side and enters me from behind. His large cock fills me to the brim right away. With one hand on my breast and one hand on my ass, he fucks me stronger and deeper than anyone ever has.
“Whose pussy is this?” he asks, loudly and boldly, since no one is around to hear.
“It’s yours,” I say, already feeling the wetness from my pussy dripping onto his cock. Already so close to coming. “It’s Ramsey’s.”
“Whose pussy am I going to come in?” he asks.
“Mine. My pussy.”
“No, it’s my pussy,” he says, shoving his cock deep inside me, and causing my knees to tremble. “This is my naked, raw, soaking wet pussy.”
“I’m coming,” I gasp, not holding back my moans.
“Come on my cock. Come all over it.”
He pulls my hair, gently yet firmly, and gives my ass a little slap.
Although I never would have imagined I’d like it so much, his hand smacking my ass gives me a bolt of pleasure that causes me to come all over again.
“That feels so good,” I tell him. “Do it more.”
“You like when I smack your perfectly round ass?” he asks, as he smacks it again, just a little harder.
“Oh my god, I’m coming all over your big cock.”
“Keep coming for me, Monica,” he says, as he grabs my ass and rams his cock into my pussy. “I’m going to come in you too.”
He rides me hard from behind, reaching around to grab my clit. I didn’t think it was possible to feel any better, but as he plays with my clit while fucking me, I yell out, “Oh my god, I’m coming so much.”
“That’s my girl,” he says, as I feel his cock start to throb and pulse inside me. “Come on my cock while I shoot my cum into your pussy.”
And I feel him fill me up as I collapse my head into his pillow, writhing with pleasure.
We’re both out of breath, panting hard.
“That felt so fucking good,” he says, wrapping his arms around me while I lay my head on his strong, naked chest.
“I’m glad we extended our Just One Night, two more times.”
“We really are each other’s heroes,” he says, in a tone of voice that sounds distant and rather far away. “If only for just one weekend.”
Chapter 14
I wake up to find Monica hurrying around, getting her things ready to go to the airport.
“Morning, beautiful.”
“Hey there,” she says, kissing me. She bends over from her standing position, since I’m still lying in bed.
I grab hold of her and bring her closer to me, kissing her deeply. I immediately think of how hot last night was. How she let me get rough with her, and seemed to like it. How I felt like she was mine .
She returns my kiss, but then continues scurrying around my room.
“I gotta go, I’m going to be late.”
“Then you’d miss your plane and we’d have to extend our Just One Weekend even more.”
“Very funny,” she says.
It’s not exactly the response I was hoping for.
She pauses again, looking down at me with a smile.
“Seems like you got a good night sleep,” she says. “No night terrors.”
“Must have been the great sex,” I say, with a wink.
“Or the massage, or the cuddles.”
“Yeah.” I sigh. “What am I ever gonna do without you?”
“Somehow I think you’ll manage just fine,” she says.
I throw on some clothes so that I can walk her to her car outside. I’m annoyed at myself for feeling disappointed at how our time together is ending. It has to end, and it didn’t mean anything, so what did I expect?
As we head out of the house, I see that my mom is sleeping on the living room couch. I’m not sure when she got home, and I’m mad at her for scaring me by staying away for so long, but I’m glad she’s safe.
At Monica’s car, I wrap my arms around her.
“Have a safe flight back,” I say, bending down to kiss her forehead.
It’s an almost paternalistic gesture, and I feel silly, but I also don’t want to be too forward, or put myself out there too much.
She stands on her tiptoes and looks up at me for a real kiss.