Falling Down(132)

"So close, Luce. Let go and come for me."
Her breath hitches. "I can't."
"Oh, I know you can and you will. Not once but twice, maybe three times before we're done." I thrust faster, rubbing her clit fast and hard, my cock hitting her deep and she cries out my name. I f*cking love it when she calls out my name. That caveman's back inside me, beating on his f*cking chest as her * spasms around my dick. God, I could come, but she feels so good. I'm not coming yet, not until she comes at least once more.
"There you go," I whisper.
"Mmm, Jesse," she moans. "I think I'm going to come again."
"Fuck yeah. Come all over my cock, Lucy. I love when you squeeze me tight and you get so f*cking hot."
"Oh God, Jesse!" she screams this time.
Caveman. Beat. Chest. I want to roar but I settle for a growl.
"Jesus, you feel so good." I f*ck her harder and she meets every damn one of my thrusts. My woman is amazing. She can do some serious f*cking. Who would have thought from looking at her that beneath that gorgeous prim exterior is a minx, a sex goddess with a * made just for me? It has to be, because each time we have sex, it feels so f*cking amazing, I swear I'll never get enough.
"Jesse," she breathes. "Fuck me harder."
Caveman.
More than happy to oblige, I grip her hips carefully to avoid the bandage, pull her ass back tight against my groin, and hammer into her.
"Yes, just like that. Incredible," she moans.
Beating on chest happening. Right now.
"Lucy, I'm going to come soon, I need you to get there. Rub your clit for me."
She licks her fingers and slips her hand between her legs.
"Dear God, that's f*cking sexy. Circles Lucy, hard and fast. I can't hold off much longer and I want your * to squeeze every drop of cum out of me."
"Oh yeah, hard like that… Jesse…" she groans, her * gripping my cock so tight I almost can't come. I feel it, but it's not coming out until--growl.
"Lucy! Fuuuuuuck yeah," I groan. So good. So, so good. One last thrust, one last pump of cum and I still, my cock still twitching. Yeah, it's that good. So good that when it's over, I still feel it. Told you. My *.
"You know, Luce, I think you should know," I say catching my breath, "if one of these times while we're having f*cktastic sex like this I happen to have a heart attack, just know that I went extremely happy. Even if I go before I come, it was f*cking awesome."
She laughs, her * squeezing my cock as she does. Damn.
"Shower?" I ask.
"Well, I have to avoid getting my back and side wet but yeah. It'd be great if you could help me."
"Of course. How sore are you?"
"My tats or my *?"
It hits me just right and I have to throw back my head and laugh. Shit, she's amazing.
"Let's start with your tats."
"Not as bad as yesterday but I think I'll avoid the spray of the shower."
"No need for that, Cupcake. We'll just adjust the spray to waterfall and it'll be like me pouring water over you."
"Oh my God. I want a shower like yours."
"You do. This is your shower."
"I mean when we find a house."
Oh f*ck no. She's not going anywhere.
"This is your house."
She turns to look at me and I know I'm not looking happy right now because damn it, I'm not. She's not leaving. She's staying. She can't go anywhere. What the f*ck?
"Jesse."
"Don't 'Jesse' me. Why the f*ck do you want to leave?"
"I don't want to but come on--"
"No, you come on. You live here ."