The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117: GAGGED AND DRIPPING FOR HIM

Abigail

The kitchen was quiet except for my breathing and the absolutely shameless sounds I was making into the empty air.

My wrists were tied behind me, my thighs were shaking, and my cunt was throbbing and dripping and completely abandoned.

Where on earth did he go? He seriously didn’t leave me like this. Did he?

Okay, maybe I was being a little too deranged with my thoughts. I was in his penthouse where he would abscond to?

I needed every single inch of that heavenly dick as much as I could get it.

Would you look at that? It was barely thirty seconds of him not being in the room and I had lost every shred of dignity I possessed.

I rolled my hips against the air. My soaked swollen pussy clenched desperately. My thighs spread wider like that would help, a low filthy whimper climbing my throat.

It didn’t help.

I did it again anyway. This was what he had reduced me to, the last functioning brain cell I had noted.

Humping the air in a kitchen chair with my hands tied behind my back? Dammit, I would give myself a good talking to after he fucked me into a oblivion.

I was so wet I could feel my juices trail down my thighs to the floor. I almost wept when his footsteps resounded in the kitchen as he came back in.

He was rolling a condom down his cock as he stalked towards me, those sweatpants were gone now and he was entirely naked. The sight of him, thick, hard and glistening, the latex covering his massive cock made my mouth flood instantly.

I whimpered.

His eyes moved over me in the chair with my bound wrists, spread thighs, dripping cunt and the completely wrecked look on my face and his jaw tightened.

"You couldn’t wait thirty seconds."

"It’s been forever," I grumbled and rolled my hips again deliberately, watching his eyes follow the movement. His cock twitched under the condom and I pursed my lips. "I hate that thing."

He stopped in front of me then, his dick so close. "What thing?" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"The condom." I held his gaze. "I liked feeling you bare. Your raw cock filling my cunt, every vein, every throb," his jaw clenched but I continued anyway. "The way you twitched inside me when you were close,"

"Watch your mouth."

"Make me." I let my thighs fall wider, showing off my cunt. "I liked feeling you cum inside me, your cock jolting against my walls, so deep and you fill me up completely with very milky drop-"

"I do not fuck without one!" He growled in a rough voice, his hand gripping his cock. "That night at the office, was the one time I did and it was a terrible lapse in judgement.

"Was it?" I tilted my head, purring. "It didn’t feel like a lapse. So you didn’t like your dick in my wet silky cunt, every brutal inch of you stretching me open while I gripped you-"

"Dammit, Abigail, that potty mouth," he hissed, ripping my panties suddenly.

And they said the universe doesn’t answer prayers.