로그인The climb back up the stairs left us both breathless. Our bodies were already slick with sweat and the constant warm drip of our mingled releases.
My bedroom door waited at the end of the short hallway. We walked slowly now. The raw urgency from earlier was tempered by exhaustion but still burned hot beneath the surface.His hand stayed laced tightly with mine. His thumb stroked gentle circles over my skin. His other hand wandered freely. It teased and rolled one of my sensiThe garden remained quiet around us, the only sounds of the gentle lapping of water and the distant call of birds. His fingers traced patterns on my wet shoulder, and I could feel the smile in his voice when he spoke."Still locked," he said, and I laughed against his chest, with the sound echoing softly across the water.I just kept laughing. I could not explain it. The absurdity and the joy of it mixed together into something that came out as laughter.He was looking at me with that warm, dark, certain expression with something new in it. It was something close to delight."The pool," I said. I was still laughing."The pool," he confirmed.We moved to the shallow end, to the wide steps going into the water.I pulled him there and he went.Half in the water. Half out. The sun was directly on us.I looked at him on the steps. He was wet. His shirt was completely soaked. His hair was dark with water.I had never seen him look like this and I wanted to look at him like this for a very l
His arms were around me and my legs were wrapped around him. Both of us were in the cold pool under the morning sun.His mouth was on my throat. There was the cold water, his warm mouth, and the sky above, all at once.I gripped his shoulders and his hair. The water moved around us."The gate," I said breathlessly into his hair."Locked," he said against my throat.I exhaled and went back to gripping him.His hands found me under the surface. The cold water made his hands feel warmer by contrast. Everything was defined by contrast.I made a sound that echoed in the garden and immediately put my hand over my mouth.He pulled my hand away. "No one's here.""It's outside," I started."No one's here," he said again. He was certain.I stopped being quiet.The water lapped softly against my shoulders as he took my hand and guided me through the pool.I smiled, wondering what he was doing until my feet brushed against something solid beneath the surface. The ledge. Relief loosened a nervous
Something woke me before the light. It wasn't a sound. It was a touch. His hand was on my face, gentle. His thumb pressed against my cheek.I surfaced halfway. My eyes didn't open, but I was aware."Early call," he said low into the dark. "Go back to sleep."I made a sound that wasn't words. I just received it.His mouth touched my temple briefly, then the warmth of him lifted away from the bed.I registered the cold space and pulled the blanket closer. I sank back into the pillows and was asleep before I heard the door close.Real light came when I woke again. His side of the bed was empty.It felt different from yesterday. Yesterday the empty side had been a surprise. It was a closed door I hadn't seen coming.This morning I knew. He had told me. His thumb on my cheek in the dark. "Early call, go back to sleep."I lay there in his sheets. I was warm, and his smell was around me. I got up eventually and went to my room. I showered and took my time.When I came downstairs, I found him
My orgasm hit without warning, crashing over me like a tidal wave.It started deep in my core, my pussy spasming violently around his pistoning dick, walls fluttering and squeezing in rhythmic, milking pulses that tried to pull him even deeper.A broken, guttural cry tore from my throat as the first huge gush sprayed out around his shaft, soaking his balls completely and splattering against his thighs. My back arched hard off the floor, my thighs were trembling uncontrollably around his waist as wave after wave ripped through me.He never stopped fucking me, never slowed, his hips was slamming forward with wet, filthy slaps that grew louder as my juices absolutely drenched us both. Thick, creamy slick squirted and leaked with every thrust, running in hot rivers down my ass, puddling on the hardwood, and coating everything in a shiny, sticky mess.The pleasure didn't fade; it rolled on and on, crashing in endless, overlapping surges. My pussy kept clenching and fluttering wildly, gripp
It was slow at first, deep and deliberate, letting me feel every inch. My pussy was hypersensitive now, every thrust sending sparks through me. The wet sounds continued, constant and filthy, my pussy still dripping, still clenching around him.He fucked me steadily, powerfully, never rushing toward his own release. His dick stayed thick and hard, pulsing inside me with every thrust but holding back completely. The desk creaked beneath us, and the office was filled with the sounds of our bodies moving together; the wet slaps, heavy breaths, the occasional soft moan from my throat.He took me apart on that desk, thrusting deep and steady, with his hands roaming over my body, his mouth on my throat, my collarbone, my breasts.He sucked one nipple into his mouth, with his teeth grazing, and his tongue flicking, while his dick pounded into me without mercy. My pussy never stopped dripping, never stopped clenching, and the mess between us was growing thicker, st
We broke the kiss after he placed me on the desk. His hands stayed on my hips, thumbs stroking slow circles over my bare skin. The solid wood beneath me felt warm from his touch, and the air in his office carried the faint scent of his cologne mixed with paper and leather.His screens glowed softly behind us, casting a pale blue light over the shelves of books and the scattered papers that made this space unmistakably his.I pulled him closer, my fingers sliding into his hair, tugging gently as our mouths met again. The kiss deepened fast, with our tongues sliding together, and breaths mixing very hot. My legs parted wider on the desk, inviting him between them.His hands moved up my sides; his palms were warm, until he found the hem of my shirt and the warmth made me quiver. He broke the kiss just long enough to pull it over my head, tossing it somewhere behind him. My bra followed, unclasped, leaving my boobs bare to the cool air of the room.His shirt came off next. I watched the f
Her pussy lips parted as he pressed his dick right against her dripping entrance and buried his dick deep inside her.“FUCK! Fuck—fuck—fuck! Oh my god...Fuck—” She screamed.Her back bowed off the table and her tits heaved upward. Her head threw back, and her mouth opened wide a
I woke up first.My eyes opened slightly and I woke up to the morning light was filtering through his curtains. I was still laid in his bed. His arm was heavy around my waist and his whole body covered mind and I was spooned against him.The whole of last night started coming back slowly. I slept h
I was still shaking from the first orgasm, and the aftershocks were rolling through me.His fingers were still inside, moving just very slowly.“Jax, I just—I need a minute—”“No. You don’t.”He sped up again before I’d even recovered. His fingers started pumping even much faster and his thumb move
We broke apart breathing very hard.His hands were still on my face, and mine was gripping his shoulders. The anger hasn’t gone anywhere, just transformed into something else.Something hotter.“You can’t have it both ways,” I said, with my whole body shaking. “You can’t spend all day acting like w







