What that something extra could be I had no idea, but nothing he'd ever done to me sexually had been anything less than incredible, so I bit my lip and nodded, even as I wondered if extra would be too much for me.
Sliding his hand around my throat, he squeezed ever so slightly, and I sensed his control over me settle in. One hard thrust buried him inside my pussy to his balls. He moaned and then began pushing his hips forward, fucking me slow and easy and making me want to beg him to move faster to get me to my orgasm I so desperately wanted.
I dropped my head and steadied my weight on the bed so I could push back against him when he thrust into me, but then suddenly I felt something new in our fucking. My eyes flew open at the feeling of electricity tearing through my pussy straight to my clit as I realized it was his fingertip massaging my asshole.
"Oh, God…that feels so good…" I moaned.
Then as he began to fuck me faster, he slid a single finger into my ass and everything felt like my body began to unravel. He finger fucked me there as his cock filled my pussy, and every thrust into each hole made me race toward my orgasm that much faster.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and began playing with my clit. Ignored so far during this session of fucking, it practically begged for attention, and within seconds of me starting to rub it, I felt my release begin and Eric groan behind me.
"Come for me, baby. I want to feel your cunt milk my cock dry," he said low and deep as he slid his finger from ass and held onto my hips tightly to keep himself inside me as I writhed in ecstasy.
My body did just as he ordered, my pussy contracting around his thick cock with each wave of pleasure rolling over me. I gripped the sheets in my hands and screamed into the pillow with every single thrust of his cock into my body.
Seconds later, Eric stilled behind me and sighed as he came hard, filling me until I couldn't take anymore and collapsed onto the bed beneath me. Eric fell down beside me and groaned as he closed his eyes.
"That was fucking incredible."
Barely able to speak, I smiled at how exhausted he looked after our most recent round of sex. "Yeah, that was unbelievable."
He opened his eyes and turned to look at me. With a smile, he said, "I'm not sure I would be alive if my cock was in your ass, you know that? When you started coming, my finger barely fit."
"Aren't you the romantic?" I teased, poking him in the shoulder. "I could have told you that. One look and I knew I wasn't going to be able to take you that way."
With a sigh, he shrugged. "Maybe someday. It's something we can ease into."
I giggled at his unintended pun. "Literally."
Eric pulled me to him and wrapped his arm around me. I laid my head on his shoulder, loving how romantic he truly could be. Well, not when he was talking about sticking things into my ass, but otherwise. Nothing had really changed between us between last night and now, but it felt different.
Sexier yet more comfortable.
I didn't know how long we would last or what would happen next, but I knew he cared about me and I cared about him. Nothing else really mattered.
* * *
"Maddie, time to wake up."
I opened my eyes and saw Eric sitting next to me on the bed and smiling. He looked fresh and clean, like he'd already showered after our last sex session. Scrubbing the sleep from my face, I hoped I didn't look like the walking dead. This was the first time we'd ever slept together after having sex, so he was likely seeing me at my least appealing. Nothing like looking like a raccoon with mascara an inch beneath your eyes as the man you're falling for is sitting next to you looking like he just stepped off the cover of GQ.
"Please tell me I don't resemble the train wreck I think I do," I said as I covered my face and insecurity rolled over me.
"You look beautiful, like always. It's nearly four o'clock in the afternoon. We need to get out of this house and get something to eat."
"I need to get a shower so you don't look like you're walking around with a pile of trash if we're going anywhere."
Just as I rolled over to get out of bed, he gently pushed my shoulders back down onto the bed and kissed me softly on the lips. "You look fine, although that whole dusky eye thing might be a little extreme. But you look beautiful, like always."
I squeezed my eyes shut and wished I could disappear at that moment. I must have looked even worse than I thought if he was mentioning the dusky eye look, which was not exactly a common thing for most men to talk about.
"Let me get a quick shower and fix myself up. Give me a few minutes and I'll be ready to go."
Eric kissed me again and chuckled. "You've got thirty minutes. Go work your magic and meet me in the kitchen."
I hurried out of the bedroom as I yelled back at him, "You're pretty bossy there."
"I'm your boss!" he teased as I closed the bathroom door behind me.