Gambling For The Virgin:A Dark Billionaire Romance(172)
I stop moving for a few seconds, catching my breath and relishing the way his naked body feels when against mine.
"You're one of a kind, Fiona," Danny whispers, taking one hand to my face and stroking my cheek softly. I look back at him, not really knowing what to say, and so I just smile. Who'd have known I'd hear these words from Danny Manning?
"Now … " I whisper back at him, "are you ready for your prize?"
"My … prize?"
"You won the game, you deserve something special," I say, raising my hips and taking his cock out of me. I roll to the side and putting both hands and knees on the bench, I go on all fours. "What're you waiting for?" I ask him, looking back at him over my shoulder.
"Are you sure?" he asks, but he's already positioning himself behind me, that wild hunger in his eyes.
"More than sure … I want you to have me. To have all of me," I say, wiggling my ass back at him.
"What you want, you get." He places both his hands on my cheeks and then spreads them wide; then, using one hand, he grabs his cock and starts brushing its tip against my pussy. "But I'm not done with your pussy," he says, and with that he thrusts. I let out one wild scream as his shaft flies all the way in, his thrust so harsh that it almost rips me in half.
"Fuck," I groan as he starts to thrust, no build-up to his rhythm this time, he just goes hard from the start, completely demolishing my pussy. "Harder," I find myself thrusting back at him and allowing the sound of flesh on flesh to lull me into a trance. I go deeper down into a dream-like state and, by the time another orgasm explodes inside of me, I don't even know if I'm still conscious.
"Now … " he starts, taking his cock out of my pussy and brushing it up and down the length of my crack, "are you ready for this?" He presses the tip of his cock against my hole, and my heart tightens up inside my chest. Ready? No way. But I want it all the same; I push my ass back at him, and I can't help but let out one scream as I feel his first inch stretching my ass as it goes in.
"Oh, God," I gasp as he keeps on pushing his shaft inside my ass, my inner walls hugging his thickness so tightly I don't even know how he's inside of me.
"You're so fucking tight," he tells me, pushing his cock all the way down. He stops for a long second, savoring my tight ass, and then he slides back out. Slowly, he builds up a rhythm, rocking his hips against me as my insides try to accommodate him. I can't believe that I'm actually doing this; I've never let a man take my ass, and now I have a twelve-inch cock in there. Remember what I said about limits being shattered? Yeah, this is what I was talking about.
"Harder … Harder … " I moan, slowly moving my body and trying to match the growing rhythm of his thrusts. My insides are on fire, and this time it's so intense that I feel tears welling up in my eyes. Guided by instinct, I take one to my stomach and then slide it down to my pussy, using two fingers to rub on my clit. I do it in abandonment, my body obeying to some higher power that commands me to drive straight to the edge of pleasure. Which, of course, is exactly what I do.
"HARDER!" I scream, closing my eyes as tears of pleasure stream down my face. I'm grinding my teeth against each other, my jaw so tense I bet I could chew through steel right now. Obeying my scream, Danny grabs me by the hips; with one foot on the floor and the other up on the bench, he rams his cock into me so hard that I almost fall forward. He goes like that until I feel that tidal wave of ecstasy coming for me once more.
How many times have I already come since we sneaked our way into the Nailers' lock room? Fuck, I've lost count already. It's kinda funny, really; I usually could tell you how many orgasms I had in a month, and now I can't tell you how many I had during the past half an hour. It seems that sex with Danny is a constant sequence of touchdowns. He's a man built with winning as his only purpose; on the field or between the sheets, winning is all that he's programmed to do. And I can't think of a purpose better than that.
"I'm gonna … I'm gonna … " I start, but my train of thought derails as he gives me one final thrust, moving his hips forward so violently that I have to let go of my clit and place my hand down on the bench to support myself. It hits me in a heartbeat; electric needles stab my brain over and over again, and my muscles start to spasm erratically as that all-consuming orgasm blankets both my mind and my body.
Every woman should have an orgasm like this, at least once in her life. Think I'm kidding? I'm not. Too many women go through life without knowing what true pleasure is. And I'm not even talking about the ones that don't even know what an orgasm really is. Now that's something that breaks my little heart.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum," Danny suddenly says, reigniting the movement of his hips. Moving without thinking, I let my body fall forward and his cock pops out of me. I go down to my knees fast and turn to him, reaching for his cock with both of my hands.
"Yes, you're going to cum … " I tell him, looking him in the eye with a sinful smile on my lips. "All over me," I conclude as I start to stroke him with both of my hands, moving them back and forth in a flurry of movement. I do it so fast that my hands are just a blur, the spasms of his cock against my fingers making me delirious.
"Fuck," is his final word before a long and thick rope of cum shoots out from his cock. It hits me straight in the face, and I open my mouth by instinct. The next strand goes inside my mouth and over my tongue; angling his cock, I aim it at my mouth until it's brimming. I keep on looking him in the eye as he cums, his look of pure bliss making it oh-so-worth-it.
He keeps on gushing a veritable river of semen all over me, blanketing me in white. Strands of it are dripping down my face and onto my neck, and both my tits are already covered in a gooey layer of his seed. And still he keeps on cumming, his cock spasming against my fingers even more harshly with each passing second. Possessed by lust, I lean forward and wrap my lips around his cock, taking inside my mouth whatever cum there still is inside of him.
Only when my mouth is brimming with his semen does he stop, exhaling sharply and pulling his cock out.
"That was so fucking good," he whispers, looking me in the eyes. Grinning, I open my mouth, showing him how much of his cum I'm holding there and prepare myself to swallow it. But a sudden thought crosses my mind and I just stop; my grin widening, I grab Danny's hand and pull him down. He comes willingly, kneeling on the floor right in front of me.
Without even knowing what his reaction is going to be, I just lean into him and press my mouth against his, shoving my tongue inside his mouth. I push the cum inside my mouth into his, and he starts kissing me with a fury I didn't know he still had in him. We swap cum, our tongues dancing around one another, for God knows how long. Right now, time has become meaningless.
"Come," he whispers, pulling back from my kiss. I smile at him, noticing the way his lips glisten from the cum that coats them. Grabbing my hand, he pulls me up to my feet and then takes me to the showers. "Let's get you cleaned off," he says, going down on one knee and slowly taking off my heels. He turns the water on, and it doesn't take long for the whole space around us to become blanketed in warm steam.
Stepping under the running water, he pulls me after him, running his hands down to my breasts and smearing his own cum over my skin. The hot water does the rest, pushing his fluids out of my body.
"I've never done anything like that," I admit, looking at him and realizing I have no idea why I'm telling him all this. This is just fun, right? Yeah, yeah … Somehow, that doesn't ring truth. Sure, whatever we have going on between the two of us is fun, but I'm starting to think it's growing into something more …
"That makes two of us," he says, kissing the corner of my mouth.
God, this must be a dream I'm living right now. If it is, do me a favor: let me sleep forever.
134
Fiona
G'morning, world, I think to myself as I sit up on the bed, two minutes before the alarm goes off. I stretch, lifting my arms up in the air, and then swing my legs off of the bed. I usually don't wake in such a good mood, but I guess it's not every day that someone fucks me in the Nailers' locker room, is it?
Last night was so amazing. After the game ended, I could barely wait to go back to Danny's place … And I wanted it so much that we ended up not even leaving the stadium. I don't know what he's doing to me, but I feel a change taking place. I mean, I used to be such a nice girl, and now I'm impersonating press officers so that I can get fucked in a locker room? Carpe diem, I guess.