Page 81 of Caught Looking

“More,” she whimpered.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite hear you.” I lied because it was so much fun to play this game with her.

“Please?” She begged. “Give me more.”

“You need more of my thick cock? Need me deeper inside this beautiful pussy?” I ran my hand over her ass and hip, squeezing.

That earned me another whimper. “Yes, please.”

“You beg so beautifully, Annalise.” I ran my hands under her thighs and splayed her open, holding her over my dick and against the window, her pussy empty and waiting, dripping arousal all over me. “Just remember you asked for this. Youbeggedfor this. So wet for me it’s fuckingeverywhere.” Then I thrust up at the same time I let her weight fall down, our bodies colliding with incredible force.

She screamed and I moaned so loud our voices echoed off the walls. The mirrors. Our reflections bouncing back the visual reminder we both liked it like this.Lovedit like this. Annalise’s mouth hung open, her eyes wide and dark with desire as she stared at the lower mirror. She watched me spear her and couldn’t look away from where I was now buried deep inside her. Her pussy stretching to take me.

“I can’t believe you just did that,” she choked out.

“Was it too much?” I hoped not because it felt like fuckingheavento me. My dick all buried inside her tight heat, her cunt squeezing me even tighter.

“It was goddamnperfect,” she moaned.

“Christ, you’re the perfect woman.” It never stopped amazing me. Everything she craved matched my own deepest desires. No matter how long or hard we went at each other, there was always another goal one of us reached for, and the other was completely willing to go for it.

“Fuck me, Seth. Just like this. Make me watch you take my orgasm.”

She meant it too. Every word. I brought my mouth to her ear and whispered, “When your pretty pussy is too sore to take any more of me I’m going to make you watch me jack myself off over and over, thinking of all the ways I could be fucking you but can’t. You sure that’s what you want?” My girl did love the promise of a good punishment from time to time.

“Are you going to spank me for begging too many times?” Her eyes danced as she teased me.

I ran my thumb along the edge of her ass. “Maybe. We’ll see how upset I am when I can’t have what I want.” I placed a kiss behind her ear making her pulse around me. “As I recall, you said punishments were only for special occasions.”

“This seems special.”

I smiled against her warm skin, breathed in the scent of our sex. “I’d rather dole out rewards, Annalise. Now be a good girl and take my cock.” I lifted her up as I drew my hips back, and drilled into her over and over.

She screamed my name and a whole gorgeous string of swear words as I drove her tits up and down the glass. She palmed the window to brace against my thrusts. While I held her thighs open, my fingers massaged their way closer and closer to her pussy. I gathered up that slick arousal and massaged us where our bodies met, making my dick feel even more intense as it filled her up. Then I hooked my forearms under her thighs to free my hands to play with her splayed open pussy. I massaged her lips and circled her clit, pressing against it with my index finger.

My gaze bounced between my cock and her nipples, my orgasm gathering low and fast. “Come for me, Annalise. Ineedto feel you, babe. I need you.” Because that was the truth. I had never needed anyone or anything the way I needed her. Her pleasure was my pleasure. Her happiness was my happiness.

She’d ruined me for any other woman, not that I would ever want another woman.

She was it for me. My forever.

“I’m going to give you so many orgasms, Annalise. So many. It’s my favorite thing in the whole world, hearing you come, feeling you come. And I need that right now, baby. You’re taking me so well. Every inch of my cock. I’m fucking you so hard and you’re asking for more. You’re incredible. But I need to feel you come. My dick is desperate to feel you squeezing it, gushing all over it with your climax.” Now I was the one begging. “Be my good girl and give me your orgasm.”

“More.”

So greedy, my girl. So I pulled out, lifted her to my tip, and then slammed us together at the same time I squeezed her pussy lips tight around her clit, holding her firmly against the glass.

Her mouth fell open, but no sound came out. I didn’t need her words to know she was coming. I felt it. She squeezed me so tight I couldn’t pull back if I wanted to. So I stayed buried deep, letting her come all over me, and when I couldn’t take it anymore, I spilled inside her all while we both stared at our reflections.

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ANNALISE

“Are we having too much sex?” I asked as I sat on the kitchen counter eating a cup of yogurt for breakfast. We were both too tired to cook anything.

“Blasphemy.” Then he cocked his head to the side, yawned, and shrugged. “But maybe?”

The sex was just so good. It got better each day, somehow. As we learned each other’s bodies, let go of whatever inhibitions were holding us back, sex became our playground.

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