Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 405

I stripped off my own clothes, my cock springing free, hard and aching, slick at the tip, and I settled between her thighs. She was still trembling, her eyes heavy-lidded, and she watched me as I guided the head of my cock to her entrance, dragging it through her slick folds, coating myself in her.

I pushed inside her in one slow, relentless drive, and she was so hot and wet that the feel of her closing around me nearly undid me. I stilled, buried to the root, and she clenched around me, a long, rippling squeeze that made my jaw go tight, and then I began to move, slow and deep, pulling almost all the way out and driving back in until my hips were flush against hers.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me deeper, and we found our rhythm together. Our mouths met again, our tongues sliding together in wet, hungry kisses, our bodies moving as one, her hips rising to meet every thrust, my hands gripping her waist, her breasts pressed against my chest, the room filling with the sounds of us, the wet slap of skin, the creak of the bed, our moans tangling in the dark.

She was so hot, clenching around my cock with every stroke, and I drove into her harder, deeper, chasing something I had never chased before. Her legs tightened around my waist, her nails dug into my shoulders, and she came again with a shuddering cry, her body arching under mine, her pussy milking my cock in long, rippling pulses, and I watched her face in the dark as she broke apart beneath me, and the sight of it burned itself into me.

I pulled out, my cock slick with her, and turned onto my back. She rose over me, a dark shape against the dim light, and straddled my hips. I guided my cock to her entrance, and she sank down onto me, taking every inch of me into her in one slow, wet glide, and we both groaned as she settled, her pussy clenching around me, hot and full.

She began to ride me, slow at first, a rolling motion of her hips that made my eyes roll back, and then faster, her hands bracing on my chest, her breasts bouncing with every stroke. I reached up and gripped one side of her ass, squeezing the firm flesh, guiding her rhythm, my eyes locked on hers.

It was not something I did. I had never showered with a woman in my life, and no woman would have dared to ask it of me. But I nodded before my head could catch up with my body.

She smiled, got off the bed, and I followed her, and the bathroom door closed behind us.