I didn't l○○k away from him as I came, or as I felt my ○rğ@$m come down. I kept my eyes on him the entire time, needing to see the lv$t in his eyes.
He barely let me c○me down from my ○rğ@$m before he spoke again.
"G€t øn my ç○ĉƙ," he demanded.
I didn't hesitate to do as he said.
I placed one kn££ on the sofa beside him before pushing my b○dy on t●p of h¡m to strąddle him. My kn€€s were either side of him as he was sat d○wn.
His fully cl●thed b○dy underneath my n@ƙ€d øne. My pv$$y became ₩€tt£r as that realisation hit me once again.
It didn't take me long to begin b○unĉing up and d●wn on h¡s ç○ĉƙ. I took h¡s ent!re l€nğth in$¡de my h●t w£t ₩○mɓ, f€€ling £very !nčh of h!m f¡lling m€ up and the f€€ling was just p€rfect.
My breathing was h£@vy as I m○ved, r●cking my h¡ps every so often as I b○unc€d on h¡s 8 ¡ŋcĥ tĥ¡çƙ ğ¡rtĥ ĉ○ćƙ. His eyes were øn my t¡ts as they m○ved along with my b●dy. His hands gripped t¡ğht€r into my h¡ps squ€€zing and $p@ŋķing it in between.
"You're such a l¡ttle $|ut taking my h@ŕd ç○čƙ like that," he grumbled.
That word had an effect on me that I didn't know it would. My €nt¡re b●dy cl€nĉhed when I heard it spill from his m○uth and my m●vem€nts spe£d up.
He began to match my m○vem€nts, thrv$ting intø m€ as I b○unc£d back d○wn ○nto h¡s h●t t₩itçh¡ng ç●ćķ, el¡c¡ting l○ud m○@ns from m£.
One hand m○ved from my h¡ps and cl@sped ar●und my thr○@t. I g@sped at the $udden c○ntact; my eyes r○ll€d back intø my h€@d sl¡ghtly before I m○ved one hand to grip the arm he had ar○und my thr○@t.
He squ££zed the s!des until I felt like I c○uldn't breathe anymøre. My gr!p on his arm and on h!s ç○ĉƙ t!ght€ned and his gr!p on my thr○@t l○○sened sl!ghtly but not en○ugh to make me comfortable. Although, I didn't want to be comfortable.
Once his hand was ar○und my thr○@t, he took over every responsibility from me. My b●dy became m○tionless. H!s h¡ps thrv$t with a sp££d I didn't know was attainable. He cr@$hed against my b○dy, thrv$ting d€€p ins¡de m£, and my b○dy jolted with e@ch thrv$t.
The room was filled with the s●unds of øur br£@thing, £xplet!ves, and sƙ!n against sƙ!n. It was a beautiful s●und.
I felt his ç○ĉƙ tẃ!tćh ins!de my w@rm pv$$ƴ and I knew he was cl○se. His thrv$ts sp€€d up even m○re, with each one f££ling as th○ugh it went d€€per than the last.
I was $cr€@ming, now. I couldn't contain the n●ises leav!ng my m●uth nor did I care what was leaving my m●uth. His hand gr¡pped t¡ght€r ar○und my thr○@t once more ćĥ○ķ!ng me t¡ĝhtly.
"Oh, fvĉk, babygurl, I'm c○ming," he m○@ned øut.
With a few f!nal thrv$ts, I felt him £xpl○de !ns!de my @rçĥing pv$$ƴ. H¡s ç○čƙ tẅ!tĉh£d again and the famil!ar w@rmth $pread !ns¡de m€ as he f!lls m€ up with his h○t cr€@my tĥ!ćƙ $€m£ŋ.
I watched his face contort into the most beautiful shapes as he came, his eyes glossing over as he didn't take them away from my own.
I took the m○vem€nts ○ver from h!m as he came, m○ving my h¡ps sløwly as h¡s hand dropped from my thr○@t and returned to my h¡p.
More wh!mp€rs came from him whilst I c○ntinued to møve slowly with h!m buri€d !ns¡de m£. Until, he gr!pped my h!ps, halting my m○vem€nts.
In a swift motion, he l!fted me ○ff h!s ẅ€t s○fť ç○ĉƙ and I flopped back in the seat I started in. I let my head fall onto his sh○ulder and both of us let out a long br€@th, recovering from what had just transpired.
He placed a hand on my tĥ!ĝh.
"You were such a good girl, baby."
He k!$$ed the t●p of my head gently.
"Thank you, Sir." I smiled to myself.
I would definitely be calling him 'Sir' more often...
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