Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
I pull my fingers out of her and guide my cock inside her instead. The tip slides in and she lets out a soft cry. Her arms wrap around my head. I bury my face in the valley between her breasts as I try to put the rest of my cock inside her inch by inch. Her velvety skin clings to me and I can barely breathe.
Damn it. Why does Stella still have to be so tight?
I try to hold back for as long as I can, but each time I move, that tight, exquisite, soft, wet passage threatens to squeeze me dry. Eventually, my patience snaps. I grip her hips and push them down as I give a hard thrust.
Stella cries out louder. Her back arches like a bow.
Shit. I know I'm being too rough, but I've lost almost all control now. My hips seem to have taken on a life of their own, driving my cock deep and fast inside Stella's trembling body. The sound of skin slapping against skin and the creaks of the couch mingle with Stella's cries.
The best I can do is make sure Stella feels just as good as I do. I suck on her nipple once more, keeping the stiff peak of her breast between my lips as the ripe mound of flesh bounces in front of me, Stella's body rocking with each of my thrusts. Then I part my lips so her nipple rubs against my tongue.
Stella's cries continue. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as she keeps her head tilted back. Some strands of her hair brush against my face.
Suddenly, she leans forward and crushes my lips. Her fingers become entangled with my hair as her body starts to tremble. She moans against my mouth and moves her hips on top of mine.
I stay still so she can control the pace as she climbs the stairway of pleasure. Her hips jerk faster and more erratically. Then she pulls away with a loud gasp as she reaches the peak. Her hips drop on my cock. Her fingers pull my hair as she buries my face in her chest. The silky passage around me trembles and tightens.
Fuck.
I bite down on my lower lip as I try not to spill myself inside her then and there. Then, as soon as Stella stops trembling, I continue with my thrusts. She collapses against my shoulder.
I barely manage a few more thrusts before the friction from my cock rubbing against the walls of Stella's heated core sends me over the edge as well. I clutch her ass as I bury my cock deep inside her. I shudder just before it explodes. Then every muscle in my body tightens as pleasure takes over. I can hardly breathe.
Gradually, the pleasure fades. As my body starts to relax, I suck in a deep breath to fill my deprived lungs. Then another. And another. I lean back against the couch and wait for my heart to slow down. Stella remains on top of me. I can feel her own heartbeat against my skin.
Slowly, she lifts her hips and gets off me. Without a word, she lies down on her side on the couch, knees bent and feet pointing towards me. As I put my shirt on her to keep her from catching cold, I spot the hickey on her neck. I also notice that the place where I gripped her hip is starting to bruise. The cheeks of her ass that I clutched as I came inside her remain flushed.
Just as I thought, I was too rough. Guilt stabs me in the chest.
"I'm sorry," I tell her as I stroke one of her thighs.
Stella lifts her head and looks at me. "For what?"
"Everything."
For ignoring her all day. For not relying on her. For saying all those mean, stupid things to her. For not being able to control myself.
Yes, I could probably blame it all on the Scotch which is still buzzing at the back of my head, but I'm not going to. I'm the one who did all those things.
Stella holds my shirt against her chest as she sits up. Her eyes hold mine.
"You don't have to apologize for anything."
And yet her words and her expression make me want to do it all the more. I want to do something for her, in fact. I want to make things up to her.
"Tomorrow is our last day in Switzerland," I tell her. "Would you like to go sightseeing?"
Stella's eyes grow wide. "Again?"
"This time, we can go to Bern. It's just two hours away and it's lovely. It has excellent museums, gardens and interesting fountains."
I'm sure Stella will love it.
"But don't we have work to do?" she asks.
I let out a breath. "There's really nothing more we can do about the acquisition, not until Odermatt's missing employee turns up. Besides, didn't you say Ryker is taking care of things?"