Changing Course (Wrecked and Ruined #1)(6)

"Come for me, baby. You taste so sweet. Show me how much you like it." Her back arches off the couch and her core clamps down on my fingers as she screams out. I feel her body pulsing as she rides the wave of her orgasm.

Removing my fingers, she comes down from her orgasm. Sarah stares at me with a glossed over look of satisfaction in her eyes. I toss her a wink and a smile when I lift my fingers to my mouth and start to lick her lingering arousal away. She watches, sated before sitting up and shocks the hell out of me. She grabs my hand and slowly slides my fingers into her own mouth.

"You're not going share?" she asks around my fingers as she sucks herself off my hand.

"Fuck me! That has got to be the hottest f*cking thing I have ever seen," I groan out as she continues.

"That is the plan," she releases my fingers with a loud pop.

Dropping her hand to her wet core, she rubs herself the same way I was just doing a minutes ago. I need to be inside her now or I'm going to come like a horny virgin all over her living room carpet. Making quick work of removing my boxers, I plan to lift her off onto the floor. I'm way too tall for couch sex, and the bedroom is a long way away right now. I didn't want to have sex with Sarah for the first time on her living room floor, but I'll settle for anything at this point as long as it ends with me buried inside her.

As I turn back to the couch, she’s already on her feet and moving towards me with a smirk on her face. I can smell the sex in the air and know my cock is pointing right at her. She places her hands on my chest and slowly moves them down toward my aching dick, never taking her eyes off mine. She cups my balls with one hand and strokes my cock with the other. I struggle to remain on my feet. Rolling my balls in a circular pattern, she ever so slowly strokes me.

"Baby, you have to stop or I'm going to come, and I really want to be inside you when that happens." She smiles and gives me a chaste kiss on the lips.

"It's my turn to run this show." I am confused as to what she means and I start to play the gentleman, telling her that she doesn't have to return the favor. Suddenly, I'm pushed backwards, nearly tripping over the clothes strewn across the floor.

"On your back, Brett," she says, pushing me to the ground.

"Jesus, are you a dominatrix as well as a stripper?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" she winks.

Lying on the carpet while looking up at Sarah is a sight to behold. Her body is glowing, still flushed from her orgasm. She lowers herself on top of me and I feel her wetness sliding over my cock. Pre-cum leaks from my tip, aching to find its way inside. She bends, landing her lips on mine. She doesn't just kiss me, she f*cks my mouth with her tongue. Pushing and pulling. Licking and sucking. Our mouths are like starved animals. I'm so caught up in the kiss that I barely feel her reach down and push me inside her tight body, engulfing my cock in her heat in one swift movement. Moaning, my toes curl as she takes me in completely.

"Oh my god, you feel amazing," she whispers.

"Fuuucccckkkk," is all I can get out. She stills for a minute allowing us both time to adjust.

Placing her hands on my chest she starts moving her hips up and down, rolling them back and forth as she tries to find her pace. Picking up speed, she searches to find a rhythm she likes. I watch her as she rides me with a supreme confidence. Her breasts bounce and her head falls back, trailing her long blonde hair down her back, lightly brushing my thighs. I grab her ass and try to match her thrusts, never taking my eyes off her perfect breasts.

"Holy shit, you are sexy. You need to slow down, or there is no way I'm going to last much longer." I finally look up, meeting her eyes.

If I thought staring at her swaying breasts was enough to make me come, it was nothing compared to the way I feel looking into her eyes. I quickly push up onto into a sitting position, running my fingers into her hair. I grab the back of her head, pulling her down into a rough kiss.

I can feel my balls start to tighten and my dick swell inside her. It's too soon, but I can tell from her pace, she's close too. But not nearly close enough. Not releasing her mouth, I reach between us to rub her clit. This causes her to ride me harder, take me deeper, and grind against my hand on every down stroke. Using one hand to brace herself against my chest, she moves the other back to play with her own nipples. It's obvious this girl knows exactly what she wants and how to get it.

She drops her head down against my forehead, never slowing. I can feel her whole body tightening as she stares intensely into my eyes, never looking away or hiding behind closed lids.

"Brett," she barely whispers as she falls over the edge.

The sensations are too much and I can’t hold back any longer. Arching my back and thrusting into her one last time, I come so hard that I begin to see stars. Slowing her pace, she continues to slide up and down my softening cock as the aftershocks of my release travel through my body. She finally stills, resting her entire weight on my chest.

"You're a dirty girl, Sarah Erickson," I pant out while trying to catch my breath.

"Is that supposed to be a bad thing?"

"No, it's perfect. I have to warn you though, I don't think you are going to be able to get rid of me after that. If you happen to need a new sub for your crazy dominatrix dungeon, or just someone to wax your stripper pole, I'm your guy," I try to tease.

"Who says I want to get rid of you? We may have just created a little Danika or Hephzibah!" My whole body stiffens as it dawns on me that we didn't use a condom.