Moth(45)



I have to close my eyes to prevent an early release.

This woman senses my predicament. She brings her legs down and pushes me out of her with her feet. She sits in almost a split position and takes my cock into her hand. I’m elated when she draws near and licks the tip. My hand latches onto a bunch of her hair as I guide her toward it again. This time she takes me, the sides of her cheeks moving as the suction increases. She’s working to a pace and I’m finding it hard to remain on my knees. I feel a finger dragging over my balls and then my taint. I know where she’s headed and I refuse to stop her. The moment that sharp fingernail penetrates my ass I lose it. Her mouth is filled and I can’t take it back. I’m falling apart, unable to react fast enough. She doesn’t pull away and run to the bathroom. She swallows and licks her lips while I watch. Then she spins around and stands, smacking it when she bends over. Her palms are flat at the top of the mattress, her ass straight up in the air like a beacon.

I peer down at my spent, still semi-erect dick and wonder if I’ll be able to continue. One peek at that * and I’m back in the game. I get up behind her and slap my cock against her wet opening several times until I feel it stiffening. If I can remain hard I’ll last a long ass time. With a bit of extra maneuvering I’m back inside of her, f*cking her from behind. My hands are holding onto her hips as I find a fast pace. She’s crying out, so loud I know others outside can hear. I’m turned on as I think about it, but continue working her until my legs tire.

We switch positions. The woman comes several more times before we’re hit with exhaustion. We manage to make it into a hot shower where we clean off and head back to bed.

Never once do I regret sleeping with her. The case is no longer on my mind. She’s falling asleep in my arms and all I can think about is having her again when she wakes. I can’t focus. I’m distracted by lust. She’s too good to refuse, and I know it’s going to lead me into a dangerous path I may not be able to escape from. But I want more, and I won’t stop until I have it all.



She’s resting in my arms. I know I should check in with the guys, but I can’t seem to find the energy to slip away. I knew it was going to be good, but never imagined the powerful connection we’d share. As if we were completely in sync with one another, I’ve become overwhelmed with the implications I’m faced with. I can’t let this go. I need it to happen again. This woman has rocked my world. She’s given me pleasure I’ve never been offered before. She’s lured me into her world of horror and I can’t find a good enough reason to run for my life. I succumb to a much needed sleep, knowing I should probably do it with one eye open, just in case this was all her wicked plan to seduce and murder me when I’m weak.



I wake when I feel her moving from my arms. I’m not one to cuddle, but this enabled me to sleep without worry she was up looking for a weapon to kill me with. I sit up with her and look around the dark room. The blankets have fallen off the bed, our naked bodies mangled together was the only reason we’ve stayed pleasantly warm. She stretches and gets up to head to the bathroom. As I watch, enjoying the view from behind, she turns her head and smiles. “Don’t worry, I’m coming back for another round.”

“I wasn’t worried,” I say confidently. While I await to hear the toilet flush, I pull out my phone and power it on. Messages start coming through, but I ignore them to shoot Renner and House a group message notifying them I’m fine and will check in again when I’m alone. I begin to open the first message I’ve received when I hear the plumbing coming on. Quickly I shut off the device and slip it back in the pocket of my trousers on the floor.

She appears from out of the bathroom and leans on the wall facing in my direction. One of her legs is raised, the palm of her foot flat against the surface behind her. I watch her motion with her finger for me to come to her.

I rest my head on my hand, my elbow holding the weight, while responding in my best hard-to-get deep voice. “If you think I’m getting out of this bed you’ve got another thing coming.”

I watch her take one hand and run it over her breast then continuing until it’s cupped over her *. I remain still, determined to win this mind game.

“Is that all you’ve got?” I taunt.

She bites down on her lip as I witness two fingers slipping between her folds. It’s trying to have to force my eyes to stay open. I want this crazy bitch straddling me so she can ride me into next week. Instead, I’m like a lost puppy. One minute I’m determined to hold my ground and the next I’m waltzing in her direction in order to pick her up and press her harder against the wall. Her legs wrap around my waist and I swear I can feel the wetness dripping all over my cock. This isn’t something she can fake. Her body yearns for more, and I’m just the man to feed it.

Our mouths crash, her tongue drags over mine slowly before we dive into another insidious kiss. It’s a crescendo I can’t come down from. My mental high blinds me. I carry her over to a chair in the corner and let go so she falls down onto the cushion. I’m standing there before her watching as she grabs a hold of my stiff cock and begins jerking it. She spits in between strokes, lubricating it as she works. I grab a chunk of her hair and yank until she’s standing on the furniture. Her ass is positioned on the back edge while her * allures me once again. One hand comes down and slithers across her wet entrance. I graze it back until I’m at her ass. Her tight hole calls out for attention so I oblige. The second my finger penetrates her I can tell I’ve captured her complete attention. My face dives down and I feast on her once again. Just as I feel her legs weakening I pick her up from behind and carry her back to the bed. After I’ve joined her she straddles me and that’s where the fun begins. She’s like a bucking bronco and I’m her cowboy. Then we switch and I’m doing the bucking while she struggles to hold on. We’re f*cking so hard I can feel her bones as we slap together. I come hard this time holding her still and appreciating she’s letting me. As her body falls against my chest I hold her close and kiss the top of her head. She’s got me by the balls, and there’s no place I’d rather be.

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