Page 47 of Never Say Yes To Your Fake Husband

I tug them down my legs and step out of them. “Is that better?”

In reply, she wraps a tight fist around my dick and pumps me from the tip straight down to the base of my shaft. I can feel my heart leap into my throat, and my balls pretty much join it. “Better,” she says in agreement.

“Yes, it’s better,” I rasp breathily.

“I want to put you in my mouth. I want to suck on you and fondle your balls and do all manner of dirty things to you. I want to ride your face. I want everything too, but right now, I just really want you inside me.”

“I want that too.”

“I can’t wait, Sterling. You’ve been gone way the heck too long.”

She guides me to her entrance. I pause there, the tip of my dick ready to slide in, ready to take her, ready to be inside her. I’m so ready to be inside her. But I still have to pause because I want to savor this moment. I want to forever remember how her hands feel, digging into my shoulders, holding on, and grasping me. I want to remember the taste of her lips when I claim them right now. I want to remember her gasp when I grasp her hips and lift her back up against the wall, the way her legs clench around mywaist, the way her hips slam straight into me, searching for me, her hot breaths against my neck as she rests her face there, and the feel of her teeth scraping over the skin of my neck because she’s playful, and she can give as good as she gets.

I feel completely inadequate when it comes to deserving this woman in my life, but I will deserve her, darn it. I will spend the rest of my life making us both happy. Even if she says she doesn’t need me to do that for her, I want to contribute. I want to contribute big time.

She leans into me and then digs her heels into my ass like she has the same idea about contributing to mine. “Need you,” she mumbles hotly. “Right now.”

“This is kind of nice too, though. Just hanging out here,” I tease.

“Bah! You had best be kidding,” she groans.

“Oh, I don’t know. This is pretty great.”

She adds one hand along with her heels to my butt cheek. “Being inside me will be even better.”

I’m already ready at her entrance. I push in just a little, and she’s right. She’ssoright. I meant to just tease her and make comments that would drive her wild while I made her wait for this and drove us both to the brink of insanity, but I can’t. I can’t wait. She’s too perfect. She’s gloriously perfect in every possible way. She’s so tight, so warm and ready. Her walls fit snugly around my cock as I thrust inside. I think we both see stars, and it’s a darn good thing the wall is doing a good job of holding Weland up because my arms go a little bit lax. At least just for a second before I recover enough blood for my brain in order to make my arms and legs function, as well as other parts of me that are functioning at the moment.

Weland is already pressed up against the wall. There’s nowhere for her to go. I’m the one who has to set the pace, so I do that by tilting my hips. It allows me to slide out just a little andthen fill her again. She’s a perfect fit, so snug and tight around my cock that I need a hand on the wall to ground myself while I keep the other one on Weland, supporting her.

“Holy god,” she grinds out against my lips. “Holy god, Sterling.”

I’m getting the right angle, I think, but the position makes it hard to truly let go.

There’s only one thing for that, and it’s not to be vertical. With a grunt, I pull out and walk us across the room, cupping Weland’s perfect bottom and her hips with both hands.

“Is this okay?” I set her down on the bed and flip her over. Then, I stroke my hand over the swell of her bottom and part her legs.

“Oh my holy hotdogs,” she sighs. “Yes, it’s okay.”

I climb onto the bed behind her and tilt her hips up with both hands, guiding her to me. She’s not at all shy, and just the sight of her in this position makes my balls swell and contract in turns. I know I don’t have long, but I don’t need long.

I fill her slowly, letting her adjust to the new position because it’s deeper and more intense than it was up against the wall. Weland is free to move, and her hips drive back against me as I fill her over and over. We’re a little bit mad, and things get a little bit frenzied. I know I’m not going to last, so I add my fingers to her clit and swirl in gentle circles while I thrust into her. Not long after, I feel her walls clenching around me, and then I feel her climax. It comes on hard. She cries out and claws at the blankets while also driving back into me. I can feel her pleasure, feel the waves contracting around my dick. And I can’t stop myself. I spiral into my own climax, or more like crash into it headfirst, going a thousand miles an hour. I launch myself into the vortex of pleasure and lose myself in it and in Weland. I would say I come all the way from my toes, but that would be ungentlemanly. Maybe, I don’t know. But I comehard.Exceptionally hard. At any rate, I can feel the pleasure all the way in my fingers and toes.

Weland keeps coming, and I realize I haven’t stopped gently circling her clit. She’s wild with it, and she outlasts me, moaning and thrashing against me until we both collapse on the bed. I manage to pull out first and not fall on top of her.

“Oh my holy…holy…just…wow.” She kisses me softly, and her body bumps against mine, causing her to gasp as she makes contact with all the places that are still so sensitive. I let out a little gasp of my own. “Just give me a few minutes, and then I’m game to ride you again however you want.”

“However I want? That’s a dangerous promise.” I haven’t even taken off her bra yet. A shiver of excitement races through me. In five minutes, I’m game tolether ride me however she wants. And this time, I’ll take off her bra and worship her lovely breasts.

“Oh, it might be. Because right now, I’m in the mood for dangerous.” Her smile is brighter than the sun, and it moves through me, owning and captivating me.

I plan on leaving no spot of her body untouched.

Uncared for.

Unexplored.

Unloved.

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