The Stranger Behind My Orgasm

Finnegan

She looked fucking sinful on her hands and knees like that. Her back arched, ass up, and that pretty pink pussy glistening and still twitching from her orgasm. My cock throbbed at the sight.

I gripped her hips hard and drove into her in one brutal thrust.

"Fuck!" I groaned as her tight, scorching heat swallowed me. Her pussy was ethereal.

Christ. It was slick, soaking wet, and gripping my dick so tight. She was so fucking hot inside, pulsing around my cock as I buried myself to the hilt.

Abigail cried out, her cunt walls fluttering wildly around me. "Yes... fuck, Finnegan!"

I pulled out almost completely and slammed back in. The sound of my hips clapping against her ass filled the cabin as I fucked her hard and deep, watching her ass ripple with every thrust.

"Jesus, baby," I growled, fisting her long dark hair and pulling her head back. Her blue eyes rolled pretty as I drove my hips against hers.

"Your pussy is so fucking perfect. So tight... so wet... sucking me in like it was made for my cock."

I pounded into her relentlessly, the wet squelching sounds of her creamy cunt sending my balls into a fucking frenzy.

Every time I bottomed out, her walls clenched hard around me, trying to milk me. She was squeezing me on purpose, the naughty minx.

"Harder," she moaned, shoving back against me. "Fuck me like you mean it, Finnegan. Fill this pussy up. I want to feel you dripping out of me for days."

That potty mouth.

"Shit," I hissed, my grip on her hair tightening as I drove into her even harder. Her dirty mouth was going to be the death of me.

Her pussy fluttered and clenched around my cock, hot and silky, dragging me dangerously close to the edge. I wanted to make her cum first. I needed to win.

But Abigail had other plans.

"Mm... your cock feels so good stretching me," she panted between moans. "I love how deep you get... how you ruin me. Come on, Finn... give it to me. Fill me with that hot cum. I want it."

"Fuck... Abigail." A shudder tore through my spine and my control flew out the fucking window.

My hips crashed into her ass as I fucked her like a man possessed — hard, fast, brutal strokes that made her scream.

The jet bedroom was only a few feet away, but I couldn’t wait. I needed to cum inside her right now or I would lose my bloody mind.

With a guttural groan, I buried myself as deep as I could go and came hard.

"Fuuuck!" Pleasure detonated through me as I pumped rope after thick rope of cum deep into her spasming pussy. I kept thrusting through it, driving my cum even deeper into her, claiming her completely.

Abigail moaned loudly, her walls clamping down around me like a fist as she came right after me, her body shaking violently. "Oh god... Finn, that feels so good."

Panting heavily, I kept moving slowly, grinding my cock inside her, pushing every drop of my cum deeper while trailing kisses along her spine and the back of her neck.

When I finally pulled out, I sat back on my heels and watched with satisfaction as her pink and thoroughly fucked pussy clenched. A thick trickle of my cum leaked from her swollen folds.

I reached forward and gathered it on two fingers, pushing it back inside her slowly, working my cum deeper into her cunt.

Abigail let out a breathy, wrecked laugh. "Are you acting like you’re marking your territory?"

I dropped my face against her neck, holding her tightly to me. "Do I have to?"

She turned slightly, reaching up with one hand to comb her fingers through my hair. "You know I’m all yours."

Warmth filled my chest and I gathered her into my arms, rising to my feet. I held her against my chest, striding toward the private bedroom at the back of the jet.

She felt so warm against me, her head resting against my shoulder as she rambled on, and all I could think was — how the hell did I get so lucky?

This woman, this smart, fiery, stubborn, and so fucking addictive woman, was mine. I didn’t know when it happened, but I knew one thing for certain — I wanted to keep her for a long time.

Maybe forever.

I laid her gently on the large bed and went to grab a warm cloth from the bathroom. She spread her thighs eagerly when I knelt beside her, cleaning her up and wiping the mess from her thighs, her pussy, and her face with soft strokes.

Her blue eyes watched me through heavy eyelashes, a little smile playing on her lips. She was was drowsy.

"You okay, baby?" I asked quietly, brushing her hair back from her face.

She stretched and sighed in contentment. "I feel amazing. I just got thoroughly fucked."

I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, kissing her slowly. When I pulled back, I rested my forehead against hers.

"Good," I murmured. "Because I’m nowhere near done with you this weekend."

"I wouldn’t imagine that you were, Ares." She grinned, looping her arms around my neck.

"You know, it’s fitting we’re going to Greece — you’re supposed to be Ares and I’m Aphrodite."

"My Aphrodite," I murmured, licking the corner of her lips. "I hate to agree with Eric, but he was right. Aphrodite suits you."

"Please don’t say that when we get to Greece. I don’t want Aphrodite flaying my ass," she teased.

"I love your ass, so she’ll have to go through me first."

Her eyes widened, rounding like saucers. "Did you just make a joke?"

Ah, shit. I tried to roll off her, but the naughty woman tightened her arms around my neck.

"Oh my gosh, you did!" she squealed. "I should record the date."

"Don’t be silly," I muttered, and got a big fat kiss on my cheek.

"You signed up for this when you asked me to be your girlfriend, Mister."

A little smile tugged at the corner of my lips. I dropped down next to her, pulling her against me. "I have no regrets."