and then I straddled him. However, I didn’t impale myself on his thick shaft right away. Instead, I let his cock nestle between my ass cheeks, reached between my legs and began pleasuring my hot, little clit. I brought myself to a quick and satisfying orgasm, embellishing just a little for James’ benefit.
“So, that’s how you want to play?” James said and suddenly I found myself on my back and James’ cock inches from my steamy tunnel.
“I wanted you to do all the work anyway,” I said as I reached between my thighs, gripped his thick shaft and guided James into me. He laughed as his hard flesh sank between my soft folds and into my wet pussy. As usual, James stretched me wide as he filled me. Damn, he as so big and thick. I couldn’t get enough. James hovered over me, his arms holding himself aloft. I caressed his muscular, tattooed arms as James built up a head of steam. Soon my body shook with each thrust and I felt a deeper and much more satisfying orgasm build.
For a moment, I resisted the urge but not for long. As the pleasure sought release, I gave in and let the torrid sensations wash over me. I dragged my nails down James’ back as I endured the wondrous climax, panting and moaning. James growled as he watched me come beneath him. I wasn’t embellishing now as I writhed and clutched at James. Another even more powerful orgasm took me. The wicked spasms coursed through me and I found myself screaming, “Harder, James, harder!”
James dug deep and found the strength and stamina to grant my wish. He slammed into me with an urgency I’d rarely felt. The stress and frustration of our mutual situation had found release. I wailed and climaxed repeatedly as James jackhammered into me with every ounce of strength he had to give. I lost count of my orgasms, but each was more powerful than the last. I fought for breath as James growled and groaned with the effort required. I had gotten what I needed, now it was his turn. “Come for me. Make a mess of me,” I managed to say just as another climax slammed into me with such force I couldn’t even scream.
James continued as I rode out my last orgasm, a deeply satisfying climax that left me gasping and shaking. Then suddenly, he pulled from me and I found the strength to reach out and take his cock in my hand. I stroked him and James exploded. His orgasm covered my torso, dripping down between my thighs and yet it kept coming. James arched and finally roared as the last of his orgasm oozed from his throbbing cock. He looked down, my belly covered in his thick, white seed, and laughed. I joined him as I pulled him down on top of me, kissing him and holding him tight.
~7~
We drove home the next morning, eating breakfast on the road. I felt better. We’d ventured out into the wider world beyond the gates of the house and survived. Maybe this was all just a precaution as Phil had told us. Better safe than sorry. I mean, was Victoria really so bent on revenge that she would attempt to harm us? I wondered at first but now I felt as if all this security might be just a bit much. I wasn’t going to send the guards packing, but I didn’t want to feel trapped either.
We unpacked after arriving back home and went about our business until one of the guards knocked on the front door. I went to get it and as I expected he greeted me with a handful of mail. I thanked him and went to the office where James was playing a game on his tablet. I went through the stack until I came across a letter from Phil. I opened it and started to read the letter, stopping after the first few sentences. “James, come read this!” I exclaimed. James joined me on the sofa and we read it together.
Dear James and Simone:
I’ve left this with a confidant with instructions to mail it if I didn’t check in. If you’re reading this, something bad has happened to me or I’ve been forced to go underground. I’ve found the reason Victoria is so bent on destroying you.