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GIVE ME ONE MORE
JASMINE “PEPPER”
A few orgasms later, my body is limp from the overwhelming flood of oxytocin. He carries me to the guest bedroom and plops me on the bed.
“We can be louder here than in my bedroom. Give me one more,” he instructs.
“Not gonna happen,” I gasp, the back of my hand resting on my forehead. “I can’t believe I came that many times.”
“Orgasms start up here,” he taps my head with his pointer finger. “Believe you can, and you will.”
I don’t disagree with him, because rational thoughts are challenging at this point. I’m naked, and he’s wearing only his boxers. I can’t take my eyes off of his hot body and the slight sheen of sweat coating his chest from making me come three times. Four. Heck, I don’t even know, I’m so blissed out.
“Your body wants to surrender to me again. Feel how wet your pussy is.” He easily slides his finger in and out of me, and my body arches into his touch.
“You’re not shying away from me. Look at how you’re writhing against my hand. You want more. Let me give it to you.”
“You’re convincing,” I murmur, nodding my consent.
He frees his cock from his boxers.
“You’re mine, princess.” His voice is low and hypnotic as he crawls on top of me. His dick leaks precum on my belly, and he looks down at it. “Fuck, you look beautiful wearing my cum.”
He rubs his cum into my skin, and I moan at how good his fingers feel on me.
“I’m going to mark your pretty skin with my cum, because I own you, wife.”
His words alone have my pussy pulsing with need.
He runs his cock on my pussy lips, but doesn’t stick it in. On instinct, I thrust up automatically, seeking more of him.
“You want me? You’ll have me, princess, but not until you come again.”
His cock is rock hard as he trails it up to slap my clit, and I jerk at how amazing the impact feels.
“More,” I urge. He slaps my clit again, and I’m a squirming mess.
“You’re the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen,” he praises.
He drags his leaking cock up my stomach and around each breast, leaving a wet trail of his precum behind. It’s erotic, and I love him marking me with his arousal.
Matt dragging his erection over my naked body was not on my bingo card, but man, do I love it. Definitely going to want a repeat of this. My mouth falls open and my neck arches back in pleasure.
“Hot damn, princess. You want something to fill that pretty mouth?”
He caresses my neck and jawline with his fingers first, then his cock.
“Here,” he grabs the vibrator he bought me and hands it to me.
I hold it over my clit, and my climax builds as soon as I push the “on” button.
“Lick my cock, pretty wife.” He puts his dick up to my open mouth.
When I try to put my lips around the head of his erection, he pulls back so all I can do is lick it.
“I love that you want me in your mouth, but I’ll blow my load in seconds if you put your sweet mouth all the way on me, Jasmine.”
I come totally undone by him calling me by my real name .
With his finger pumping in and out of me, the vibrator on my clit, and his cock tracing my lips, my body and mind tumble into an earth shattering release.
“That’s right. Come for your husband, chaton .”
My vision blanks momentarily with how intense my climax is. I barely register as he moves the vibrator and sinks his cock into me.
“Matt,” I purr, reveling in the feeling of his cock pounding into me, making my release last longer. “Don’t stop, don’t ever stop,” I say dramatically in my orgasm-induced haze.
Matt smiles as he plunges into me, then pauses while he’s deep inside. “If I could stay inside of you forever, that would be my paradise, princess.”
He reaches down and plays with my clit with his thumb, and I feel another orgasm building. I had no idea my body could do this.
“Come with me, Jasmine,” he orders. “I’m going to count, and when I get to one, you come for me.”
He counts backwards from ten, and I find myself teetering on the edge when he gets to four. I watch his chest and arm muscles flex while his dick dives in and out of me.
“One.” The final number he speaks sets off a detonation for both of us. His cock spasms inside of me, and I throw my head back as another orgasm lights up every cell in my being.
When I look back at Matt, he has a serene smile covering his face, making his eyes crinkle on the outside corners the way they do when he’s happy.
“Sleep with me tonight. I want you near me.”
“I’d like that,” I nod.
Matt gets off of me, and we clean each other up in the shower.
When we pad to his room, he whispers, “I’m sorry in advance if he wakes you in the night, but I’m off tomorrow. We can chill together all day, and you can nap if you want.”
With the current threats surrounding us, I’ll sleep better near both of them, too. One more night won’t hurt, then I’ll leave in the morning.