Page 80 of Descent

“Ooo…” she sings, wiggling her cheeks in approval.

My thumb is next, easing her into it and imagining my most recent fantasy coming to life. She’s impossibly tight.

Like she can read my mind, she sighs out two words, “Cock. Now.”

Making my sex-ravaged cock throb with the sweetest ache. Rising, I keep knuckling deeper, all the way to the base of my thumb.

Circe’s lips press together, muffling her moans. One hand reaches back, tapping the fabric of the chair, pointing at her suitcase on the couch.

My other hand rummages through the pocket swiftly, finding a bottle of liquid. Knowing better than to ask why she has lube readily at hand, I dribble the slippery fluid across her ass, massaging it all over her, savoring the feeling of her skin, her glutes. Arcing inward, I glide against her pucker, fingering some into her bit by bit.

Circe’s eyes flutter, never quite opening, her brow furrowed.

I press myself against that tunnel, my head slick and glistening. Slowly, slowly, I open her to me, my jaw hanging open at the sensation.

Circe hisses, her mouth stretching wide into a silent wail. I wait, letting her acclimate. But she sits back, taking me to the base of my column, her clutch gripping me like liquid latex.

The first few pumps are long. Steady.

Once she’s warmed up, everything changes. Circe’s breathing speeds to a pant as she takes my entire shaft into her forbidden reaches, the lubricant smoothing every plummet in her depths into slippery bliss.

No way I can last.

Fortunately, Circe’s body lets me know she can’t either.

Without warning, she flips over, using the chair to support her acrobatic spin. All while keeping me suctioned to the hilt inside of her ass.

Sweet mercy, this woman!

I take her cues, catching her legs, bending them back. My hips take over for her, spearing into her. Circe’s head falls back. Her arms hook around the base of the chair.

Her silent cries find a voice right as she loses all control of her legs.

“Ooh … Ero come with me!”

She takes all of me one last time and I unleash every remaining drop of cum inside her, my testicles tightening, drained.

I’ve never come so hard in my life.

I know I keep saying that, but…

Our flight landsin New York around midday.

Lunch. A cab ride to downtown.

“Where to first?”

“Uh …”

“Seriously? We came all this way and you can’t even remember where to go?!” Circe gives me a put-out expression.

“Very funny. I just—” Feel totally unsure of myself for the first time I can remember.

She steps in wrapping her arms around my waist. “I can’t decide if I like that look on you, or I love it.”

“What look?”

“Dumbstruck. Baffled? It’s cute.”

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