Page 109 of Damaged Mogul
She lets out a keening cry of ecstasy that’s so primal, you’d think I’m torturing her.
The vibrations travel to my balls.
And then, it happens.
Lily’s pussy gushes.
I swear, it’s even more abundant than before.
The sound of her hand slapping her wet pussy is pure sin.
Holy shit. She’s a fucking geyser.
I might have to pay to replace this king bed, but damn, is it ever worth it.
The most intense sense of pleasure and satisfaction I’ve ever experienced washes over me as this gorgeous woman comes undone. And to think, she didn’t even know her body could do that. Our time together will change the way she thinks of sex—and her body—forever. It’s better than any drug.
My dirty girl.
As if that wasn’t spectacular enough, her body convulses. I’m guessing it’s from a second climactic wave.
Her juices are flowing like the dam to a river broke.
“Gage. Oh, Gage. Oh God?—”
Her pleasure-filled whimpers are my undoing.
I walk on my knees until I’m hovering right on top of her.
I grip my cock hard.
One hard jerk.
Two.
Three.
A curse spews from my throat as my climax rips through me. “God, Lily.” I point my cock and my release explodes and lands in hot white streaks across her creamy skin.
She glances down at her body.
I christened her stomach with a river of cum.
Damn.
I grab a few tissues from the box on the nightstand and clean her up. I take care of my cock next. When I’m done, I toss the dirty tissues over my shoulder, and drop on the bed next to her.
At this rate, this bed won’t survive our passion.
I flip to my side, and pull her into my embrace. Although there’s A/C in the room, she’s sweating.
We stay interlaced for a long while, breathing heavy.
“I still can’t believe what you do to my body,” she says, against my chest.
“I didn’t do a thing. I wasn’t even touching you.”
“You must’ve put a spell on me. There’s no other explanation. I’ve touched myself many times before, and my body has never reacted that way. Never. Not even close. I blame you for turning me into… a waterfall.”
