CHAPTER 4
But as he continued fucking her she leaned back so that she was lying back on the table – lying flat out – and he looked at her hot, naked body – the rise of her breasts, the line of her hips, as he kept going. Leaning back the way that she had done meant that he was hitting parts of her that he hadn’t reached before and he could feel the difference as well.
But he couldn’t go forever. She lay back, crying out as she felt his cock filling her wet and willing pussy, feeling him fuck her, and then, at last, feeling him stop for a moment as he came inside her.
And then, his cock slid out of her. He stood there, panting, looking down at her as she looked at him as her breathing came in ragged gasps.
After a few moments, she pushed herself up so that she was sat up on the table again.
He looked at her, unsure of what would happen next. “Come here,” she said softly.
He did as he was told. He would do anything that she wanted. This was the woman who had given him everything his heart had desired, after all.
She kissed him tenderly on the lips. He pulled his back and smiled at her and then kissed her back. The intensity of the kiss built and built. Their hands moved, explored each others’ bodies. As the intensity built he could feel his desire building again. And he could feel his cock – which had softened after he had finished before – stirring once again. Sophie must have
sensed something like this as well because she reached down and took hold of it. She began playing with it as it got harder and harder. “Your turn now,” she said, as she pushed herself off the table. He watched her see what she was going to do next.
She got down on her knees in front of him and smiled up at him. He moaned slightly as he realized what was about to happen. He reached down and touched her hair. He went to stroke it, but before he could she took hold of his hand. She moved it towards her mouth and sucked at the tips of his fingers.
It gave him a taste of what was to come and built up his anticipation to almost unbearable levels.
And then, with a slight popping noise that was almost comical, she pulled his fingers out from her mouth and turned her attention to his cock.
She took hold of it in her hand and pulled at it again. And then, as one hand played with it, she began to suck at the tip. She moved her free hand down to cup his balls. He felt them gripped gently but with conviction as he watched her work, unable to believe that it was really his cock in this beautiful woman’s beautiful mouth.
But she sucked it more and more and he closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation as her tongue worked its way along every line of his cock, as her lips – those incredible, full lips – were locked on and sucking at him.
He stroked her hair as he started pushing his cock in and out, fucking her mouth.
He closed his eyes and threw his head back, but only for a few moments as he wanted to watch what was happening to him. That was one part of it that he didn’t want to miss. He wanted to remember everything – every single sensation, touch, smell, how it looked, all of it.
He could have finished in her mouth – in fact, at that moment it was something that he wanted – but while she had been sucking at his cock she had also been playing with herself, her fingers expertly at work where his earlier attempts had also managed to bring her so much pleasure.
And now, she was ready.
She moved her head back and his cock left her mouth. It stood there, still ready for more. She looked at it and kissed the tip, just once.
“On the floor,” she instructed him. He wasn’t sure what she meant, so he knelt down in front of her and kissed her. She kissed him back for a moment but then pushed him so that he was lying on his back. A look of understanding crossed his face now. He reached out and stroked her legs, and then she moved.
She straddled him and smiled down at him. His hands ran up her body, feeling every curve of it.
Then she took hold of his cock again and moved it towards her pussy which was ready for it once more.
He felt himself slide inside her again and grabbed hold of her ass. She cried out as she felt him inside her. And then she began moving on his cock and it was just as good as it had been that first time, only different this time. This time she was setting the pace, showing him just how she wanted it as she rode his cock.
Her cries got louder and louder as the speed and intensity of her riding his cock increased.
Until, at last, he grabbed hold of her and held her as he came inside her once more.
She stayed there with his cock inside her, spent, as she pushed her hair back out of her face and leaned down to kiss him once more.
And then, she stood up. She stood over him, naked, looking down at him. He stayed on the floor for a few moments, still trying to get his breath back.
“Come on,” she said and reached down with one hand. He took it and she pulled him to his feet.
He took her in his arms and held her close. She wrapped her arms around him as well and they stayed like that for a while, feeling the other person breathing, smelling their scent, feeling as though they weren’t two separate people but somehow they had become as one.
But reality had to intrude at some point. They couldn’t just stay like that indefinitely, unfortunately.
Sophie moved back from him and took both of his hands in hers. “Well,” she said, “I think I’m going to enjoy living here.” They both laughed.
“But, if I’m going to live here then I need to get this furniture properly arranged, don’t I?” “I guess you do.” He went to get his clothes so that he could get dressed and get back to work.
“No,” she said when she saw what he was doing, “I think I’d prefer it if you left your clothes where they are.” He laughed and put them back on the floor. She was the boss, after all.