched her back and lost herself in bliss, Jett tried to hold on. She was gripping his cock too hard, and she felt way too good. It wasn’t long before he came with her, filling her with every drop of passion he had in his body. When it was over, she collapsed on him, burying her head in his shoulder and making a cute, feminine sound of exhaustion. As he slid his arms up her back and held her close, he inhaled her scent and thanked the greater universe on his turn of good fortune.

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