Page 9 of Aching for the Lumbersnack
“Fuck! I’m going to come so hard.” Banks groaned and his fingers dug harder into my waist, the pain mixing with the pleasure, all of it so damn good.
My own orgasm built again, the pressure needing to build higher this time, when finally, after several minutes of pure, animalistic fucking, I fell apart underneath him, my body trembling as ripples of pleasure came over me, dragging me under and holding me there. I couldn’t stop moving, couldn’t the friction, wanting more, more, more.
Another orgasm built and then another, multiple orgasms ricochetting through every part of my body.
I’d never experienced so much pleasure at one time, my body shaking and thrashing as I desperately gripped the sheets beside me, Banks still delivering pound after pound.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, the loudest sound emerged from his throat and he poured his hot cum into me, his body shaking while his hands gripped my ass. He slapped one cheek and then the other and we both fell onto the bed, our limbs tangled.
“Wow.” I breathed as I buried my face in his chest.
Banks rested his chin on top of my head. “Wow is right.”
“I should’ve known the sex would be out of this world.” I said, my voice muffled against his chest. My cheeks flushed, but he deserved the compliments.
“Why’s that?”
“Have you not felt our insane chemistry?”
Banks grinned and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me flush against him. It felt damn good to be skin to skin with him, my soft breasts against the roughness of his chest. “Of course I have. I’d have to be crazy not to.”
How had this happened all so quickly?
A week ago, if you told me I’d be lying in a mountain man’s bed, I would’ve laughed in your face. Now look…
But isn’t that how all the best love stories started? Unexpectedly?
After talking for hours, we both drifted asleep, and when we woke up in the middle of the night, we made love again and again until the wee hours of the morning. Now I was going to be hurting at work.
Both from pure exhaustion, pure bliss, and a pussy that’s sore.
Yet I loved every second of it.
“When can I see you again?” Banks asked over breakfast the next morning. I needed him to drop me off at my car, still parked in the market parking lot, so I could stop home, shower and change, before work. He should’ve been at work over an hour ago, but that might’ve been a bit my fault, considering I coaxed him back to bed this morning.
“I’m free tonight.”
“I’m free every night for you.” Banks said before sweeping me off my feet in a mind-blowing kiss.
As soon as I walked into work, both Lacey and Sadie stopped me, the two of them chatting behind the front desk. “Um, excuse me, ma’am?” Sadie teased as she waved her hand at me.
“Yes?” I said as I walked over to them.
They both knew. I could already tell by the look on their faces.
“How’s it going? Meet any new people lately?” Lacey snickered and Sadie elbowed her in the side playfully.
“Actually, yes. Why do you ask?”
“Oh no reason. Except that you have a major post sex glow. Which means one of two things. You’re having fun, casual sex, or two, the Appleridge love bug got you,” Lacey explained.
“The love bug! That’s right!” Sadie giggled.
“What are you two talking about? Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming.”
“You’ll figure it out soon enough. So, what’s his name?”
I looked between the two of them and laughed. There were no secrets around here, so I might as well tell them.
