Page 41 of Accidental Abduction

“I’ve got you.” Her breathing evened out and she relaxed into my chest.

“That thing makes it impossible to breathe,” she whispered once she’d fully relaxed against me after her breathing evened out. “I don’t know how you kept that thing on so long.”

“Not gonna lie, it kinda sucked. But it was worth it since I got to end the night buried inside you.”

Despite the release we’d shared a few minutes ago, desperation to possess her pleasure had me reacting as she shifted in my lap. I traced my hands down her sides, my right one drifting in between her legs. She was making a mess of herself as my cum leaked out of her, and I had a command—that I was suddenly more desperate than I’d expected—to obey.

“Stand up, Char,” I whispered, holding her waist as she climbed to her feet. Pulling her backward, I leaned in, licking a line up the back of her legs, sinking my teeth lightly into her ass. She yelped and I pressed a hand into her lower back. “Bend forward.”

She exhaled hard when my tongue slipped between her thighs, tracing up the inside of one until my nose was buried in her wet pussy. She squirmed as I lapped at her, cleaning her up like she’d wanted until she was moaning and leaning back into my movements. I hooked an arm around her thigh, strumming her clit softly with my thumb until she was shaking and calling out my name, throbbing against my lips.

“Mmm,” I hummed, placing a kiss on her ass.

She turned and ran one hand through my chaotic hair, cupping my jaw with the other and tracing her thumb across my bottom lip. “I didn’t think you’d actually do it.”

“Get down here and kiss me,” I murmured, and she climbed into my lap, her tongue hungrily sucking mine as she rocked against my cock that was throbbing for her.

“You’re hard again,” she whispered against my lips, reaching between us and stroking it in her fist while I moaned into her mouth. “I thought you older men were supposed to take a while to recover.”

“It’s your fault,” I groaned, flexing my hips into her fist with each downward stroke.

She leaned back, sitting between my open thighs and spreading her legs. She gave me one final rough stroke and then grabbed my hand, bringing it to my now throbbing erection. “Your turn. Give me a show.”

“I’ve got a better idea,” I growled, laying her back against the rug. I swiped my cock through the wetness between her legs, dipping inside and then pulling it free—glistening with both of our earlier releases.

Climbing over her, I guided her hands to her breasts. “Hold these for me.”

Her eyes lit up as I leaned down, biting her nipples and then alternating sucking them into my mouth until she was moaning and squirming.

Deciding to just go for it, I spit in the valley between her breasts a few times, spreading it around with my fingertips before I scooted forward, angling my dick to press in between them.

She watched with wide eyes as I slowly rocked, groaning as the combination of our cum and my spit had me gliding against her smooth skin. Seeing her reaction had me on edge in minutes, and I was clenching my teeth trying to hold onto some dignity. “If you don’t want me to cover you in cum, tell me now.”

And I swear to the fucking devil themself, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. If I wasn’t convinced this girl was meant for me after the last two days, I was now. And I would never let her go.

She moaned along with me as my balls drew up, cum splattering her chest. Stream after stream arched out of me, leaving filthy streaks across her neck and cheek. Once I was done, she reached forward, grasping the back of my thigh and pulling me forward to lick the tip, a tortured groan escaping my lips as she sucked me clean.

“That was hot. I give it an eight,” she teased, wiping her cheek with her pointer finger and sucking it between her lips.

“Only eight?” I panted, smiling down at her.

“Yeah, eight points for the eight inches. Or should I go find a ruler to verify before I score you?”

“Ruining the moment here, Charley,” I growled, scooting back to stretch my body over hers, our warm, sweaty chests brushing together. Wiping her soiled cheek with my thumb, I pressed it toher lips, watching as she licked it clean. “But I love how filthy you are. Lying here covered in my cum.”

“And Ilove...”she paused, biting down on the pad of my thumb and wrapping her arms and legs around my suddenly fatigued body. “Being covered by you.”

It was way too soon to have the feelings that I knew were coursing through my veins, and I would not be letting them out because I was worried that she wouldn’t take them seriously at this point. But it went deeper than fascination. I was falling for her in a matter of days. Maybe I’d been under her spell longer than I’d realized, and once I was free of the toxicity that’d been plaguing me, my eyes had finally been opened to how amazing she was and how free I felt when I was with her.

“I like being surrounded by you too.” She held me tighter, kissing me until I could barely breathe. “But you’re getting kind of clingy.”

She laughed, tucking her face into my neck, and I rolled to my side, pulling her into my chest and twirling her hair around my finger until we both drifted off to sleep.

Hudson

Sunday passed much thesame as Saturday. We spent the day talking about anything and everything—playing several games of twenty questions, getting progressively dirtier as the day went along. By the afternoon we were desperate for each other again, falling into bed exhausted and sore. We ate sandwiches in bed at midnight after we woke up again and then talked until the sun came up.

By the time Monday morning rolled around, my anxiety had started taking over, knowing our time living together inside these four walls was fleeting. The snow had tapered off and the temperature had risen, the sun shining brightly outside.

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