Page 10 of Empowered
The harder he became, the harder it was to swallow his girth. Perhaps it was for the best he wasn’t trying to orally fuck her, but it played with Sarah’s preconceived notions of what men like Lucas were about in the bedroom. Or, in this case, the private room of a sex club.
“Enough.” He pushed her back by the shoulders until her mouth was off him, her saliva smacking her chin from the quick force of it. “Get up here and kiss me like a proper lady does.”
Sarah didn’t know what that meant, but she would guess it was something like hopping in his lap and going fuck-crazy on his mouth. Which was what she wanted to do, anyway.
He grabbed her ass and squeezed as hard as he dared, bringing her pelvis forward and sliding his cock against her clothed slit. Groaning, Sarah focused on both bruising his mouth with hers and slipping her fingers between her lingerie and his cock.Pull this over here. Bring my hips forward. Find the head of his cock… oh, oh…
She didn’t mean to whine on his lips. She wanted to crash her tongue against his and taste the back of his throat – make him taste his musk on her lips. But experiencing the wide head of his cock pushing into her did something to her that she hadn’t felt in much, much too long.
Lucas didn’t say anything. Didn’t growl, didn’t hiss, didn’t chuckle or sigh. All he did, while Sarah struggled to process the sensation claiming her, was firmly grab her hips and shove her down onto his cock.
She was forced to take every inch of him like that, however many inches that was.I can’t tell. I don’t know. How the fuck do I count? What the hell is an inch? 2.2 centimeters in the motherland! Fuck my damn cunt, it’s both amazing and terrible!Amazing how intense it was inside of her. Terribly not a permanent part of her – which might have been for the best.
Sarah enjoyed it best when it hurt a little. It reminded her that she was alive. That pain was also a part of pleasure. That even though she hurt inside, she could still experience something that made her hot enough to come.
“Fuck me,” she muttered on his lips.
“You fuck me first, Angel.”
No, no, too difficult to lift off his cock and then lower herself again. To do it quickly enough to get herself off? Impossible! Why was he making her do all the work? Why was she the one clinging to the back of the couch and fucking him when it should have been the other way around?
That’s what she thought, until he grabbed her from beneath the legs and tossed her onto the far end of the couch.
Sarah didn’t know what she had done to unlock the savage man inside of Lucas. Maybe it was her magical pussy or that eagerness he continued to praise. Maybe he finally got with the program and realized that, no, there really were no strings attached to this hookup. Either way, he was finally on top of her, surging between her legs as his cock opened her up more and more with every thrust.
He groaned into the crook of her neck. She cried out in that twisted pain and pleasure that gave her the easiest high to get off on. She didn’t care if he kissed her, nor did she care if he came inside her without regard for protection. That was part of the thrill, wasn’t it? The ultimate one she sought at the end of a long night of seducing and enticing.
Lucas said things to her that were neither romantic nor respectful. Sarah would never remember the details later. Only Angel cared about being called exactly what she was.
What did Sarah care about? Sarah cared about taking this man for all he offered.
No one should mistake this one-night stand for the epitome of grand romance. Nor should it be seen as anything but two people coming together for as much fun as they could pack into a few minutes. For Sarah was under no disillusion she would see much more of Lucas after he came. His mannerisms and the way he interacted with her until now suggested he was going to forget her as soon as his balls emptied.
Fine with her. She’d forget him too. By Monday, she’d be back to being Sarah Clayborn, overworked and often ignored. Too busy to give a shit about some bigshot with a big dick.
At least he knew how to use it.
“Are you going to come for me, Angel?” He sounded as lascivious as the sounds coming out of Sarah’s throat. Lucas had her pinned beneath him, his cock impaling her below while his arms wrapped tightly around her torso. Sarah was trapped in all the right ways, consumed by him, at his utter, fearless mercy. “If I fuck you hard enough, will you come all over my dick?”
“Yes!” She was drunk off the control he exerted, his strength continuing to build as his body drove him to climax. “Fuck me harder!”
Sarah orgasmed as soon as his cock slammed into her again. She didn’t hold back the shouts of pleasure wracking her or the greedy way her body squeezed his. What was the point of this night if she didn’t tempt fate?
“Holy shit, Angel.” The only reason Lucas slowed was because his cock was too swollen to continue its onslaught. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were after something.”
How did he know?
“Fuck me. That’s your God damned game.” He pulled out.
He pulled out!
Sarah was still in the midst of her orgasm when she was suddenly without the man making it happen. No matter how she attempted to bring him back down – and into – her, he remained back, hand jerking his cock as his eyes glazed over.
She sat up as soon as she had her wits again. With the scent of sex threatening to knock her out, she wound herself around his lap and helped him reach his peak.
“Oh, shit.” Lucas kissed her right before the first burst of heat hit Sarah’s abdomen. “You fucking devil.”
He continued to bruise her cheek and throat with his lips, his tightening fingers grasping her shoulders, channeling his orgasmic energy while his cock thrust against her hand.He wants me.Sarah kept her hand on his shaft even after the last of him hit her bare skin.How much is this man holding back right now?Deep down, she knew she would never find out. She tried not to care.
