Page 71 of Runaway Pride

“Rick, I need you to movefaster,” Charlie whined, rubbing her hips against him for a deeper connection. “I can’t take this anymore.”

There it was. Behind her finely bred persona was a saucy seductress with claws and a healthy thirst for adventure. Rick rammed into her hard, obeying. Her cries that followed encouraged him.

He thrusted deeply, wildly, until the control ripped out of him. It had been a while since he’d had sex, and the tension with Charlie was blindingly unbearable. He knew he wouldn’t last long.

“Fuck, yes. Rick.” Charlie moaned with approval. “Your cock is so hard inside. I can feel it filling me.”

“God dammit,” he groaned. “Where did you learn to talk like that?”

“It comes naturally if I like how you’re fucking me,” she whispered provocatively. He watched her tits bounce at each of his thrusts while she moaned. “I love the way you do it, Rick. More. Fuck me more.”

“Shit,” he cursed. She was getting too much. His dick wasn’t having it. It felt like heaven inside her, and he was ready to combust. Rick lowered to kiss her, keeping her from pushing him with her wicked mouth. She surprised him with the attack of her tongue, tasting and devouring him. He angled his hips and slammed, prompting her to gasp at the deeper penetration.

“I’m gonna come,” he warned her, feeling his resolve slip away. His eyes closed and his pleasure welled into a heavy billow. Rising at each thrust, he pumped into Charlie’s slick pussy a few more times before he reached his summit and pulled out of her.

He gripped his swollen cock and stroked until spurts of thick semen spilled out. It splashed onto Charlie’s stomach as she watched. At the last drop, she stared at him while circling her fingers around the white liquid and bringing it up to her tongue for a taste.

“You’re going to kill me,” he rasped before falling on the bed beside her.

They laid still to catch their breaths. Rick’s head filled with glory after his orgasm, and he was still basking in it. He heard Charlie pluck a tissue paper and wipe her stomach before she rolled over and got on top of him.

He grunted at the added weight on his chest, but didn’t mind the view of a naked Charlie on top.

“Just so you know,” she said, peppering kisses on his jaw. “I’m on birth control, so next time, I want you to finish inside me. Be it my pussy, or my mouth.”

Rick shut his eyes and felt the wind beat out of him. “Duly noted.”

She smiled. “Now, I think I’m ready for dinner.”

They moved their food to the living room, stacking the dishes on the coffee table. Charlie wanted to sit on the floor and cuddle. The dining table wasn’t exactly comfortable for that. The pasta was already cold by the time they got to the kitchen, but neither cared.

Lying against the couch, Rick was wearing only his briefs while Charlie was naked under his shirt. Feeding each other pasta and wine, they spent dinner in silence. The speakers filled the room with jazz music, something he came up with in the middle.

“Your Fettucine was delicious,” she complimented as she sucked the last noodle strand into her mouth.

“Thanks, it’s a recipe I’ve thought up.”

“What else can you make?” She cleaned her mouth with a napkin.

Rick shrugged. “Not a lot. Simple things. Mac and cheese. Fried rice. Sandwiches. Steak. Anything barbecue.”

“I’m impressed,” she said, pressing up against him. “I can’t cook anything.”

“When would you have the chance? You had a live-in cook growing up.”

“It’s true. Since I never learned the skills, it was tricky after I moved out. I can make yummy ramen, though.” Charlie crinkled her nose. “But that’s nothing to brag about.”

“If you want, I’ll do the cooking for us,” he offered, gulping the rest of his wineglass.

She beamed. “I won’t turn that down, but I have one condition.”

“What is that?”

“That you’ll cook naked.”

He laughed. “That’s going to be painful in cases of hot splatters.”

“Fine. You can wear an apron and an apron only.” Her hands spread over his chest as she bent to kiss the skin. His dick woke up. “No man I’ve met has ever inspired me to imagine him naked while doing normal things.”

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