“Now you’re in for it,” I smirked, teasing his nipples with my fingertips. I leaned down to kiss him, but at the last moment swerved away and dragged my tongue over his chest instead.
“Tease.”
“You think so?”
He shoved his ass upward, lifting it entirely off the bed. The movement drove him so deep into my pussy I actually gasped.
“I know so.”
I pushed down on him with my hands again, screwing my ass into his pelvis. Then, leaning forward so that we were face to face… I started bouncing — just my ass, mind you — up and down on his thick, hard cock.
“Fuuuuuck!” Chase groaned. His eyes had already rolled back into his head.
I giggled, continuing the motion as I pushed my lips up against his ear. “Exactly.”
I’d practiced twerking before — the same bullshit stuff most girls did at bars and parties. Somehow though, I’d perfected it during sex. Perfected it to the point where no guy had lasted very long while I was doing it, and it had pushed me over the edge more times than not.
Like this time, for instance.
“Fuck Kayleen, I’m going to—”
I nodded, mouth open, hands splayed across Chase’s magnificent chest. I could feel the heat rising up from my core. A spreading warmth, contracting my muscles as I continued bouncing, twerking, gliding my soaking wet pussy up and down his hard, banana-shaped cock…
“Do it,” I whispered into his ear. Then, just so there wouldn’t be any doubt: “Come in me.”
Chase’s hands slid down and clamped tightly over my thighs at the penultimate moment. His body shook as he drove himself home — one final stroke — pinning himself deep before blasting my insides with molten, searing heat.
I came hard around his cock at the exact same moment.
OH FUCKKKK!
My climax rocked my entire being, leaving me shuddering with ecstasy from head to toe. I shivered, I shook. Most of all I screwed down hard, feeling his pulses as they met my contractions, again and again, as Chase went off like a bomb inside me.
When it was over my whole body was shaking. Chase rocked me slowly forward and back, still inside me, until a noise from over my shoulder caused us to both whip around.
Nathan was standing just inside the doorway, his hands on his hips, staring right at us.
“Not too bad,” he grinned, as he pulled off his shirt.
Twelve
KAYLEEN
I froze with my back to the doorway, completely at a loss. I was still straddling Chase. Still fucking him really, if you wanted to be technical about it.
“W—What are you doing?” I asked.
Nathan continued casually undressing. I continued watching every muscle of his surfer’s body stretch itself over his lithe, beautiful frame.
“It’s after midnight.”
I swallowed dryly. “So?”
Nathan simply shrugged. “So Tuesday’s my day.”
Oh my God.
I should’ve felt shock, or maybe embarrassment. I should’ve covered myself up. But the fact was, I did neither of those things. Instead, I was strangely curious.