Page 59 of That First Night
“Mmm.” The noise leaves me as his cock sinks deeper into my throat and I rub my clit harder.
“Fucckkk,” he groans. “Fuck, baby. I’m coming. Now.”
With that, hot cum pours down my throat and I drink him up like I’ve been dehydrated for months. A third orgasm courses through my body and I am stunned at the fact that this man has already made me come three times tonight and he hasn’t even been inside of me yet.
When we both come down from our orgasms, I remove my mouth and wipe my bottom lip and suck the excess off the corner of my lips while I smirk up at him. Within seconds, he’s pulling me off my knees and I wrap my legs around him.
“You on your knees for me is the sexiest thing I have ever seen,” he says. I can feel his cock begin to harden again as my legs tighten around his waist. “But I’m not done with you.”
He places me down and checks his pockets for a condom but doesn’t seem to have one there.
“Bedside table,” I tell him. The smirk he shoots me over his shoulder is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.
I stand there and watch closely as he pulls one from the drawer. Using his teeth, he tears the wrapper and rolls it on his long length before he begins to walk over to me. He sits on the edge of the bed, and I move to stand between his stretched out legs. His fingertips brush up the back of my legs before he reaches my ass.
“This fucking ass,” he hisses before he smacks one cheek.
I giggle in his arms as my hands rake through his hair causing him to lift his head to look me in the eyes. His eyes bounce between mine. Something is shifting between us, and I can feel it. There is more here than him being my boss and me being just the nanny. I can see his thoughts running wild through his brain with the look he gives me.
“Peyton,” he pleads.
I don’t let him continue as I playfully push him back so he’s lying flat on the bed. I crawl on top of him to straddle him. No words are spoken between us as I line my center up with his steel hard cock before I slowly lower myself onto him and that’s the moment that everything between us changes for good.
“Fuckkkk,” he says through gritted teeth. “Fuck.”
“Oh my God,” I scream out.
His hands grip my hips hard as I move as slow as possible to accommodate his size. Moving up and down on top of him until he has stretched me out just enough to take him in fully.
“I feel…” I pause. “I feel so full.”
“You’re so fucking tight,” he growls.
With his words I begin to move my hips faster. Alternating between rocking back and forth and moving up and down. His hands move from my hips to cup my bare breasts. I lean forward just enough so my hands are resting on each side of his head. His stare burns deep through me and shoots right down to my core, only intensifying the pleasure of this first time with him.
I know I won’t be able to come back from this. I have never, in my life, experienced sex of this intensity. The way he looks at me. The way that he touches me.
“Fuck. You feel so fucking good.” His praise causes me to pick up the pace. “That’s it, baby. Ride my fucking cock.” He bucks his hips up the slightest bit, only intensifying the pleasure coursing through me. “Give me one more, Pey.”
“Fuck,” I moan, but it comes out as a scream. “I don’t think I can.”
“Yes, you can. Come for me,” his grip tightens on my hips. He’s hitting the deepest spots inside of me that I didn’t know could ever be touched. “Your pussy is squeezing me so hard.”
My pace quickens, the friction causing me to shatter on him once more. “Thomas,” I scream over and over. The pleasure is the most intense thing I have ever felt.
“Let it out, baby.” He bucks his hips harder and faster, pounding into me. My body stills on top of him and I’m unable to move in any direction. “Scream for me.” He fucks me hard and possessively with each thrust of his hips. “Let the whole city hear who this pussy fucking belongs to.”
“Fuck,” I scream out. “Oh my God, Thomas!”
“This.”Thrust. “Pussy.”Thrust. “Is.”Thrust. “Mine.”
“It’s yours,” I scream as my orgasm crashes hard and fast. “It’s fucking yours,” I moan as I fall on top of him letting it run through my body. Holy fuck.
My breathing is uneven and rapid as my chest falls on his. Thomas cups both sides of my head and brings me to hover over him as he stares into my eyes. No words are spoken but I know he feels the change in us, too.
I offer a soft smile and before I know it, he has me flipped on my back, never removing his dick from inside of me. My legs wrap around his waist. He stares deep into my eyes, and I watch as a wave of uncertainty flashes around them.
His head pushes into the crook of my neck and I feel his hot uneven breath on my pounding pulse as he slides in and out of me at a much slower pace. A groan escapes his lips along with a string of curse words.
