Page 48 of Best Man
Niko
The air in Paulina’s little yurt had grown balmy and musky with the scent of sex. Niko tugged on a fistful of Paulina’s hair as he jackhammered herfrom behind, the noisylittle bed creaking beneath them, the headboard thumping against the wall.
“Yes!” she shrieked. “Harder!”
He was already sweating like he was playing in double overtime, with beads of sweat freely sliding down his slick torso, but he couldn’t refuse a request like that. He swung his hips and he gave it to her harder, faster.
“Keep going!” she yelled. “Oh, God! I’m gonna come!”
One thing Niko had learned over the past couple of hours was that Paulinalovedit rough. A red outline of his hand was seared into her plump ass. When he’d given her hair a gentle tug from behind, she moaned loudly and a flood of her juices gusheddown his dick. When he’d mounted her in missionary? She eagerly guided his big hand to her throat and begged him to choke her. He did, of course, and her walls clamped him even tighter as he plowed in and out of her sopping wet hole.
Truth was, sex with Paulina was the best and hottest sex he’d ever had. Which sucked, in a way, because he knew they couldn’t do this again. He had to give her up. Soon.Verysoon. Unless he could maybe convince her to come visit him in Dallas. Shewasfree to travel the world, after all, wasn’t she?
But until then—
“Fuck!” he roared, his taut waist clapping against her jiggling booty with every thrust. He was close, too.
“Aaaaah!” she yelled, her legs quivering and thrashing about. “I’m coming!”
Her orgasmic screams pushed him over the edge.
“Hnnnnghhh!” he roared, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself into the—fourth? fifth?—condom of the night.
Paulina’s tight pussy furiously gripped at his cock, which felt fantastic—except when a man was at his most sensitive. Then it was almost too much of a good thing. After Niko caught his breath, he gingerly pulled out, wincing and gasping from pleasure overload.
“Fuck,” he growled, giving her ass one lastsmack. “You are so tight.” He took the condom off, knotted it, and tossed it into the wastebasket with all the others.
Paulina’s legs gave out and she collapsed face-first into the mattress. “I’mbeat,” she said with a contented yawn.
“Me too.” Starting from her tailbone, Niko kissed along the spine of her back, which was only politely misted with a fine sheen of sweat. He was disgusting compared to her, dripping with sweat, a total animal, really. But then again, he was starting to realize that Paulina was sort of perfect in every way like that.
He laid next to her, his weight cratering the twin size mattress. She rolled onto her side to face him. Her face and perky tits were flushed. He put his arm around her and squeezed her tight. They stared into each other’s eyes and enjoyed a quiet moment together.
“That wasreallygood, Sasha.”
He snickered. “I know. I can’t get enough.”
Her laugh came out like a happy growl. “Neither can I.” She twirled her fingertips in the patch of hair between his pecs. She glanced up at him. “Sooo—tonight, right?”
He grinned. “Wehaveto, don’t we?”
She nuzzled him. “I’m glad you feel the same.”
“I don’t knowhowwe’ll do it—”
“Oh, I’m sure we’ll find a way,” she giggled. “We’ll sneak off at some point. Once everyone’s drunk and dancing, maybe.”
“Yes,” he agreed. “We must.”
Something caught her attention and she jerked her head off the pillow. “Holy shit, Sasha.”
“What?”
“Look.” She pointed at the window. “The sun’s coming up.”
“What?” His eyes widened. “How long have we been fucking?”
“A few hours, I guess,” she said, and they shared a shocked little laugh together. “It’s almost seven.”
