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The Guy Next Door - Part Three
Date: 9/23/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: SITTING, Rating: 38, Source: LushStories
the great skewering length that alternately filled and emptied my grasping pussy. “Ohhh – fuck…” His laugh was tight. “You want more? Harder?” He jolted inside me, pausing a few seconds before his hands adjusted their hold and he started a faster, more punishing pace. There were no words left for me to say. I could feel the friction of the sofa, the sweat across every inch of my body, the demanding throb centred in my clit. I couldn’t speak. I moaned. I gasped. I tried to tell him to slow down but the words fell out in a garbled wailing mess. One of Cooper’s hands moved to grip a handful of my hair and he pulled hard every time he bottomed out inside me. Pain, pressure, the promise of pleasure looming in the distance like rollercoasters at a fairground. I was going to come. I didn’t care about his stupid rules. I was going to come. It was so close, so certain that I knew – I knew – it was there, it was coming; the height of the thrilling ride and then – then it was gone. He pulled out and his palm cracked against my ass. I almost screamed. I’d never been denied something so brutally. To be on the edge of utter bliss only to find pain made me feel like my senses were in disarray. “Did you forget rule number two?” Cooper’s voice was soft in the most precarious way. I ignored the danger. “Rules?” I gasped, turning over to face him. “You never had rules for that girl who was here earlier. The first one. She must have come five fucking times.” He stared at me surprised and then ...