Page 101 of Undeniably Corrupt
“Vander,” she whispers, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
“Yes, baby. That’s it. You feel so good. Does it feel good for you?”
She nods. “I want it harder. Can you fuck me harder?”
Christ, I love this woman. “Anything you want, Angel, is yours.”
I pick up my pace and shift one hand to her hip so I can drive into her faster.
It doesn’t take long for either of us. I’m barely hanging on,and with me in her ass and the vibrator pulsing on her clit and G-spot, she’s right there with me.
Words I can no longer hold back start slipping from my lips. “I want you. Not just now. Not just like this. Iwantyou. I’m in this as much as I’m in you. I always have been.”
My eyes hold hers, and I fuck into her faster and harder than I have to this point. I see the moment it happens. The moment her orgasms hit her. It’s not just in her pussy or from her clit. It’s in her ass too. I can feel it as she clenches and rolls and pulls me down to her so she can hold on and scream into me.
Her teeth sink into my shoulder, a sharp bite, and my hips jerk in response. I fuck her through her orgasm with short, tight thrusts until I can’t hold off another second.
“Come in me,” she demands. “I want to feel it.”
Shit. My head flings back, and a roar catapults from somewhere in my chest as I come in her ass. I was going to pull out, but her telling me to come in her was too good to resist. I’ve never come like this. To the point where I see fucking stars and feel like I’m going to pass out. I collapse onto her, dead weight and unable to move, still inside of her.
“Are you alive?” she asks after a quiet moment.
“No. That was…”
“Can you turn off the vibrator?”
Oh. I laugh, my chest rumbling into hers, making her laugh too.
“Crap! Don’t make me laugh.”
I laugh harder and slap around with my hand in search of the remote so I can turn it off, but I don’t know where it is, and I can’t move that well yet. With a reach between us, I gently remove the toy and drop it on the couch.
“Better?”
“Much.” She sighs and pulls me back to her, holding me right against her. “You’re still inside me.”
“I don’t want to move. You feel too good.”
“But I’m leaking.”
“I’ll just have to fuck my cum back into you.”
“Out of my ass, Vander.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I smile as I slowly pull myself out of her.
“Good boy.”
I belt out a laugh, and my face falls to her chest. I bite her nipple because I can, and she just fucking called megood boy.
“You didn’t do my face, so I don’t have to be your good boy.”
“Maybe later then.” Her thighs and arms wrap around me, and she releases a contented hum. And for the first time in my life, I realize this is what true happiness actually feels like. It’s contentment in its purest form. Her. It’s Liora. She’s my happiness.
“You’re sleeping with me tonight.”
I kiss her so she can’t argue as I move us up and off the couch. She’s in my arms, and I carry her up the stairs, still kissing her, never wanting to stop. I bring her straight into my shower and wash and massage every inch of her. I take care of her as I said I would.
