Page 60 of Resisting the Running Back

He pulls back, and his eyes meet mine.

“Fuck me like you did last night,” I beg. “Fuck me so hard I can’t sit without thinking of you.”

His eyes seem to darken with lust at my words, and he springs from the bed. He runs through the suite, and I shimmy out of my clothes while he’s gone.

When he returns, he’s holding a condom in his hand. He doesn’t look surprised that I’m lying naked on the bed even though he was only gone a few seconds, and he tosses the condom on the bed beside me as he races to get undressed as quickly as I just did.

I grab the condom, tear it open, and pull it out as he moves over me. He’s straddling my legs, kneeling over me, and I take his very hard cock in my fist and pump it a few times.

“Unless you want my come all over your tits, you better stop,” he warns.

“What if I do?” I challenge, my eyes gleaming as I keep pumping my fist along his shaft.

“Then I won’t be able to fuck you until you can’t sit without thinking of me,” he warns, and I let go of my grip on his cock.

I reach down and palm his balls for a few beats, and then we both shift into position until he’s aligned with my body. Hereaches down and fists himself as he slides that big, beautiful cock into me, and I close my eyes and let out a sigh of contentment as I feel him inside me again.

It’s that same big, full feeling. It’s bordering on pain, but there’s so much pleasure in it that it’s a delicious, addictive sort of pain that I never want to stop.

He starts to move, and that’s when I hear the demand fall from his lips. “Open your eyes.”

He stops moving as he waits for me to follow his instructions, and when I do, I’m rewarded with absolute lust staring back at me. His eyes are heavy and hooded as he stares down at me.

“That’s my girl,” he says, and my God, why are those the hottest words I’ve ever heard?

That’s my girl.

Iwantto be his girl with everything inside of me. I want this to be more than just two friends fucking. I want this to be more than just a marriage of convenience between two friends.

I want a life with him. It’s sudden, and it’s out of the blue, and it’s an absolutely terrifying realization.

But it’s a realization that’s going to have to wait, because he’s moving inside me, and I can’t think with any sort of coherence.

At first, he moves slowly, with precision, but he slams into me as deeply as he can go, and that’s what’s going to give me that beautiful ache that’ll make me think of him every time I sit later.

I’m not sure my body is healed yet from last night’s activities, and here we go again. He thrusts into me with a force that’s both brutal and immeasurably sexy, and every time he drives in, I feel closer to my climax.

He must see it in my eyes.

He starts to pick up the pace as my body begs for him, and just when I’m about to tip over the edge into oblivion, he pulls out.

“No,” I cry.

He moves beside me and lies on his back as he reaches over for me. “Get on top,” he pants, and I climb over him as he holds his cock up for me to slide down on top of him.

We both groan at the new angle, and he holds onto my hips as he moves us into a rhythm from beneath me. I claw at his chest as I hold myself up, and he hisses with every scratch I don’t even realize I’m making.

“Fuck, Soph, your cunt is so goddamn tight for me,” he mutters, and my eyes move to his.

“I’ve never had anything as big as your cock in there,” I admit.

He chuckles, and his eyes seem to light up a little at the compliment. He bucks his hips harder into me, and all I can do is hold on for the ride.

My body starts to tighten, and this time, the orgasm doesn’t give me any warning. Instead, I spring right into my release, screaming my way through it as my hips gyrate of their own accord over his body. I think I say his name, and I think there might be a string of curses, but I find myself in another galaxy for a few seconds, so I can’t really be sure. This place is a land of pure pleasure and bliss, and I never want to leave it as my body contracts over and over, my legs squeezing together as I buck wildly over him, the climax brutal and intense.

I come back down to earth when I hear his own string of curses along with my name, and that’s when he starts to come, too. I ride it out along with him, nearly feeling myself pushed into a second orgasm as I experience his pleasure through my own.

I collapse on top of him, both of us panting, and I start to wonder how we ever lived without this.

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