“Play with your clit.” A rough demand as he thrust hard against my ass, big hands digging into the soft flesh of my hips as he jerked me onto his shaft.
I obeyed right away and slid a hand between my thighs to rub at my throbbing center, arching my back to take him harder, deeper. Anything to soothe the hunger that raged between us—a hunger that threatened to split me wide open when he worked the tip of his finger into my ass to push in and out in time with his pistoning cock.
“Is that good?” he asked tightly. “Do you like it when I fuck you here, too?”
“God, yes,” I panted raggedly and drove my hips back against him. “Yes.”
“Poor Josie.” The finger went in a little further, making my head spin with pleasure. “You didn’t even know, did you?”
“I’ve been busy,” I ground out, and he just laughed and gave me more.
“You’re so fucking sexy like this,” he breathed. “Playing with your hot little clit while I fuck you and finger your ass.”
His thrusts grew faster, harder, deeper, and I relished the feel of his tight muscles flexing and bunching around me with every movement.
My nerves jangled and vibrated with the roar of sensations, and all I could do was pull in tight, quick breaths through gritted teeth and ride them out. This was vulnerability, I thought suddenly. I had never been this exposed with another man, and it happened in just days with Andy.
Andy’s thrusts grew faster and quicker, and I felt his balls slap against my fingers as he slammed against my trembling body. My pussy and ass pulsed and burned as release churned inside me, vast and terrifying with the complicated sensations that Andy pulled out of my body so effortlessly.
I climaxed with a uninhibited cry, clamping down tight around Andy’s cock as he drove to the hilt inside me one last time. Tears spilled out of the corners of my eyes—some product of the tangled wires in my body and mind—and my muscles trembled with each rolling wave of pleasure that threatened to pull me under completely. Behind me, above me, Andy went rigid as he came and hauled me tight against him. I felt the kick and spurt of his massive cock deep inside my body, obvious even with the latex barrier between us.
Slowly, with a gentleness that terrified and melted me at the same time, he lowered me to the bed, kissing my shoulder when I winced as his spent cock slipped out of my pussy and he slid his finger out of my burning bottom. Then, he rolled me over onto my back.
His brows creased with concern as he saw the moisture that had seeped from my eyes. “You okay?” he asked, kissing away a tear.
“Just my body going a little haywire from everything,” I responded. I wiped at my face and exhaled a deep breath. “That was incredible. I’ve never—I mean, nobody has ever—"
I felt flustered, and I didn’t know how to explain it to Andy. That he was different. This was different.
“I know,” he interrupted, a gentle smile lighting his gorgeous face. “I know exactly what you mean.”