Page 38 of Hero

I’m mumbling out wordless pleas and encouragement. A climax is building deep and tight. I move my hands from the pillow to the sheet beneath me to Zed’s head. I rub my fingertips over his scalp, feeling the shape of his skull, the texture of his closely cropped hair.

Then he slides two fingers inside me, curling them up against my G-spot. He repositions so he can suck my clit at the same time, and I come apart before I know to expect it.

My pussy clenches eagerly around his fingers as I shake and shudder with wave after wave of pleasure. He keeps finger-fucking me until I come a second time. This time I have to stuff my fist into my mouth to keep from crying out too loudly and waking Rina up.

When I’ve worked through the last of the spasms, Zed straightens up and gives my groin one more soothing stroke.

He’s smiling as he meets my eyes.

“Don’t say it,” I tell him.

“Don’t say what?”

“Don’t say anything about your skills.”

“I wasn’t going to.” He shifts up enough so he can kiss me on the mouth. “I was actually going to say you did a great job lying there and enjoying it.”

I give him a playful shove as I huff, but the truth is I’m kind of pleased with myself too. I never really considered myself a sexy person before, but I feel that way right now.

Zed has stood up so he can shuck his jeans and T-shirt. He wears old boxers beneath them, and he pulls them off too.

This is the first time I’ve actually seen him naked.

I like the look of his body. I like it a lot. He’s got hair on his chest and at his groin. His cock is erect and substantial, bouncing slightly with his motion. His thighs are thick. He’s got a scar on the side of his abdomen. I’m not sure where it came from.

“Well?” he asks when I just stare at him.

“Well what?”

“Don’t you have anything to say?”

“Not really. I think you look pretty good without clothes on. Isn’t it time to fuck me now?”

“It’s definitely time to fuck you.”

He kneels between my legs and raises my hips until he can align his cock at my entrance. Then he pushes in, and both of us moan at the penetration.

He’s staring down at me as he begins to pump his hips. He thrusts fast and tight, hard enough to make my breasts jiggle and loose hairs fly into my face.

I feel completely out of control, and it’s a new, heady feeling for me. I clutch handfuls of the bedding beneath me, and bite my bottom lip over the helpless moans I’m making.

“That’s right,” Zed mutters, his eyes raking up and down my body from my face to the place where his cock is moving in and out of me. “You’re doing so good. You’re taking it so good. Just let go. You can let go.”

“I’m… trying.” I flail my head and my hands. It feels like I’m going to drown from the intensity of the sensations. “I want to let go. So bad.”

“Then do it. Do it for me.”

I make a lot of sobbing sounds as the orgasm reaches its peak. Then it breaks and I shatter, turning my head quickly so I can smother my cries in the pillow.

“That’s right. That’s so good. Come for me just like that. You’re doing so good.”

I shake and jiggle as I work through the climax, and I’m breathless and scorching hot as I finally come down. If I’m expecting it to be over now, I’m wrong. He pulls out but clearly isn’t about to come. Instead, he turns me over onto my hands and knees, pushing my upper body down so only my bottom is in the air.

Then he pulls my butt cheeks apart so he can reach my pussy, and he edges his cock back inside me.

It feels different in this position. Deeper. Thicker. I moan and gasp into the sheet as he starts to thrust again.

He goes at it harder this time, holding on to fistfuls of my ass flesh so he can get good leverage to push. It’s aching but in a way I like. I need. I hear the shameless sounds I’m making and can’t believe they’re coming from me.

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