Chapter 22
Sydney
As soon as he stood from the couch, he was on me, pulling the towel from my hair with the frantic movements. He pushed me backward, letting me take off his shirt and then unzip his jeans. By the time we reached my bedroom, we were completely naked and panting, our hands and lips all over each other.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and lay down, inviting me to come on top of him. I knelt with my legs on each side of his waist, but he moved me to his head, making me kneel right above his face.
“I want you to ride my face, baby. I want you to soak it with your tasty juices.”
I moaned and did what he’d told me, climbing on top of his face roughly. I was so turned on, unable to stop grinding while his 5 o’clock shadow brushed against my flesh, adding to my pleasure. I grabbed my tits and twisted my nipples, so wet that it was flowing out of me continuously. His muffled grunts sounded too sexy, making me more aroused than ever, and I was so close to the much-needed orgasm.
I forgot how good it could be with him.
“Ah! Owen! I’m going to come!”
He put his hands on my waist and guided me, pressing me against his face to the point of suffocating, but he didn’t care, clearly turned on with my pussy all over him. A scream erupted from me, my whole body spasming when the orgasmic pleasure exploded in me, and I covered his face with my hot juices.
“Mmm, so fucking delicious. Good girl. Now I want you to ride my cock. Come on. I’m so hard for you.”
I lowered myself to his cock, but he stopped me. “No. Stand up and turn the other way around.”
I rushed to obey him, facing him with my back as I came in between his legs. I squatted and took his cock in my hand, leading it to my entrance.
“That’s it. Oh fuck.” He groaned when I slid down on him, taking him all at once. His hands landed on my waist, pressing against my skin, and set my tempo.
My pussy convulsed around him when the sensations became too intense, my thighs slightly burning in this position, but I didn’t care since I couldn’t stop even if I wanted.
“Damn. Your ass looks amazing like this.” He smacked it and grabbed it a moment later, and I moaned when the sting added to the existing pleasure. “I love when you bounce on me and I get to see your ass.”
The sounds of our bodies slapping against each other and the loud moans were making my pussy unusually hot, and the pressure in me intensified. I was nearing another climax, and it was going to be so strong...
“Ah! Owen!”
“Yes, baby. I want you to come all over my cock.” Ah! I tensed and shuddered, coming hard, and he groaned. “Fuck yeah. There are so many things that I want to do to you. So many things I missed.”
He flipped us over, leaning over me as he knelt on the bed. He held my legs high in the air and separated them widely apart. He kept them like this as he entered me once again. I moaned and arched my back, feeling completely stretched, and squeezed my breasts when he started pumping me. He was rough, moving without control, and it felt amazing.
“I love you,” he murmured, not taking his eyes off me. “I love you so much. I’m addicted to you and this gorgeous body.”
I thrashed my head against the mattress, suddenly unable to speak from the enormous amount of pleasure, and I was sure I was going to burst again any second...
“I love you too!” I gritted out in between my screams. I was going to explode... “I need you, Owen... Ah!”
I screamed and arched my back when I came hard, and a pure bliss filled my mind and body. A few moments later, Owen followed me and plunged inside one more time before his climax washed over him too, kissing me like he never wanted to let me go, and my heart contracted with happiness. Owen was mine, and nothing would separate us anymore.
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I hadn’t even realized in which moment I’d dozed off, but when I woke up, the morning sunrays were already penetrating the bedroom. I stretched in the empty bed, feeling energized even though Owen and I had spent the whole night fucking.
I squirmed and touched my pussy, instantly turned on when I remembered how many times he’d made me come. I looked around the bedroom, but Owen wasn’t here. I heard some noise from the kitchen, so I assumed that he was probably making us some breakfast.
Deciding to take a quick shower, I stood up and went into the bathroom. I was head over heels for Owen, and I couldn’t stop smiling, happier than ever. Just when I washed the soap from my body, Owen entered the bathroom and joined me inside of the shower—completely naked.
“Owen,” I breathed out, my eyes raking over his sexy body. I would never stop being amazed with the perfect shape of his body. Every muscle was chiseled to perfection, making me ache for him.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he said and pushed me to the wall, raising my arms above my head. He kept them there with one hand as he covered my breast and rubbed my nipple in circles.
He kissed me fervently, grinding his hard cock against me, and I moaned into his mouth.
“Please,” I begged, already completely aroused.
“Please, what?”
He lowered his hand slowly over my waist, creating flutters in the pit of my stomach. He stopped right above my pussy, and I grunted, needing him to touch me down there.
“I need you. I need you to touch me and fuck me. Please.”
He smirked. “Good girl.”
I shuddered when his fingers connected with my mound, traveling over my clitoris and vulva on their way to my pulsating hole. He probed my entrance and pushed inside, and I contracted around him, welcoming his much-needed thrust.
“Yes,” I cried out and grabbed his shoulders.
His fingers felt perfect inside, especially when he rolled them, pushing against my tight walls, and I dug my fingers into his skin. The pleasure was leaving me breathless. My heart was hammering against my rib cage, its tempo speeding up along with Owen’s movements in me, and I bit into his shoulder under the incoming orgasm...
“Yes!”
I fell apart in thousand pieces, barely able to stand on my feet, and I clung to him so I wouldn’t fall. His arms wrapped around my thighs and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist when he pressed me against the wall, taking me right in the shower.
“So good,” he said through clenched teeth when he shoved his dick deep into me, stopping for a few moments to relish in the feeling of my pussy against his member. “I would never grow tired of fucking you. Every single day. In every single position.”
His lips connected with mine the second he started moving in me. He was ramming me fast, his mouth drinking my screams.
“Please, Owen... Fuck me harder!”
He raised his eyebrow. “You want me to fuck you harder, baby?”
“Yes!”
“Then get ready to be fucked brutally.” He lowered me down and turned me around. “Brace yourself against the wall.” I pressed my hands against the slippery wall. “Even lower.” He moved my hands down, bending me further, and my ass got arched high in the air. His hand caressed my ass cheeks with adoration as his cock got inside my pussy once more.
Another scream tore out of my throat when he started pounding into me immediately, a wild tempo shattering my whole world, and it was the best feeling I’d ever felt. He was relentless, fucking me like never before, and my throat became sore from all screaming. I could barely support myself since my shaky hands slid down the wall constantly and my knees felt like they were going to give out any moment.
He was like a wild animal, driven by raw desire and need, and it went on and on... The most intense orgasmic pleasure erupted in each part of my body, and it was unbearable, crushing me from the inside out. I didn’t even remember how I ended on the floor—on my back as he separated my legs and pushed back inside of me again, continuing the merciless rhythm that was draining every ounce of energy out of me.
“So beautiful. I love you, Sydney. You’re only mine.” He thrust one last time and stilled, groaning when his hot sperm filled me in several spurts. “Sydney!”
His body came on top of mine, and I barely had any strength left to wrap my arms around him and hold him flush against me. We were both breathing heavily, our hearts beating like crazy until the pleasure subdued.
“This was the best sex I’ve ever experienced,” I murmured into his skin, tracing my fingers idly over his back.
He brought himself to his elbows and looked at me, adoration filling his eyes as he smiled. “And it’s only the beginning. It will be way better.”
“Better than this?” I asked incredulously.
His smirk was cocky, and his eyes reflected his smugness. “You think this is all I’ve got? You better prepare yourself, baby, because now that I have you, nothing will stop me from loving every inch of you...” His lips traced my neck. “Many times...” They lowered to my breasts. “Each day...” He took my nipple into his mouth, drawing a moan out of me, and I was hot all over again. “For the rest of our lives.”
“Owen!” I arched my back when he lowered even further, pressing his lips against my most sensitive part.
His eyes were devouring me. “Starting from now.”