Page 24 of Sofa King Wanted

“Yes, please, anything. Just stop torturing me!”

“Fuck,” I hiss as I slowly sink into her from behind.

When I go all the way and feel my balls snug against her pussy lips, I hold still. She’s whimpering at the stretch, and even though I did my best to get her ready last night, nothing can prepare her for the thick intrusion.

“Neil, it’s too big.” She grips the pillow in her hands and tries to get off my cock.

My hold on her hips is lethal, and I’m not letting her move an inch. “You want me to cum in you, don’t you?” Her pussy clenches around my cock in answer. “Good girl.”

“Don’t listen to her, she’s not thinking clearly!”

“Oh, I think your pussy knows exactly what she wants.” I reach around between her legs and spread the lips of her pussy. “Right now, she’s begging for me to fill her up.”

As soon as I pet her clit, Georgia’s entire body relaxes. She spreads her knees wider to let me get deep, and I rub her clit as I start to fuck her. Every time I pull out, the wet drag of her cunt is heaven. And every time I thrust back in, she squeezes me like she’s welcoming me home.

“That’s it!” she cries, her hips rocking with me. “Right there!”

Her orgasm hits when I’m balls deep, and I stay still, needing to feel it. Waves of her pleasure keep coming, and one orgasm turns into another. I pet her clit to drag it out until she pushes my hand away and begs me to stop.

That’s when I finally give myself permission to stop holding back. My cock throbs as I empty into her hot little cunt, and I fall on top of her. She’s pinned to the bed as I keep cumming, to the point that it spills out between us.

I kiss her cheek, her shoulder, everywhere I can reach as I try and catch my breath. It’s the single most intense orgasm of my life, and I might have blacked out at one point.

“I think you broke me,” Georgia mumbles, and I grin against her neck.

“Still feel like eating donuts?”

“Always.”

I laugh as I pull out, and Georgia groans at the loss, but as soon as I’ve flipped her over onto her back, I thrust my hard cock inside her.

“I’m going to take it as a compliment that you never get soft,” she says as I kiss my way down to her breasts.

“I’m afraid as long as you’re near me it’s going to stay that way.”

“I guess having you glued to my side won’t be so bad after all.”

I take her wrists in my hands and lift them over her head. I’m gentle at first, but when I’ve got them pinned above her, I tighten my grip so she can’t move.

“So tell me something, Sheriff.”

She stiffens at the change in my voice. “I assumed when we were in bed together, I was just Georgia.”

“Well, then explain to me why you ran out on me this morning and then went and tore your cruiser apart before you went to the diner.” Her eyes widen, and her mouth pops open, but no words come out. “And this time, don’t lie to me.”

“I wasn’t lying, well not exactly. I might have left off a stop or two, but you distracted me with your mouth and tongue and…you know.”

“Cock?”

“Yes, and right now, it’s inside me, so I’m having a hard time gathering my thoughts.”

“You mean gathering your lies.”

She huffs and tries to wiggle out of my hold, but it only makes my cock go deeper.

“Neil.”

My name comes out like a whine, but I’m not letting her go until I’ve got some answers.

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