Page 16 of M!lking Mina

It was everything she’d dreamed of.

The need pounding through her swirled, tightened.

And then exploded.

She cried out as she came all over his dick, felt his hands gripping her hips tighter as he started riding her harder, faster, sending her ecstasy spiraling.

It was the most intense orgasm of her entire life.

Patrick

Never let it be said that he didn’t give a lady what she wanted.

The fact that he wanted to get his cock inside her had nothing to do with it. He’d been planning on using his fingers, which she’d obviously been enjoying, but when she’d started begging for his cock… well, he couldn’t deny her. Especially when it was whathewanted too.

And she was just as hot, as slick, as needy as she’d looked and felt against his fingers.

He could feel the tremors of her pussy around him, enjoying her whimpers as he moved inside her, stretching her open. As tiny as she was, she’d still managed to take his whole cock. The sight of it slowly sliding into her wet, shaved pussy, the slickness of her juices coating its length when he’d pulled partway out, had been hot as hell.

So when she started to cream herself all over his cock, crying out in ecstasy as she climaxed, Patrick was already close to orgasm himself. He groaned, holding her tightly in place so that he could pound into her without mercy. And she took all of him,again and again, moaning and whimpering with pleasure the whole time.

“Fuck.”

He slammed into her, holding himself still as her quivering pussy spasmed around him, clenching and pulling at his dick as his own orgasm spurted inside her. The muscles of her body milked every last drop of cum from him until he was gasping and empty.

Relaxing his grip on her, he panted for breath, coming down from the high to the rhythmic sound of the pump.

Fuck! The pump.

He retained enough brainpower to reach over and flip the switch to turn it off, not sure how long he’d actually kept it running. He hadn’t meant for it to be very long, since he figured her nipples had already gotten a lot of stimulation from the “auction,” but he’d kind of lost track of time.

Immediately, her muscles relaxed and she let out a long breath of air that wasn’t quite a moan. Patrick ran his hands up the sides of her body and back down, massaging her gently as he did so. His cock was still lodged inside her, slowly wilting, but he was loath to have to leave the warm haven of her pussy until he absolutely had to. Instead, he caressed her, letting them both come down from the orgasmic high while he caught his breath and his cock deflated.

He hadn’t even gotten fully undressed.

Just undone the front of his jeans and thrust in.

“That was amazing,” she whispered.

At least, he thought that’s what she whispered. It was under her breath and he got the impression she was talking to herself, not to him. But he was glad to hear it. Giving her one last caress up and down her back, he reluctantly pulled back, letting his dick slip free from her body. There were plenty of wipes and other hygiene necessities on a table nearby so he got himselfcleaned up quickly and closed his jeans back up so he could attend to her.

She was smiling happily, blissfully content with her head turned to the side and resting on the bench. With her legs spread, he could see her puffy, reddened pussy lips with his cum slowly leaking from between them down onto the red leather of the bench, and his damn dick twitched again. Fuck, that was hot.

Even hotter when he got around to get a good look at her breasts.

Her nipples looked longer than before, darker red, more swollen. Compared to the rest of her skin, her breasts had turned pinker too. Why that turned him on he didn’t know, but it did.

“Good little hucow,” he murmured again, and her smile widened. Her eyes were closed.

Patrick couldn’t help himself. He leaned forward to brush a kiss over her lips.

Immediately, her eyes popped open, and she stared at him with surprise. Had there been kissing in the book? Suddenly, he couldn’t remember.

But it didn’t matter. The fantasy was that she was his hucow and he could do what he wanted with her, and he’d wanted to kiss her. Yes, they were doing their best to recreate some of the scenes from the book, but everyone understood that it wasn’t going to be exact.

“Good girl,” he said gruffly, getting back to his feet to take care of the pump equipment.

He wasn’t sure what she’d thought about the kiss, but it didn’t matter. Patrick liked to kiss, and he planned on doing it again. Preferably while holding her. Or while she was on his lap. Or bouncing on his cock.

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