Page 28 of My CEO Neighbor
She was lost in sensation, her body building toward orgasm.His thumb worked her clit while his fingers curled inside her, hitting that perfect spot that made her see stars.
"I'm close," she gasped."I'm so close."
"Come for me," he commanded."I want to feel you fall apart in my arms."
The orgasm hit her like lightning, making her body convulse against him as waves of pleasure crashed over her.She bit down on his shoulder to muffle her cries, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she rode out the intensity.
"Beautiful," he breathed, working her through the aftershocks."So fucking beautiful when you come."
But instead of satisfaction, her need intensified.The orgasm had only made her want more, made her desperate for all of him.
"I want you inside me," she said against his neck, her voice still shaky from her climax."I need to feel you.All of you."
"Are you sure?"he asked, though his body was clearly ready."We don't have—"
"I'm on the pill," Monica interrupted, pulling back to meet his eyes."And I'm sure.I've never been more sure of anything."
They helped each other out of the remaining barriers of clothing, movements urgent but careful, neither wanting to break the spell that had settled around them.When Ted pulled Monica onto his lap, skin to skin, both of them gasped at the sensation.
"You feel incredible," he groaned, his hands spanning her waist."I want to be inside you so badly I can barely think straight."
Monica positioned herself over him, taking just the head of his cock inside her.They both moaned at the sensation—she was incredibly tight, and he was thick enough to stretch her perfectly.
"More," Ted demanded, his hands gripping her hips."Take more of me."
Monica sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch until he was buried completely inside her.The fullness was overwhelming, perfect, exactly what she'd been craving.
"God, you're tight," Ted groaned, his forehead pressed against hers."So tight and wet and perfect.Like you were made for my cock."
They found a rhythm that was slow and deep, built for pleasure rather than speed.Monica had never experienced anything like it.This was sex that felt like conversation, like they were learning each other's language through touch and breath and the quiet sounds they made together.
"You feel so good inside me," Monica whispered, her hips rolling against his."So deep.I can feel you everywhere."
Ted's hands roamed her body, memorizing the curve of her spine, the flare of her hips, the places that made her gasp and arch against him.Monica stroked his shoulders, his chest, the corded muscles of his neck as he threw his head back in pleasure.
"I want to feel you come around my cock.I want to feel you squeeze me when you fall apart."
"Touch me," she begged, her movements becoming more desperate."Make me come again."
When his thumb found her clit, the added sensation combined with the thick slide of his cock inside her pushed her toward another climax.This one built slower but felt more intense, like it was coming from deeper inside her.
"That's it," he encouraged, watching her face as she climbed toward release."Come for me, beautiful.Let me see you lose control."
Her second orgasm crashed over her with devastating intensity, her body clenching around his cock as she cried out his name.The sensation of her coming around him pushed Ted over the edge, and he buried his face in her neck as he shuddered his release inside her.
They held each other through the aftershocks, skin damp with sweat, breathing hard against each other's throats.The silence that followed was different from any they'd shared—not awkward or charged, but peaceful.Satisfied.
Monica felt boneless, thoroughly claimed, and completely content to stay exactly where she was.She could feel Ted softening inside her, could feel their combined release slicking her thighs, and instead of being embarrassed, she felt marked.Owned.His.
"That was..."Monica started, then trailed off, unable to find words.
"Incredible," Ted finished, his hands stroking up and down her back."You're incredible."
Monica lifted her head to look at Ted's face.He looked younger, the lines of stress and exhaustion softened by pleasure and release.
"No regrets?"Monica asked, suddenly needing the reassurance.
"None," Ted said immediately, his hands cupping her face."Best thing that's happened to me in years.You?"
