Page 16 of Nolan (The Doherty Mafia)
“Be a good girl and touch yourself. Show me how you want me to touch you,” he groaned.
My fingers trembled as they traveled down to my throbbing swollen pussy. My clit was so raw and sensitive, I cried out with pleasure and desperation when I touched myself there.
“That’s it, baby, show me,” he whispered in my ear.
I stroked myself while he nibbled on my earlobe, kissing my chin and down my neck, till he found my firm nipples.
I cried out again when he started sucking on them. My two fingers slipped inside me. I was so wet for him, I couldn’t wait.
His hands pressed down on my belly, my thighs and finally, he took over for me on my pussy. I gasped for air. His fingers were rough and thick, but he knew exactly what to do to me.
Stroking and rubbing my clit, slipping in and out of my pussy. I’d never been so ready for a man before and I couldn’t believe he was the enemy.
What would Aldo say if he found out how far I took this?
I pressed my eyes close and pushed those thoughts out of my head while Nolan stroked and stroked, bringing me closer to completion. I didn’t want to think about Aldo right now.
I came quickly. Too quickly?
But Nolan’s eyes glowed wild while his fingers slipped in and out of me. I clung to him, shuddering and sighing, trying not to scream his name.
This was just sex, right?
I didn’t want him to think I was having such a good time that I couldn’t stop saying his name.
I bit down on my lip instead, where it throbbed. I was afraid I’d draw blood.
I was done and fell back lightly on the couch. Nolan was still stretched out on me. I felt the full heavy weight of him.
He had his hands on my hips again, holding me down.
“Did you like that?” he asked and I nodded hungrily.
With his hands he made slow circular motions on my belly, almost like he was giving me a massage. I didn’t expect him to be tender like that and it took me by surprise.
I was even more surprised by how much I wanted to kiss him again. I wanted to tell him exactly how good he was at this.
I reached up and kissed his neck instead. His skin was salty. As my fingers moved up his chest, tracing shapes, I tried not to focus on how hard and strong his chest was. How easily I molded myself to him.
Just as easily as he would’ve snapped me in two if he wanted.
He moved over me, swishing his cock up and down around on top of me, leaving a wet trail of his precum on my skin.
When he finally thrust his cock inside my swollen throbbing pussy, I was sure I’d come immediately. I felt exhausted with pleasure. My head spun.
He pushed my knees up around my waist. I couldn’t push him off if I wanted to—I didn’t want to. He had complete control over me. His cock was big and it took me a few thrusts to get used to his size and girth, but once I did…it was the best feeling. Of being full. Of being fucked like we’d both vanish tomorrow.
He groaned as he plowed into me. His cock sunk deep inside and then pulled out. The couch shook. His arms bulged with muscles with every push. He fucked me so hard, making me come just seconds before he came too.
We curled into each other as we orgasmed together. His cum filled me and I laughed, giggling with joy and satisfaction.
This was the best sex of my life and it was with a guy I wasn’t even supposed to like.
When Nolan pulled his cock out of me, I wished it’d never ended. Because now the sex was over, the real game began. I just didn’t know if I wanted to play it anymore. With him.
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I brought her a towel to clean up with, then watched her as she rubbed it gently all over her body. My cum glistened on the inside of her thighs. It fucked with my head…how hot she was. I wanted her again. A few more minutes of seeing her naked like this and I was going to go hard again.
When she was done cleaning up, she lay back on the couch with her golden curls falling over her shoulders.
She didn’t look so sure of herself without all the dark clothing on. In her nakedness, she looked tender and delicate. Her tits were small and fit perfectly in my hands, and now she didn’t make any effort to cover them.
I put on my pants and sat with her on the couch. Amelia gazed up at the ceiling, staring directly at the fiery lights hanging overhead. She didn’t even blink as she stared at them.
