Running Game(71)

He’s just so fucking good at this, I thought to myself. Holy shit, Riley, you finally found someone who knows how to get you off…

True to form, it wasn’t long before I could feel the distant rumblings of an impending orgasm. Whereas actually experiencing my own thrilling conclusion was a gamble every time, this man had brought my senses to a record-beating level, both in intensity and speed.

“Oh god… Lex… I’m gonna… don’t stop, please don’t stop… don’t you dare fucking stop…”

My thighs tightened around his face as he amped up the rhythm, returning to suck my clit into his mouth.

I was putty in his hands then, and the shivers down my spine turned into pure, unadulterated nirvana. As pleasure whiplashed down my back, a jaw-dropping orgasm tore through me, tearing inhuman, animalistic groans from my lips.

“Fuck – Lex – I’m coming – just –”

With staggered breaths, I moaned out a string of expletives, finally crumpling to a heap against the bed. He disentangled my legs from around his head, pulling himself up to plant a stained kiss against my lips.

My arms wrapped around him, pulling him deeper. I could taste the evidence of my own satisfaction on him, and our tongues danced together as I wiped it clean with my own.

“Who are you?” I found myself asking with a mixture of contentment and surprise at his skill. “I’ve never, ever been with someone this… talented…”

“Well, Lex Lambert isn’t just someone, love,” he chuckled knowingly. After a second, his face changed, and he realized he’d divulged his surname to me.

“…Forget I said that,” he chuckled nervously.

“Why, is your name important?” I asked, glancing curiously at him. “Really though, now that you mention it… who are you?”

“Just someone passing through,” he deflected casually, stroking his cock as he hovered above me. Supporting himself on one elbow, I could sense the power of his chiseled strength, and I knew that my window to press the matter was closing – and fast.

“Lex, you can tell me anything–”

The head of his cock pushed into me, parting the wet, yearning lips of my slick chasm around his generous girth.

“Wait – you’re not wearing a condom –”

“Don’t worry, love,” he chuckled between groans. “I’m clean. I get checked every few weeks… and I had a vasectomy. If there’s a kid happening, that kid’s gonna be planned.”

Every few weeks?

How much sex does this dude HAVE?

I felt his tremendous size pushing inwards, stretching my body and testing my limits.

All semblances of composure and concentration flew straight out the window. It was all I could do to keep my head as he thrust himself deeper inward.

“Oh fuck me sideways,” I moaned. “There’s no way this is gonna fit…”

“It’s working out nicely so far,” Lex chuckled, holding me down as he pushed another inch inside. “Go on, just relax… we’re already halfway there, love…”

I adjusted my hips, spurred on his words.

“Come on, then,” I murmured. “Let’s do this.”

With a cocky little grin, Lex pushed deeper. His rock-hard weapon pierced further into my trembling folds, pulling deep moans from my lips and forcing him to groan with intensity.

“Fuck, Riley, you’re so goddamn tight around my cock…” He murmured with conviction. “I’m not even all the way in, yet. It’s so hot inside….”

“You feel so good inside me,” I cooed between moans, my fingers clenching into the bedding again. Truth be told, it felt like he was splitting me apart… but oddly, it was an intensely satisfying way to go. If he really did break me in two, it would be worth it. “Hold on a minute, please.”

“Okay,” he hurriedly responded, pausing in the onward march of his thick cock.

I gathered my breath and fought my body, forcing myself to relax a little more. Biting my bottom lip and closing my eyes, I thought of babbling brooks, rustling meadows in the wind, and the scent of the forests…

All imagery that helped me limber up and get into the zone of painting.

My eyes flew back open, and I nodded.

I was as relaxed as I was ever gonna be.

Lex slowly pushed further inside, tactfully retreating an inch whenever necessary, only to regain his ground and then some. Within a few more moments, I could feel him hilt himself against my hips, and I realized that I’d taken the entire cock into me.

“Oh fuck, Lex,” I murmured with a gasp.

He pulled his hips back for a moment, and then pushed forward again, slowly easing me into a rocking motion. I gradually met and matched his rhythm, pushing myself to accept this tremendous rod of white-iron within my wet pussy, stretching my walls and pushing me to my very limits.