Page 61 of Pulse
A crack of thunder snaps through the air, followed by a streak of lightning that lights up the room.
“Yes,” I pant. “Please.”
He lifts me and grabs his cock. “I like a woman with manners.”
The tip parts my folds and dips into my wetness. I hover above it, holding my breath, feeling the anticipation reach a frenzied crescendo.
My thighs are sticky. Sweat coats my skin. I can feel the heat of my pussy as it begs to be opened and filled with his cock.
Thunder ricochets through the air as Troy’s fingertips dig into my waist. It’s not a gentle grip—it burns.
Our gazes collide. Troy’s eyes are as wild as mine. A coy smile dusts his lips.
“Ride this dick.” He guides me down, filling my pussy as I take him deep inside me. “Just like that. Do you feel yourself getting stretched?”
“Fuck, yes.” I blow out a shaky breath, ending it with a laugh. “I’m afraid to move. I might come already.”
“This shall be a lesson in restraint for both of us then because you feel so good, so tight,so wetthat I could blow inside you right now.”
The desire in his eyes ratchets up my need for him another notch. To know this man wants me this badly is the biggest turn-on—ever.
I start to ride him, working a slow, methodical circle on his cock. He hisses a breath, groaning as I shift in the other direction.
“My God,” he says, palming my tits.
I grin, adding a little lift to the motion. “I take it that you like this.”
He hums, rubbing my pebbled nipples with his thumbs.
“You feel so good inside me, Troy,” I say, grinding on him. I lean back, gripping his legs to hold me up, and continue to move. “I can feel the ridges of your cock and the swollen head. It’s fucking amazing.”
He rubs my clit with just the right amount of pressure, gripping my ass with his other hand. Each movement sends a burst of flames through my core. Each flame brings me closer to the orgasm that’s just beyond my reach.
“I want to watch you come just like this,” he says. “I want to watch your pussy pulse and those fucking tits bounce. I want to watch your face as you fall apart for me.”
“Well, keep doing that,” I groan, “and you’ll get your wish.”
“I’ve already gotten my wish, Doll. This is just a bonus.”
I can’t take it.
“You’re starting to shake,” he says, increasing the pressure on my sensitive bud. “Are you going to come for me?”
“Yes.”
The first waves lick at my core, warning me of the tsunami about to hit. I hesitate, whimpering as I prepare myself for what’s to come.
“Don’t stop,” he says, lifting his hips into me. “Ride this all the way out.”
The buildup comes fast and strong. The orgasm crashes over me, sending wave after wave of pleasure flooding my body.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Troy says as if he’s in awe.
I cry out as the climax hits, yelling his name so loud that it echoes through the house.
“There you go,” he says, holding me down against him and fucking me from below. “Does that feel good?”
“Yes,” I say through clenched teeth. “It’s so good. So …fucking good.”
