Page 98 of Cash

“Fine.” I squeezed her boobs firmly. “I hope you’re fuckin’ ready.”

In one quick thrust, I shoved myself into her until the tip hit bottom. The instant my hips came in contact with the cheeks of her ass, I withdrew the entire length, and did it again.

As fast as I could, I fucked her without mercy, forcing her closer to the headboard with each powerful stroke. Within seconds, her arms were spread wide against the wall above the bed.

I pounded myself in and out of her tight pussy, watching the flesh of her ass jiggle each time my hips slapped against her.

A tingling sensation tickled my balls, and I felt my scrotum tightening – a forewarning that I was going to cum. The excitement of having her back in my life, being inside if her, and fucking her forcefully from behind was simply too much.

It was time to change things up. Switching positions would buy me some time. After a few position changes, the newness of her pussy would wear off, and then I’d be able to go all night.

I was sure of it.

I took one last stroke, and then pulled free of her confines. “Time to switch this shit up,” I said, my tone demanding, yet playful. “I’ve got a lot of fucking to do, and it ain’t all going to be doggy style.”

In one fluid movement, she flopped onto her back and hiked her legs high in the air, exposing her pussy for the taking. I glanced at her glistening twat and then into her eyes.

I pressed my stomach against the backs of her thighs and forced her knees against her chest. Eager to fuck her into submission, I gripped my throbbing cock in my fist and guided it between her legs.

A sigh escaped me as I slid into her warmth. Being inside of her compared to nothing else on earth. It wasn’t simply sex. It wasn’t about getting off. It was an unexplainable sensation that only she could provide. An initial feeling of euphoria followed by an elation that caused my heart to palpitate at an irregular pace.

I took a few strokes, pressed my weight against the backs of her thighs, and forced her knees hard against her chest.

She opened her eyes.

I leaned forward, intending to kiss her gently before fucking her into a mild coma. She raised her head, planted her full lips against mine, and kissed me like I’d never been kissed.

Inside her, my cock throbbed wildly.

Her lips melted into mine. Our tongues tickled one another. The sensation of being inside of her, the excitement of having her in my life once again, and the passion of the kiss proved to be too much.

My cock twitched.

And, I came.

She moaned into my mouth as the cum pulsed from the tip of my cock. Then, without so much as a single stroke to evoke it, I felt her pussy contract.

Our kiss became more passionate.

Her pussy’s contractions varied, some long and deep, while others were sporadic and shallow. I remained buried deep inside of her the entire time, fearing moving would end the sensation that was sure the be something I’d spend a lifetime trying to duplicate.

In thirty seconds, it ended.

The series of orgasms was so intense it drained every ounce of energy from my soul.

I collapsed at her side, prepared to make excuses for what had happened, telling her how excited I was to see her, and that I’d do all I could to make it up to her the following morning.

“I love you, Cash,” she whispered.

“I love you, Kimberly.”

Numbed by the rush of emotions, we laid side-by-side in silence for some time. Eventually, right as I was fading off to sleep, she broke the silence.

“How’s it feel to be back in our bed?” she asked.

“Pretty fucking good,” I said, my eyes fixed on the ceiling. “Been sleeping in the clubhouse on the couch since that night I left. How’s the weather over there?”

Silence.

I waited for a good thirty seconds, and then tilted my head to the side. Sound asleep, the woman I loved was snoring lightly.

I got a blanket from the wicker basket in the corner of her room and covered her with it. Then, after carefully snuggling against her back, I closed my eyes and thought of our future together.

A future where I could hopefully last longer than ninety seconds in bed.