Page 16 of The Big Scoop

I’d just come, but I could already feel another orgasm starting to form inside of me like a warm, glowing ball twisting deep inside my core. My limbs were tingling and I felt like I was being spun around in the eye of a tornado.

Harrison circled my clit with the tip of his tongue and I cried out again, muffling my screams of ecstasy with the palm of my hand.

My breath caught in my lungs as I started to quiver. It started in my toes, then rose up through my legs to my waist, then up through my arms and finally, just when I was sure I couldn’t take it any longer, I came again.

This time I fell over.

I collapsed onto Harrison, and would have faceplanted in the dirt if it weren’t for him catching me and breaking my fall. He set me down beside him as explosions went off inside my body, my nerve endings bursting like tiny little fireworks as the hard slap of my orgasm hit me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I muttered as I shook.

Unimaginable pleasure.

I could barely think. What was my name again?

Golden waves rolled through me, carrying me along like I was nothing more than a tiny boat without a rudder. I felt Harrison’s breath on my neck and opened my eyes to see him smiling down at me with something akin to amusement.

“You’re so goddamn cute, you know that?”

“Stop,” I laughed as my pussy pulsed with the aftershocks of the most powerful orgasm of my life. “You’re going to kill me.”

“Oh, not yet,” he laughed as he wrapped his arms around my waist. Like some sort of sexy caveman, he lifted me into the air and threw me over his shoulder and began to carry me over to his car.

“I’ve got plenty more in store for you, princess.”

Princess, I thought, remembering the last time he’d called me that and just how angry I’d been. But this time, I smiled.

I’ll be your princess, I thought as he opened the door of his Lamborghini and set me inside.

“My car…” I muttered as I curled into a fetal position.

“We’ll come back for it,” he replied. “Or I’ll buy you a new one.”

My door closed and he got in on the other side. I was barely aware of the world as he started driving, and the next thing I knew he was coming around to let me out.

I reached my arms out like a child and he leaned in and lifted me up again and carried me easily to the front door of his house. I recognized the koi pond as we walked.

Didn’t think I’d be back here so soon.

“You’re so strong,” I whispered as he took the steps to the second floor. “You’re like…one of those strongmen guys or whatever…”

“Strongman competition?” he chuckled. “No, this is more like the Wife Carry they do in Finland. Ever seen that on TV?”

“No,” I shook my head as he carried me down the hall. “But…wife?”

“You wish,” he teased as he kicked a door open and pulled me inside.

It was his bedroom. The lights were all off and only a stream of moonlight slanted in from an enormous window on the far wall. He easily laid me down on the bed, and as I looked up, I saw him pulling his shirt off.

Oh. My. God.

His body was unreal. I couldn’t even count the number of abs he had. It could have been fourteen for all I knew right then.

His chest was broad and thick, with just the right amount of hair, and his shoulders were broad and muscular like he’d spent years lifting things above his head. My eyes traced the lines of his physique down to his pants, and I felt a fuzzy feeling in my stomach as he undid his top button.

I remember what’s under there…I thought as he tugged the zipper down.

“Mmmm, whatcha doing?” I asked.

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