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Story: The Tycoon's Pet
I lose track of time after that, one minute stretching seamlessly into the next, nothing in my world but Kayla. Her pleasure becomes my pleasure, every whimper, every shiver guiding me as I sought new ways to please her, my brain buzzing, strung out on her flowery scent, the addictive taste of her skin, the provocative sight of her sweet body.
And she responds with equal vigor, her hips responding promptly to the motion of my hand, her thighs parting to give me better access. Attuned to her cues, I nudge one finger between her lips to tease her entrance, groaning with pleasure when her juice drenches my fingers. I give her clit
a little flick and her eyes fly open, her grip on my arm tightening.
“Paul, I can't… I don't think I can take any more.”
“Oh, honey,” I mutter, nibbling at her throat. “I've only just started.”
Then I rise to my knees, pull her knees apart, and lower my head to her thighs. Working two fingers into her, I begin a steady rhythm as my tongue flicks over her clitoris. She gasps, her hips buckling, rising to meet my thrusts. I settle into a rhythm, fucking and sucking. Her swollen little nub grows harder, and fuller, her breath coming in ragged pants. I can tell she's close to another orgasm. Her body has grown tense, every muscle in her body stretched so tautly that one would think she'd break.
“Come for me baby,” I mumble, my lips vibrating against her pussy lips. “You don't have to hold back.”
“Oh, Paul!” She moans, her nails digging sharply into my skin. She sporadically clenches around my fingers, her breathing frantic.
“Let yourself go, honey,” I whisper, lifting my mouth to hers in a quick hard kiss. I lift my mouth from hers, trailing it down the skin of her throat, my heart pounding in sync with the wild pulse he felt beneath my lips. My hips move of their own accord, rubbing my erection against her hip.
“Let go, Kayla!”
Her breath breaks and she comes with a shudder, arching off the bed, her inner walls contracting tightly against my fingers.
“You did great, honey. That's my girl.”
And then I'm above her, inside her, so deep that her body trembles with another bout of orgasm. I continue to push into her in hard, fast thrusts. I fasten my mouth to hers, giving her a taste of herself, and swallowing her erotic moans. She wraps her legs around me, offering me all of herself, as I fall over the edge and, with a deep groan, lose myself inside her.
We come together this time, and even then, I continue to slam into her sheath, keeping the pressure and rhythm steady, determined to prolong her pleasure in every way I can. And when I can’t anymore, I cling tightly onto her, running my mouth over her breasts, her throat, and her lips, until the vibrations of our bodies slowly subside.
We lay quietly after, our bodies limp and breathing ragged. I can't say for how long we remain but it's the happiest feeling in the world. I looked into her eyes, simply unable to take my gaze away from her, as her breathing slowly returned to normal.
She opens her eyes and smiles at me. “That was… explosive. Do you think we made a baby girl?”
“I'm not sure we did,” I reply, stretching my lips in a suggestive smile. “I guess we have to try again.”
“Paul!” Kayla squeals in protest, laughing as my mouth descends on her in a slow, delirious kiss.
Oh, I plan to make it a long night.
~The End
And she responds with equal vigor, her hips responding promptly to the motion of my hand, her thighs parting to give me better access. Attuned to her cues, I nudge one finger between her lips to tease her entrance, groaning with pleasure when her juice drenches my fingers. I give her clit
a little flick and her eyes fly open, her grip on my arm tightening.
“Paul, I can't… I don't think I can take any more.”
“Oh, honey,” I mutter, nibbling at her throat. “I've only just started.”
Then I rise to my knees, pull her knees apart, and lower my head to her thighs. Working two fingers into her, I begin a steady rhythm as my tongue flicks over her clitoris. She gasps, her hips buckling, rising to meet my thrusts. I settle into a rhythm, fucking and sucking. Her swollen little nub grows harder, and fuller, her breath coming in ragged pants. I can tell she's close to another orgasm. Her body has grown tense, every muscle in her body stretched so tautly that one would think she'd break.
“Come for me baby,” I mumble, my lips vibrating against her pussy lips. “You don't have to hold back.”
“Oh, Paul!” She moans, her nails digging sharply into my skin. She sporadically clenches around my fingers, her breathing frantic.
“Let yourself go, honey,” I whisper, lifting my mouth to hers in a quick hard kiss. I lift my mouth from hers, trailing it down the skin of her throat, my heart pounding in sync with the wild pulse he felt beneath my lips. My hips move of their own accord, rubbing my erection against her hip.
“Let go, Kayla!”
Her breath breaks and she comes with a shudder, arching off the bed, her inner walls contracting tightly against my fingers.
“You did great, honey. That's my girl.”
And then I'm above her, inside her, so deep that her body trembles with another bout of orgasm. I continue to push into her in hard, fast thrusts. I fasten my mouth to hers, giving her a taste of herself, and swallowing her erotic moans. She wraps her legs around me, offering me all of herself, as I fall over the edge and, with a deep groan, lose myself inside her.
We come together this time, and even then, I continue to slam into her sheath, keeping the pressure and rhythm steady, determined to prolong her pleasure in every way I can. And when I can’t anymore, I cling tightly onto her, running my mouth over her breasts, her throat, and her lips, until the vibrations of our bodies slowly subside.
We lay quietly after, our bodies limp and breathing ragged. I can't say for how long we remain but it's the happiest feeling in the world. I looked into her eyes, simply unable to take my gaze away from her, as her breathing slowly returned to normal.
She opens her eyes and smiles at me. “That was… explosive. Do you think we made a baby girl?”
“I'm not sure we did,” I reply, stretching my lips in a suggestive smile. “I guess we have to try again.”
“Paul!” Kayla squeals in protest, laughing as my mouth descends on her in a slow, delirious kiss.
Oh, I plan to make it a long night.
~The End