Page 4 of Lynx
Nobody will ever even know it happened.
It’ll be our dirty little secret.
And, who knows, maybe if I have sex with him, he’ll think twice about signing these damn papers. Not that that’s why I’m sleeping with him. But, I figure it can’t help either.
“Lynx,” I groan as we crash into a wall. A picture falls to the floor. The glass smashes and scatters across the light brown, wooden floorboards. He never takes his eyes from me for a second.
I grind my slit against his erection. He’s turning me on more than I ever thought possible.
“This is what you get for intruding on my mountain.” He reaches between my legs. I let out a deep sigh as his fingers brush against my opening. “For coming where you don’t belong.”
“Oh, shit.” My stomach flutters as he pushes my panties to the side and buries his fingers in my channel.
“You think you can come up here and do as you please?”
Lynx bites my neck as I hold onto the hair at the back of his head. Thrusting forward with my hips. Begging him to go deeper, harder, faster.
“You think you can drive me wild with your body and not expect to pay the price?”
He pulls his fingers back. They’re glistening with my wetness. He puts them to his mouth and licks them clean. “So. Fucking. Delicious,” he moans.
I slam my mouth against his. Tasting myself on his lips. Opening wide so he can claim my mouth with his tongue.
“I’ve been a bad girl.”
He slaps my ass and squeezes it hard. I bite his bottom lip. He tries to pull his face away, but I hang on with my teeth. Stretching his skin. An electric current shoots out his eyes as he sees me giving back as good as I get.
“You like that?” I tease, letting go of his mouth and kissing his beautiful, rugged face.
“Yes.” His voice is thick with lust. I can practically hear the sex dribbling out his throat.
“What about this?” I ask, putting my hand between his legs and squeezing his erection through his jeans.
“There’s no going back now, Vamp. I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to.”
“Good.” He swings me around and suddenly I’m on my back on the couch and he’s on top of me. “Because I don’t want you to stop, Lynx. I want you to sink that huge, fat cock between my legs and make me scream.”
“Oh, I’ll make you scream,” he chuckles, whipping off his belt and throwing it across the floor. “You’ll be screaming my name in your sleep when I’m through with you. All the way back to the city.”
He pulls down his jeans. My eyes open wide as I gaze upon the incredible sight which is his dick.
“Oh, my,” I say, squeezing him between my fingers. “You’re even bigger than I expected.”
“Is that a problem?” he says, raising an eyebrow.
“No.” I guide him towards my opening. All he has to do is lean forward slightly and he’s pressing up against my warm, wet lips. “It’s perfect,” I tell him. “Everything about you is absolutely perfect.”
He grabs my wrists and pins them on either side of my head. With his hips, he thrusts forward. I arch my back and look up at the ceiling. The feeling of his cock sliding into me is almost enough to make me cum. I’ve never felt anything like it.
“No,” he purrs. “You’re the one who’s perfect.”
Lynx pulls out and kisses me. As our lips meet he thrusts forward again. Burying his dick deep inside my cunt. All the way to my core. Making my tummy shake and my toes cramp and little white stars appear before my closed eyes.
“Lynx.” At first, I mumble his name. Over and over. And as he picks up speed, I start to say it louder, until I’m screaming it at the top of my lungs, just like he promised I would be.
“Now,” he groans, as we start to cum in perfect unison.
His sweat-covered brow presses against mine. My ankles lock behind his back as his balls slap against my ass and great streams of cum shoot into my cunt.
