Page 15 of More Than a Match

Her hands drop from my chest, and she grips the blankets, balling her fists around them, her moans becoming more urgent. I continue my pace, quickening the circles on her clit slightly. Her thighs clamp down on my hips, trapping my hand in place against her. I continue to wiggle my fingers to the best of my ability, and she throws her head back, a whimper escaping her lips. I can feel the inside of her pussy growing tighter around my cock.Here it comes.She squeals again, and her pussy clamps down tight and then releases, a stream of her cum shooting out and soaking my balls and thighs. I know, in my limited knowledge, that squirts are mostly urine, but I don’t even care.This is so damn hot.The added lubrication makes my job even easier. I begin to pound faster, feeling myself bottom out inside of her with every thrust. I’m so close to an orgasm myself that I decide to take a risk. I free the hand that was thumbing her clit and place it on her throat, squeezing lightly.

Her whole body trembles as she orgasms again, gasping for air against the pressure of my hand. She’s smiling, sweating, riding the exquisite wave of pleasure. That image alone is enough for me, and I quickly pull out, fighting out of the vice grip of her thighs and spewing my load all over her, from the top of her pussy to her neck. Rope after rope of cum lands on her, and in the middle of my orgasmic haze I’m surprised I have that much to give. On the heels of that realization comes the wish that I could have made this last longer. I don’t want her to think I’m some two-pump chump.

I groan and roll, laying down next to her on the bed, our legs dangling off the edge. We’re both breathing heavily, and I turn to look at her. She’s practically glowing. I want to ask if it was good for her, but don’t want to be that guy. As if she can read my mind, she speaks between ragged breaths.

“That was so hot. Just what I needed.”

“Me too,” I agree. “That was awesome.”

I trace my finger over her collarbone and up her neck, finally cupping her chin in my hand. “You can use the shower to freshen up if you’d like.

“Yeah. I’ll do that as soon as I catch my breath.”

CHAPTER 13: MINA

I lay there on the bed, my pussy throbbing from the exquisite orgasms. I’ve never been with a guy who can make me peak more than once… in fact, most guys can’t get me there at all and I have to fake it. This guy, he’s the real deal. He knows just how to get me going.

He cups my chin in his hand and murmurs softly, “You can use the shower to freshen up if you’d like.”

“Yeah, I’ll do that as soon as I catch my breath.” I am still in a state of semi-disbelief that this is actually happening. Did I really meet a random janitor at work by accidentally flashing my goodies at him, and has he absolutely rocked my world on two separate occasions now? And I can’t forget the perfect date we just went on, and his taste in movies.Fuck. I might actually fall in love with this guy. I’m in dangerous territory now.

I muster my strength and sit up, standing on wobbly legs. “Time to shower, I guess!”

“Feel free to use the shampoo and soap or whatever you need,” Alex offers. “What’s mine is yours.”

Fuck. Definitely going to fall in love with him. “Thanks.”

I make my way to the bathroom and turn on the water. It heats up quickly and I step under the warm spray, letting it wash over my sore muscles. I’m careful not to get my hair wet; I don’t want to have to explain that to my parents when I get home.Oh shit, my parents. I make a mental note to check my phone when I get out of the shower. I’m surprised they haven’t been blowing me up, wondering where I am. Just as that thought occurs to me, I hear my text tone going off. Once, twice, three times.Damn. There they are.

I quickly finish rinsing off and hop out of the shower, wrapping myself up in his towel. It’s surprisingly large and soft, considering the sparse nature of the rest of his living space. I dry myself as quickly as I can and hurry back into his bedroom. He’s nowhere to be found.

I fumble with my pants to retrieve my phone from the pocket where I left it. Surprisingly, only one of the texts is from my mother.

I smile and shake my head. Wow, I was not expecting that. The other two messages are from Katie.

I quickly type out a response.

A pending text bubble appears almost immediately, and the message is quick to follow.

I sigh and shake my head. She’s too much. I do have lots of juicy details for her, though.

I peek outside into the living room and am surprised to see Alex lounging on the couch wearing a fluffy set of tiger-stripe pajamas. He looks adorable.

“Hey! Don’t you look cozy!”

Alex laughs and gestures to his outfit. “I figured this was more appropriate loungewear. If you don’t feel like putting your date clothes back on, I’ve got plenty more outfits to choose from.”

“Oh really?”

“Absolutely! In this house, comfort is king. Let me show you.” He gets up and ushers me to his dresser, sliding open the top left drawer. “Here we go. Comfy pajamas.”

I look at the array of fun patterns folded neatly in front of me. I select a green and purple swirl set and quickly put them on. They’re too big for me, but man are they comfortable. I give a little twirl.

“So, how do I look?”

“I like you in my clothes,” he says, pulling me close. “I could get used to that.”

I lean up to give him a kiss, and notice the TV is paused, and it looks like it’s been reset to right around where we left it. “Oh, the movie!”

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