and rode him faster. His fingers didn’t stop rubbing her clit while he sucked on her nipples, licking, rubbing his face all over her chest, his morning stubbles both tickling and caressing her skin. The combined sensations from the inside out brought her to the brink quickly.
“Craig…Oh god…Oh god, oh god…Ohhh!”
She was coming…
He groaned harshly, hugging her tight and took over. He rammed into her fast and deep and hard, jarring her entire frame in that mad rush to the edge, where infinity began.
He was with her as she dived into it, his passion washing over her, shaking and tossing and turning and hurtling her into oblivion.
He was with her with every heartbeat, crying out his rapture close to her heart.
——*****——
Wrapped in his massive arms, skin to skin, his cock still buried deep inside her, she was enjoying the afterglow of ebbing pleasure now pulsing weakly in her core.
Wow. Like super wow. She had not enough words for that.
She squeezed him, loving the feel of him inside her.
He groaned. “Sugar, keep doing that and you’re gonna resurrect the monster in ten seconds.”
“Ravenous monster,” she purred in the crook of his neck, her arms and legs and pussy squeezing him affectionately.
“Fuck, that pussy’s gotta be the highest I’ve ever had.”
“Don’t compare me with anybody else.”
“It was a compliment, sugar pie. Have you been fucking little fingers?”
“I wish.”
She felt him tense up. “What did you say?”
She was confused. “What…?”
“You said ‘I wish’.”
“Yes.”
“Okay, you can stop the virgin act now. It’s getting old.”
Was that mockery in his tone? “I’m not acting.”
He went still. So still that all she could feel was the erratic beating of his heart against her breasts. Just as she was about to look up at him, he cupped her jaw.
“What do you mean?”
His eyes were intense as he stared at her.
“You’re hurting me.”
His fingers eased up on her jaw. “Answer me.”
“You heard me.”
He stared at her harder, his expression changing from puzzled to growing comprehension. “Are you saying…?”
He sat straight, his body taut with tension as he gripped her shoulders none too gently, his eyes full of incredulity now. “Are you saying you were a fucking virgin?!”
Heat crept on her face, embarrassed to the roots of her hair now. Oh god, please don’t suddenly turn him into an asshole.
Yes, her virginity had been an issue for her since her freshman year in college. Nobody among her female classmates wanted to remain a virgin after high school. College was an exciting adventure waiting for them, an exploration phase, and virginity was a cumbersome baggage they had to do away. Her friends had recounted tales of their sexual exploits in high school and she’d pretended experience, too, so they won’t call her a prude. The pressure of conformity had always been a struggle and now THIS!
He tugged at her hair. “Answer me!” he growled, his nostrils flaring.
Along with her embarrassment came her mortification. Helluva way to be apologizing for being a virgin when she was still sitting on his cock! She should have been out the door minutes ago and here she was still!
She began to struggle but he was a solid, immovable force holding her in place. She could feel him growing, thickening inside her all over again, too. She was even more confused. He was angry and yet it was obvious he wanted her again.
“Answer me, dammit!”
“Yes! Now, will you let me go?!”
He didn’t need to be told twice, the bastard! Bracketing her hips, he lifted her and pulled out of her, depositing her unceremoniously on the sofa. He practically leaped out of her and put distance between them like she had some communicable disease.
She gathered her legs up to her chest and hugged them while he began pacing the expanse of the bedroom, cussing furiously.
CHAPTER 4
IT WAS STRANGE TO BEHOLD a furious man with an