Free The Cabin: Chloe's Story (Book Two) (The Cabin Novellas) by Natalie Stark Page B

as he came deep inside of me. 
    He cried out and so did I, years’ worth of frustration fleeing my body in a wave of ecstasy. Dropping onto my elbows, Jack collapsed over me. Sliding his cock from me, we dropped into a heap on the rug. I continued to tremble, my toes and fingers feeling tingly. My heart raced in my chest, and I gasped in lungfuls of air. Happy to lay and catch my breath for a few minutes, Jack stood up and dressed. Without saying anything to me, he went to the door, opened it, and was gone.
    The door swung shut and again I was alone. By leaving so soon and without so much as a word, Jack was telling me there was definitely no strings attached to the fuck we had just shared. We had fucked and that’s all it was ever going to be.

Fifteen
     
    Ben
     
    “I love the way your cock feels inside of me,” Jess whispered in my ear.
    To hear her say that made my cock stiffen more than I ever thought it could.
    “Fuck me nice and slow,” she moaned, dragging her nails down the length of my back. I eased myself in and out of her, nice and slow, just like she asked. She wrapped her soft creamy thighs around me.
    “Nice and slow,” she almost seemed to hum in my ear.
    I guided my cock in and out of her. Resting on my elbows, I looked down into her face. She bit her lower lip and gasped. To be with her went against everything I believed in, but I just couldn’t stop myself. It was like I had lost control of my mind. I couldn’t ever remember wanting a woman so badly.
    “Oh, yeah,” she breathed as I pushed my cock so slowly in and out of her. “Just like that. Mmm... keep fucking me just like that.”
    My balls throbbed between my legs and I wanted to tell her I was going to come. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold it back for. I closed my eyes, sliding in and out of her. Without even realising it, I started to speed up. Jess sensed this.
    “Are you close?” she whispered with a smile, as if knowing she had full control over me.
    “Yes,” I whispered back.
    “Do you want to come in me?” she said, smiling, knowing perfectly well that I did.
    “Yes,” I groaned, pushing myself deeper into her.
    “Not just yet,” she said. “When I’m ready, and not before.”
    Reaching between my legs, she squeezed the base of my cock gently with her long fingers. The desire to come faded a little.
    “Is that better?” she asked me with a sweet smile.
    “Yes,” I whispered.
    “Good,” she said, sliding my cock from her.
    I ached with desire. All I wanted to do was pin her to the bed and fuck her. I had to draw on every part of my will to stop myself from doing this. Rolling over on the giant bed, she thrust her arse into the air.
    “Spank my arse,” she whispered, looking back at me, her eyes only half open.
    Kneeling behind her, I gently slapped her arse. She made a soft gasping noise.
    “Harder,” she sighed. “Just a little harder.”
    I slapped her arse again with the flat of my hand. A red handprint appeared on her creamy coloured skin.
    “Again,” she groaned, gyrating her hips.
    I did it again. I had never done this before, and although I enjoyed the sensation of now being in control of her, I couldn’t understand what she was getting out of having her arse slapped.
    “Does that feel nice?” I asked, slapping her arse, her skin now bright red. 
    “Oh yeah,” she gasped. “It makes my pussy and anus feel all tingly. It makes me want to come.”  
    Slapping her arse again, she groaned in pleasure. With her legs spread wide open, I c ould see her slick, wet, hole. I was desperate to put my cock in there again.
    “How do you feel now?” she whispered back at me, that smile on her lips again.
    “I want to fuck you so bad, it hurts,” I whispered, fearing that we might be disturbed at any moment by either one of our partners. It wasn’t being caught that I feared; it was not getting to fuck her before that happened that drove me half mad. 
    “Not yet,” she said, her dark