Even though I’m tightening my pussy hard around his cock, he builds the pace once again, this time not settling on keeping a rhythm of any kind. It’s always growing, always going faster and faster, the sound of flesh on flesh incessant.
It’s happening again; that pressure is coming for me, than tension that stretches my muscles and makes them taut and hard. I can feel it creeping in with each thrust of his, electricity spreading from his finger to my clit and then to the rest of my body.
Before I know it, I’m already screaming again. The sound is throaty and raw, and it’s almost un-lady like. But I don’t care. Why would I? When my whole body is trembling and quivering with pleasure, it’s hard to care about a damn thing in the whole world.
I let my face fall on the sheets, my teeth gritted as I let the tide of pleasure recede slowly. He pulls out of me, my pussy so sensitive a shiver goes up my spine when his glans rubs against my folds on the way out.
I lay there, utterly and completely spent. Still, I know it’s not over. Oh, no, if I know anything about Derek Lowell is that it’s not over until he says so.
I roll to my back, forcing my eyes open, and look at him with a lazy smile. He’s still kneeling, holding his huge cock in his hand, a look of pure hunger in his eyes. He grabs my hand and sits me up; he sits in front of me and pulls me to his lap, our mouths finding each other in a heartbeat. I let myself get lost in his kiss, feeling his cock so dangerously close to my pulsing pussy.
Even before he makes a movement, I let my hands go to his cock and I raise myself up, pointing him at me. Slowly, I ease down onto him, pulling out from his kiss and moaning as I feel his cock feeding into me once again. I let myself fall on it, his length piercing me at once and forcing me to scream.
I’m crazy, I’m insane. I went to the edge and I jumped. His cock is a blessing.
I start bucking my hips as fast as I can against him, and he guides my movements with his hands on my ass. Sitting on top of him, there’s no escaping the length of his cock; all I can do is enjoy it for all I can, surrender to his gloriousness and let it consume me absolutely. Which, of course, is all that I want to do.
I take my hands to his chest, and wanting to have some control over him, I push him down onto the mattress. He lets himself go willingly, his hands never leaving my ass. Swaying my hips, I ride him with abandonment, accompanying the upwards thrusts of his body.
I lean into him and sway my chest over his face, enjoying the look on his face as my breasts jiggle right over him. He takes one hand off of my ass, and grabbing at one of my breasts, lifts his head and wraps his lips around my hard nipple, sucking on it with such violent passion that I can’t help but close my eyes and sigh harshly, the air leaving my body at once.
More, I want more.
Still with his cock in me, I lift myself up on the mattress slightly, raising my knees and supporting myself with only my feet. I’m squatting over him, his cock pointing straight up and ready to be buried deep inside of me.
Using the last strength I still have in my muscles, I start lowering myself on his cock and then going back up. I scream each time I go down, his cock so deep inside of me that I can’t help but force myself further down, wanting to have every single inch of him burning inside of me. I don’t know even know how I’m doing this, how it’s physically possible for me to have him in me.
I go at him faster and faster, his fingers curling around both my breasts viciously. I look down at him, enjoying the look of pure joy and lust on the hard lines of his face, and I redouble my efforts. Forget about running or going to the gym; you’ve never pushed your body to the point of exhaustion if you haven’t experienced Derek’s cock. And that’s the truth.
I feel his cock pulsing harshly inside of me, all of his body tensing up, and I make one last effort to not slow down. He’s gritting his teeth, and in an instant, his muscles become even more taut as his cock starts spasming violently inside of me, shooting his cum against my insides. My skin prickles as his warm cum fills me up and starts dripping down to my thighs and then falling in thick droplets on the sheets, but I don’t stop. I keep on going up and down on him until I can’t take it anymore, my whole body as tense as a nocked arrow.
I erupt in pleasure, ripples of it washing over me with such intensity that I simply collapse on top of Derek, my legs flailing as if they’re not mine to control. I bury my fingers on his chest as I endure the destroying force of my orgasm, surrendering to the perfection of it.
He holds me tight in his arms, and my body still reeling from all of it, I feel him kissing my forehead gently.
“That’s what I wanted to do to you the first time I saw you on the 6 train,” he whispers at me.