Page 7 of Off Limits Daddy

Then he looked at me with those lovely blue eyes. “You seem like a woman who likes to take charge.”

“Does that bother you?”

“No. I’m looking forward to watching you ride me.” He reached up and tugged the band from my ponytail. “That’s better.”

I rose over him, a shimmer of nerves sliding through me. Would he fit as he'd said he would?

“Take your time.”

His tip slipped inside, and I gasped at the feel of him.

“Yes… fuck… you’re tight.” His hands slid along my thighs. “Rock a little. It will help.”

I did as he suggested, and little by little, he slid into my body until he couldn’t fill me anymore.

“Oh, my God.” My pussy walls were electric with the feel of him.

“It’s good, right?”

“So good.” I lifted and slid down again, moaning as the friction sent the most erotic sensations through me.

“I’m burning up, baby.” His fingers gripped my hips. “And it’s nothing to do with the sauna. You have to ride me harder, faster… I’m about to come undone.”

I wasn’t a virgin. I wasn’t shy in bed. But never had a man’s words made me feel so feminine and sexy and desired and powerful.

I gripped his shoulders and slowly rode, at first tentatively, but then I found my rhythm.

“Yes… that’s it. So fucking good. I’m going to come so hard.”

His words urged me on. Soon, I was bouncing, rocking, my head thrown back as I rode him hard and fast, like he'd asked.

“Oh, God. Oh, God…” I chanted as my pussy hummed with a sweet torment I’d never felt before.

“Come!” he demanded. “Fucking come on my cock.” His fingers pinched my nipples. The combination of pain and pleasure sent me flying to the stratosphere. I cried out. I imagined everyone in the gym heard me. Hell, everyone in Boston may have heard me.

“Fuck.” His voice was a growl as his hips bucked up and ground against me. We moved like that for a long time, each move prolonging, drawing out the immense pleasure.

Finally, I collapsed, my body feeling boneless. “Oh, my God,” I murmured as my pussy continued to pulse and spasm around him.

“You saw God too, eh?”

We sat in the sauna for a time until my breath resumed normalcy and I could feel my legs. But with that came the reality that this moment, as fun as it was, was over.

I moved off him, picking up my towel.

He watched me in what looked like amusement. “Are you okay?”

“Yes.”

“We should get some water. Then I can take you to dinner.”

I shook my head. “Sorry. This is a one-time thing.”

He laughed as he stood and took the condom off, tying it. “I think that’s supposed to be my line.”

I shrugged. “You can say it if you'd like.”

“You don’t want entanglements, and I don’t either. But that doesn’t mean we can’t do this again.”

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