One Foolish Night
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“Fuck, you feel good.”
She sighed. “So do you.”
“You haven’t even felt half of it yet,” he said, and drove deeper. “Now you’ve got half. You want more?”
“Don’t be a tease.” Holly suddenly pushed her hips back, taking him almost all the way into her.
A hitched breath escaped him, before he gripped her hips tighter and stopped her from moving. His chest heaved. Fuck, he was going to lose it even faster than he’d previously thought. The time for fun and games was over.
“If that’s how you wanna play it, then let me fuck you the way you deserve.”
Paul slammed his cock into her, ramming himself so deep and so hard into her wet pussy that his balls slapped against her ass and the sound echoed against the walls of his bedroom.
“Uhhh!” Holly cried out as the impact made her arms collapse and her torso fall forward onto the pillow.
Now her ass pointed up at him, even more an offering than before. He held onto her hips and withdrew, then drove back into her.
Holly moaned into the pillow.
“Let me hear you!” he demanded.
She lifted her head and her next sound of pleasure reached his ears loud and clear. He loved hearing Holly like this.
“Good girl!”
“Harder,” she ordered.
Under normal circumstances, he didn’t like it when a woman ordered him around in bed, but Holly’s command suited him fine.
“I’ll give it to you as hard as you can take it.”
It was the last thought his brain could form into a sentence. Then his cock took over, and all he could do was fuck her with a ferocity that would have frightened any woman—except the vixen in his bed. The harder he drove into her, the harder Holly pushed against him, the deeper she wanted him to go.
Never in his life had he taken a woman so hard, so fast, with such wildness. But with Holly it felt right, because she wanted it that way. She wanted him wild, and for once he didn’t have to hold back the passion that was inside him. For once he could unleash the lust that burned in him. Because a woman like Holly knew how to handle him, knew what he needed: an equally passionate woman to match him.
With every thrust, he knew he was coming ever closer to the inevitable. His balls burned with the knowledge that he only had a few seconds left—that in a moment he would lose control.
“Fuck, baby, I’m coming!” Desperate to give her another orgasm, he reached around her waist and brought his hand to her sex, finding her clit almost immediately. “Come with me.”
Paul rolled the little bundle of flesh between thumb and forefinger, rubbing it rapidly. When Holly’s breathing changed, he knew his caresses were getting her closer to a climax. But would it be soon enough? Or would he leave her behind when he came?
His hips worked feverishly, and his fingers did the same.
“I will fuck you until you come,” he promised and clenched his teeth, trying to ward off his imminent orgasm.
“Talk to me,” Holly said on a breathless moan.
Did she want him to talk dirty to her? Would that get her off? “You have the hottest pussy I’ve ever seen!”
Holly moaned. “Tell me what you do with your cock.”
Paul delivered another hard thrust. “I’m driving my big hard cock into your hot pussy. Until you can’t take any more. Am I big enough for you?” He sucked in a much-needed breath. “Yeah? You like my cock inside you, don’t you? Just like you liked sucking me.” And he bet there were a lot of other things she liked too.
Her body suddenly stiffened. He pinched her clit. Then a visible shudder raced through Holly’s body.
Relieved, Paul let go of his control and gave himself over to what his body wanted. Another thrust and he felt his semen shoot through the length of his cock and explode from the tip. And he kept coming with every spasm that went through Holly’s body and squeezed his cock.
Breathing heavily, he stilled before he collapsed onto her, at the last moment rolling to the side and taking her with him so he wouldn’t crush her with his weight.
He pressed Holly’s back against his chest, not ready to leave her body yet. It felt too good to be inside her.
“Wow,” she murmured.
Paul swept her hair to the side and pressed a kiss to her neck. “Yeah, that was something else.” For a moment he simply lay there, not saying a word, not moving.
Then Holly tried to wiggle away.
“What are you doing?” he asked, lifting his head.
“Well, getting up to leave.”
His forehead furrowed. “Leave?” She turned to look at him, and he shook his head. “You’re not leaving, Holly.” He draped his arm around her, sliding his hand to her sex and cupping it. “I’m nowhere near done with you. Spend the night with me.”
She sighed. “So do you.”
“You haven’t even felt half of it yet,” he said, and drove deeper. “Now you’ve got half. You want more?”
“Don’t be a tease.” Holly suddenly pushed her hips back, taking him almost all the way into her.
A hitched breath escaped him, before he gripped her hips tighter and stopped her from moving. His chest heaved. Fuck, he was going to lose it even faster than he’d previously thought. The time for fun and games was over.
“If that’s how you wanna play it, then let me fuck you the way you deserve.”
Paul slammed his cock into her, ramming himself so deep and so hard into her wet pussy that his balls slapped against her ass and the sound echoed against the walls of his bedroom.
“Uhhh!” Holly cried out as the impact made her arms collapse and her torso fall forward onto the pillow.
Now her ass pointed up at him, even more an offering than before. He held onto her hips and withdrew, then drove back into her.
Holly moaned into the pillow.
“Let me hear you!” he demanded.
She lifted her head and her next sound of pleasure reached his ears loud and clear. He loved hearing Holly like this.
“Good girl!”
“Harder,” she ordered.
Under normal circumstances, he didn’t like it when a woman ordered him around in bed, but Holly’s command suited him fine.
“I’ll give it to you as hard as you can take it.”
It was the last thought his brain could form into a sentence. Then his cock took over, and all he could do was fuck her with a ferocity that would have frightened any woman—except the vixen in his bed. The harder he drove into her, the harder Holly pushed against him, the deeper she wanted him to go.
Never in his life had he taken a woman so hard, so fast, with such wildness. But with Holly it felt right, because she wanted it that way. She wanted him wild, and for once he didn’t have to hold back the passion that was inside him. For once he could unleash the lust that burned in him. Because a woman like Holly knew how to handle him, knew what he needed: an equally passionate woman to match him.
With every thrust, he knew he was coming ever closer to the inevitable. His balls burned with the knowledge that he only had a few seconds left—that in a moment he would lose control.
“Fuck, baby, I’m coming!” Desperate to give her another orgasm, he reached around her waist and brought his hand to her sex, finding her clit almost immediately. “Come with me.”
Paul rolled the little bundle of flesh between thumb and forefinger, rubbing it rapidly. When Holly’s breathing changed, he knew his caresses were getting her closer to a climax. But would it be soon enough? Or would he leave her behind when he came?
His hips worked feverishly, and his fingers did the same.
“I will fuck you until you come,” he promised and clenched his teeth, trying to ward off his imminent orgasm.
“Talk to me,” Holly said on a breathless moan.
Did she want him to talk dirty to her? Would that get her off? “You have the hottest pussy I’ve ever seen!”
Holly moaned. “Tell me what you do with your cock.”
Paul delivered another hard thrust. “I’m driving my big hard cock into your hot pussy. Until you can’t take any more. Am I big enough for you?” He sucked in a much-needed breath. “Yeah? You like my cock inside you, don’t you? Just like you liked sucking me.” And he bet there were a lot of other things she liked too.
Her body suddenly stiffened. He pinched her clit. Then a visible shudder raced through Holly’s body.
Relieved, Paul let go of his control and gave himself over to what his body wanted. Another thrust and he felt his semen shoot through the length of his cock and explode from the tip. And he kept coming with every spasm that went through Holly’s body and squeezed his cock.
Breathing heavily, he stilled before he collapsed onto her, at the last moment rolling to the side and taking her with him so he wouldn’t crush her with his weight.
He pressed Holly’s back against his chest, not ready to leave her body yet. It felt too good to be inside her.
“Wow,” she murmured.
Paul swept her hair to the side and pressed a kiss to her neck. “Yeah, that was something else.” For a moment he simply lay there, not saying a word, not moving.
Then Holly tried to wiggle away.
“What are you doing?” he asked, lifting his head.
“Well, getting up to leave.”
His forehead furrowed. “Leave?” She turned to look at him, and he shook his head. “You’re not leaving, Holly.” He draped his arm around her, sliding his hand to her sex and cupping it. “I’m nowhere near done with you. Spend the night with me.”
