I stuttered, “Ple-please—Seth—fuck!”
Finally, his dick rested in between my slick folds, lightly putting pressure on my opening. I wanted his dick pressing onto my g-spot so badly, my entire body ached. Right as his cock started to fill me, my knees started shaking. He leaned back and grabbed my bound hands, thrusting harder and harder onto the perfect spot.
I cried out loudly as I felt my climax building in the pit of my stomach. “Fuck—Seth—I’m going to come.”
He pumped harder and faster while my pussy tightened around his length. His dick twitched with his own climax coming on fast. One hand’s fingers laced into my hair, pulling back hard as the other gripped around my neck perfectly.
God-fucking-damn-it.
I shook as a light layer of sweat coated my body. I could feel the pulsing of his dick pump harder as his release matched mine.
Slowly our bodies came out of our orgasms and our muscles relaxed. He released my wrists from the cuffs and kissed the top of my head sweetly.
“Fuck, Joey. That was…” His head hit the pillow as I threw my boots onto the floor on top of my crumbled clothes and pulled one of his white undershirts over my head.
“Yeah, amazing as usual.” I curled under the covers into his arms and drifted off into a post-sex coma.