“Oh God!” She moaned as I drove deeper and deeper, each thrust more brutal than the last.
“Wish you could see yourself like this, baby. My pussy looks so fucking good stretched like this and struggling to take me. I can’t wait to fill you up.” I groaned. “And you’re gonna come for me like a good slut, aren’t you?”
Her eyes had glazed over again. “Yes. Please, I want to come.”
“Come where?”
“I want to come on your cock!”
Her cunt was clenching around my length and I knew she was teetering on the edge. I just needed to send her over it.
“Say please,” I panted, sweat running down the side of my face.
She tracked the beads running down my chest greedily. “Please. Please let me come on my fat cock!”
“Good girl. Play with your clit for me.”
Addy’s hands had been tearing at the sheets, but now one shot down between her legs, like she’d been waiting for permission, while the other went to my thigh, nailsdigging into my skin. I kept up my pace as her slender fingers moved to draw tight circles around her clit.
Her whimpers immediately turned into moans, so I pushed her legs back even further, leaving her completely at my mercy.
“Oh fuck yes, I’m so close!” Addy threw her head back, her mouth falling open, and I watched the orgasm slowly roll over her like a tidal wave.
“That’s it. Come for me, baby. I want you to fucking bless my cock with your cum.”
Her thighs trembled beneath my hands and her eyes rolled back when her climax hit. I exhaled sharply when her cunt clamped down on me, throbbing around my shaft.
“Oh, shit.” I cursed when my balls drew up tight and the tingling at the base of my spine transformed into a full-blown shower of sparks racing up my spine.
Addy watched me through hooded eyes, never taking her gaze off me, while I rutted into her like a feral beast.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m coming!” I growled. My jaw went slack as the pleasure washed over me. My cock was buried to the hilt in my pussy, filling her with rope after rope of cum.
Christ, with how much I was coming, it felt like I actually hadn’t come for ten fucking years. With each throb and twitch, I painted her walls and marked her as mine. Claimed her, from the inside out.
That’s what I’m fucking talking about.
I released a shuddering breath and looked down at the spot where our bodies were connected. “Look at this perfect pussy, taking all my cum.”
Still catching my breath, I let my eyes roam over her body, taking in the bruises, flushed skin and swollen lips.
Addy looked fucking perfect.
Running my hands tenderly up her sides, I watched goosebumps erupt on her skin. I brushed the hair out of her face and then pressed a slow, gentle kiss to her lips.
Pressing my forehead against hers, I stared into her eyes. “I knew you were mine. I just didn’t know how fucking perfect you are for me.”
Her gaze softened, a tiny smile playing around her lips, as she stroked the side of my face. I turned my head and kissed her palm.
Then I stretched out again, lowering myself down to cage her in with my body. Our noses touched and I peered down at her, a mischievous grin tugging at my lips.
“So, the mask, huh?”
The yacht rocked gently beneath us, the slow movement of the water turning the entire world into somethingquieter and softer than it had any right to be after the last few days. The engines hummed somewhere below us, their steady vibration traveling up through the bed, through my spine and the arm I had wrapped around Addy’s waist.
She was draped across my chest and our legs were tangled beneath the sheets.
At some point after we’d finally stopped touching each other long enough to breathe, she had simply decided my chest was a perfectly acceptable pillow, arranging herself there as if she’d already decided this was her place now.