Page 61 of His One True Wish

Then her eyes closed and she cried out, her legs locking onto me like a vice. She screamed as she ground her clit against me. I pushed into her, curling my cock, stroking her from the inside out. Her body shook as she came all around me, her nails clawing into my back until I couldn’t take it, and I came, my come shooting into her like an explosion. I pumped into her again and again, my breath hitching with every thrust.

I hovered above her, sighing and shaking. When I opened my eyes, she stared back into mine.

“I fucking saw stars,” I said, smiling.

“Did you make a wish?” she said, giving me a wicked grin.

I rolled off her, laughing. Her naked body slick with sweat, I ran my hands up and down her back. She shivered a few times as goosebumps broke out.

“Well, we certainly know how to bend the rules,” I said. Leaning over, I kissed her temple.

“It’s your fault.” She sighed, playing with my beard. “You let me fix stuff. It’s a super-big turn-on for me. I love being handy.”

“That’s your kink?” I said, laughing.

“I don’t know,” she said, looking at the ceiling. “Maybe? I like being useful, helping people, being positive. Maybe it is. Acts of service, being useful, is that a kink?”

“Kink just means it makes you feel good,” I said, my voice low.

“Do you have a kink?” she asked me.

“I don’t know,” I said. “I used to have a thing for unavailable women.”

“Unavailable.” She pretended to be shocked. “You mean like the granddaughter of your landlord, who will evict you, by the way?”

I pretended to be hurt. “I was hoping you’d change your mind about that.”

“Please tell me that’s not why you’re fucking me,” she said.

Her voice was playful, but I sensed there was something serious under her words.

“No,” I said, looking at her. I put her hand on my cock, which was hard again. “Trust me. My cock doesn’t do anything he doesn’t want to do.”

“Do you always talk to him?” she said, scooting to sit up.

“Only when he gets a mind of his own,” I said.

She grinned and straddled my stomach right above my cock, running her fingers over my chest.

“I think I have a mind to ride you like this, right now,” she said. Reaching behind her, she grasped my shaft and moved her hips back. In one swift move, she guided me inside her soaking wet pussy.

“Oh, fuck, baby,” I moaned.

“You like this,” she said, riding me, “don’t you.” She moved her hips up and down, her pussy clenched around my cock. I scooted myself up and lowered my mouth to her nipple, sucking and tugging.

She squealed and ground herself against me harder. I could see nothing but her body, feel nothing but her cunt and the intense pulse of my dick telling me to come inside her. I needed to fill her with me. I needed to make her mine.

“Now!” she screamed, her head rocking back as she shook and shuddered. I gripped her hips and drove my cock in so deep and I pulsed until there was nothing left. She collapsed on top of me, both our bodies slippery with sweat.

“Can I ask you a question?” she whispered, her finger trailing down my chest.

“Of course.”

“Did you see stars?” There was a smile in her tone.

“Yes,” I said softly.

“Did you wish on one.”

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