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“No more!” I cry as I feel Cash come up behind me. I got away from him ten minutes ago. I thought naked house day sounded like fun this morning, but now it’s seven at night and I’m starving, my legs feel like they are going to fall off, my body is covered in love bites, and all I want to do is sleep.
“Babe, you’re naked standing in the middle of the kitchen looking sexy as hell. I can’t help it,” he says, his mouth coming to my neck.
“No more.” I jump away from him, running to the other side of the counter. “I need food,” I tell him, stepping back when I see that he looks ready to pounce.
“Okay, okay, you’re right. I need to feed you,” he says, holding his hands out in front of him.
“Thank you,” I sigh, my head dropping forward.
“After I feed you, you’re mine again.”
“Did you take something?” I ask exasperatedly.
“What?” He smirks, showing off both dimples.
“It can’t be normal for a guy to get hard so quickly after...” I say quietly, looking down at his very hard cock and waving my hand in its direction.
“This is all your fault.” His fist wraps around his cock and begins moving in slow strokes. “All I have to do is look at you and I’m ready to go again.”
“Food,” I say, watching as he works himself. I lick my lips and feel my lower belly clench. I have no idea how I can still get wet after the amount of times I’ve orgasmed today.
“I’ll feed you,” he says, taking a step closer to me. His free hand goes to my hip, turning me to face the countertop. “Put your hands flat on top and don’t move them.” I do as he says, my breasts pressing into the cold counter. He uses his foot to spread my legs farther apart; once he has me how he wants me, his fingers run over my clit, making my body jump at the contact. I feel like every nerve ending is exposed; the slightest touch is almost too much. “You’re wet,” he states, sounding almost surprised. I don’t say anything, just nod my head. I feel his warmth hit my back, his legs bending right before he fills me, forcing me to stand on my tiptoes.
“Oh,” I moan as my fingers dig into the countertop.
“I love being inside you,” he groans. He keeps pulling almost all the way out before slamming back inside, each thrust causing my sensitive nipples to slide over the counter. His hand slides around my waist before traveling down and over my clit. I press back against him, trying to get away from his fingers. Everything that I’m feeling is too much. Without warning, I hear a loud smack and feel the sting from his palm against my ass. My body jumps, and I feel myself become even wetter. I cry out when his fingers pinch my clit, and my body bucks against his as I orgasm. I clench around him. My body burns from the inside out. Lights dance behind my closed eyelids. I know I’m dragging him over with me when I feel his fingers digging into my hips and his loud roar fills the room. His body collapses on top of mine. I can feel his heart beating wildly against my back, his chest heaving up and down.#p#分页标题#e#
“I think you’re trying to kill me with orgasms,” I say into the top of the counter.
“My dick is officially rubbed raw,” he groans, sliding out of me.
“What are you doing?” I yell as he picks me up, walking towards the bedroom.
“Going to shower,” he says, and I wiggle until I'm out of his arms.
“No! No way,” I say, and I don’t even look at him as I run to the room, slamming the bedroom door. I then run to the bathroom, shutting and locking that door as well.
“Babe.” I can hear the laughter in his voice as he knocks on the door.
“Naked house day is over!” I yell before I jump into the shower, trying to wash as quickly as possible before he finds a way to break down the door. Once I’m done showering, I wrap myself in a robe, making sure to tie it tightly around my waist. I’m surprised to see Cash sitting on the side of the bed fully clothed, his hair still wet from his shower he must’ve taken in the kids’ bathroom.
“What are you doing?” I ask, backing up when I see him stand and start prowling towards me.
“I’m going to kiss you and leave the room,” he says, his arm encircling my waist. My hands go to his chest, trying to warn him off. “Just a kiss, baby, and then I want you to get dressed so I can take you out to dinner.”
“We’re still going to dinner?”
“I promised you I would feed you,” he says, his lips moving softly over mine. I smile against his mouth. His face moves back, his eyes looking me over. “Unless you feel up to getting back into bed.” He smiles when I growl. “Get dressed. I’ll be in the living room.” He turns me around, pushing me towards the closet. I jump when he smacks my ass. I look over my shoulder to see him smiling. “You have a beautiful ass, baby.” He shrugs, walking out of the room. I walk into the closet smiling.