“Yes! I love it!”
“Say it.”
“I love it when you spank my big, beautiful ass,” she breathed, thrusting against me, using her fingers to bring herself to orgasm. “I love it when you fuck me from behind. I love it when you make my ass shake. I love it when you spank me while you’re fucking me. I love the sting of your spanking. I want you to spank me harder, Bax. Fuck me harder. Come for me.”
God, she was dirty. She’d embraced the dirty talk completely, and I was in fucking heaven. Correction: I was fucking Heaven.Shewas Heaven. Hearing her talk that way was…it was my undoing.
I lost all ability to hold back, to keep it under control, to be gentle. I went feral, went wild. I grabbed a fistful of her hip with one hand and spanked her hard, one cheek and then other, as I fucked her. So hard. I fucked her like a madman, and she screamed my name like a banshee and slammed into each thrust, fingering her pussy, and I felt her walls squeezing around me as she came, once, twice, three times, coming and coming and coming around me as I fucked her.
“Eva!” I shouted.
“Fuck me, Bax! Don’t stop fucking me!”
Jesus. How was I supposed to—
Nope. Nope.
I canceled out that thought before it had a chance to even finish in my own head.
When the moment of my orgasm came, it was like unleashing everything within me. I came so hard I was dizzy, my vision tunneling, my body spasming. I was buried deep and grinding against the soft warm silk of her ass, trying to fuck deeper and deeper as I bellowed like a bear, both hands clawed into the meat of her ass, pulling those tan round cheeks apart so I could slide deeper, pounding and pounding and pounding, shaking her ass with each thrust, squeezing, jerking her where I wanted her: harder onto my cock.
Finally, after an eternity of ecstasy, I could come no more, and my cock was going soft.
I let go of Eva, and she collapsed forward onto her belly, gasping raggedly, and I let myself collapse onto her.
“Holy…fucking…shit,” I gasped, after a moment.
She laughed. “Yeah, exactly.” She blew out a breath, trying to get her breathing under control. “Holy fucking shit.”
“I love hearing you swear. Have I mentioned that?”
“I only swear for you, Bax.” She pushed against me with her butt. “Lift up a second.”
I immediately rolled off her, cursing. “Shit, I’m sorry, I’m probably crushing you.”
She flipped to her back and caught me before I could go very far. “No, I just…I mean yeah, you were crushing me, but I wanted you to crush me like this.”
She pulled at me, and I gingerly complied, lying down on top of her, front to front, following her guidance. She pressed my face into her pillowy breasts, and wrapped her arms around me, and I slid my arms to cradle her. I could hear her breathing, hear her heart beating.
Long moments of incredible silence followed, in which I felt more comfortable and happy and sated and blissful than I could ever remember feeling.
“Bax?” Her voice was querulous.
“Yeah, babe.”
“That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt.” She giggled. “I came six times. I counted.”
“Six?” I laughed with her. “Six? Seriously?”
She laughed, nodding. “Yeah, seriously. Six! I didn’t know that was possible.” She sounded more sober, then. “I feel like I owe you more orgasms, like I ripped you off.”
I let myself rest on her, my face pillowed in the most amazingly soft pair of breasts ever, my arms circled under her shoulders and neck, her fingers sliding through my hair.
“No way, babe. I got the better deal. That was the most intense orgasm of my life. Every time you make me come, it’s more intense than the last.”
“I still feel like I should give you one more, just to even it out a little.”
I laughed. “Well, I’m certainly not gonna stop you, if you feel that way about it.”
