Page 136 of Masked Sins
She releases a sob. “Please, Orion, I need to come—” I flick her piercing, and a low, heady groan escapes her lips. “S-sorry, M-master,” she amends, hiccuping. Her whole body is shaking, wound up so tight like a coil ready to spring.
I’m leaking precum, so fucking eager to push back into her.
“How do you feel?” I ask, teasing her entrance with the head of my cock.
“G-good, s-so close?—”
I slowly drive into her, and she cries out. “Fuck!”
A smattering of pleasure claws down my spine, causing my aching balls to pull up slightly with the need to unload inside her.
“That’s it. I like it when you’re a good girl, but I think I like it more when you swear. Do it again.”
“Fuck, Orion?—”
“Who?” I ask, pulling out.
She groans as a tear slides down the side of her face. “I c-can’t—p-please?—”
“Give me a color, Layla.”
“Green! Fucking green,” she cries out.
I chuckle. “Well done. Do you want to come?”
Her eyes snap open. “God—yes?—”
Gripping one leg, I spread her wider and spear back into her as my other hand moves back between her legs, pressing down against her clit. Her cunt pulses around me, a feathering sensation that has me hissing in pleasure.
“I’m going to?—”
I roll myself on top of her in a languid movement, rolling my hips so that the head of my cock presses against her G-spot.
She explodes.
Her back arches, and the warm, contracting sensation courses from her pussy to my cock, drawing my orgasm up unexpectedly. Hungry, intense ecstasy spirals through me as she squeezes me. My balls pull closer as I continue pounding into her.
“Fuck, you’re going to make me come.”
My mouth drops open as I throw my head back, my body jerking as my cock curves, hardening and lengthening before a white-hot, searing sensation explodes through me.
I break apart completely as my face slackens.
My body jerks erratically, and then I’m pulsing into her.
Holy fuck.
I spill into her still convulsing core. It milks every last drop out of me, and I moan, eyes closed, for what seems like forever.
When I’m done, I open my eyes and drop down to my elbows, kissing her as I keep myself inside her. I stay that way for at least a minute. Her hands come to my arms, and she strokes me as our breathing steadies, both coming down from everything. My chest presses against hers, and when I pull back, she looks up at me with something that makes my throat catch.
My cock continues to throb every few seconds, and Layla wraps her legs around my hips, pulling me close.
“Fuck, Layla. That was…” I kiss her, and she kisses me back.
“I know,” she says against my lips. “I didn’t know that sex could be like that.”
“I’m only just getting started. How are you feeling about what just happened?”
