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Victoria clamped her legs around Richard's buttocks as his body tensed and he swelled inside her, her own orgasm starting to dissipate, leaving her feeling warm and satisfied.
'I really felt you then, baby,' she whispered into his ear, his breath warm on her neck.
She slowly lowered her legs, releasing him, his shaft, still thick with arousal slipping from her soft folds. He rolled onto his back next to her, one arm still under her neck, pulling her close to him, their breathing beginning to resume its resting rate.
Raising his arm he looked at his watch - six-fifteen, the sun only just starting to illuminate the bedroom through blinds covering the balcony doors.
'You have somewhere to be?' she asked in mock annoyance.
'Just wondering what time I have to kick you out before one of my other bitches gets here.'
The slap across his face barely stung but made a satisfying crack. He laughed.
'Shall we just spend the day here in the house?'
'Mmmm.' The contented sound was all she could muster, her eyes closed, her head nestling into his neck.
His eyelids, heavy with post-coital satisfaction, dropped, his breathing becoming deeper.
'Damn it.'
'What?' he asked, his eyes barely opening.
'I need the bathroom.'
'It's over there,' he replied, his eyes still closed, pointing towards the door on the other side of the room.
'I know where it is,' she said, easing herself onto one elbow. 'I'm not one of your side-bitches, who's too stupid to remember.' The corners of his mouth creased.
She sighed, sliding out from under the sheet and his eyes opened, never one to miss the chance to see his girlfriend naked. He watched as she padded across the wooden floor, her small, tight buttocks perched atop slim legs, her narrow waist below her sexy back. As she stretched she pushed her brunette, sleep and sex touseled hair over her toned shoulders
She cursed under her breath, stopping halfway to the bathroom, before turning and scurrying back towards the bed, trying to run from the knees down.
'Are you okay?'
'I'm leaking,' she whispered, crouching to pick up her discarded underwear. Pressing her white cotton 'bedtime' panties between her thighs she turned back towards the bathroom.
'Okay, well don't do it all over my floor!' he called, grinning at her receding back.
'It's your cum!'
'It touched you last.'
Her reply was to raise her free hand, her middle finger extended, a smile he couldn't see spreading over her pretty face. He grinned, before slapping his hands onto the bed, sitting up quickly, making the bed frame creak. Victoria looked over her shoulder, seeing her lover jump off the bed.
'No!' she squealed, trying to increase her speed, reaching for the door nob.
His feet hit the wooden floor as she pulled the door open, sliding through into the large wet room. 'Stop it!' she shouted through a panicked laugh, managing to pull the door closed, locking it before he could grab it from his side. Reaching the door he banged on it.
'Go away!' Her laughter caused her to shout louder than she had intended. He banged again. 'No! I have to pee. I need privacy, go away.'
Waiting on the other side of the door she listened. 'Have you gone?' There was no answer, so she lifted the lid of the toilet and sat down.
Pressing the flush, Victoria picked up her panties from the floor, then, with a mischievous grin, dropped them into his laundry hamper, knowing that their discovery at a later date would cause another playful encounter. She washed her hands and, looking in the mirror which ran along one wall above the basin, she ran her fingers through her unkempt hair.
She unlocked the door and looked toward the king-size bed in the middle of the room, realizing too late that it was empty. Glancing to her left she saw him standing to the side, waiting to pounce. Her scream, combined with a giggle was unintentional as she pulled the door, but instead of the click, she was expecting as the door closed she heard a soft thud and the door remained open by about an inch. With another scream, she pulled the door again before looking down and seeing the pillow that Richard had kicked into the doorway.
'Shit!' she said in a stage whisper, still tugging at the doorknob. Looking up she saw him, one hand on the door, the other on the frame. He began to pull, his arms and shoulders easily overpowering her. Victoria's feet slid across the tiled floor as he steadily pulled the door open. She released her grip, staggered back a step, her breasts bouncing, before steadying herself in time to see the door open, hitting her assailant's knee with a dull thud.
'Oohh,' she gasped, trying to suppress a giggle as his eyes widened with the sharp pain. She backed up across the wetroom as he prowled through the door, a grin starting to crease the corner's of his mouth as he tried to maintain the mock anger on his face.
'Stop!' Victoria squeaked as she moved backward, naked, away from him as he approached. 'And you can put that thing away too.' She pointed at his shaft, now semi-erect, heavy, swinging with each deliberate step.
Reaching the counter and basin she stopped, raising her hands, still trying to stifle her anxious giggles.
'Richard! I'm serious, now st - .'
Before she could finish her command he reached out, grabbing her shoulders and spinning her around until she was facing the mirror. Her arms flailed behind her as she tried to fend him off, a useless gesture given his size compared to her, and he pinned her arms at her sides. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, her face flushed with exertion and excitement, she could see her nipples, tight and stiff with arousal.
Richard stepped closer to her and she could feel his penis, now fully erect, slapping against her buttocks and lower back.
'And what do you think you're going to do with that?' she asked indignantly as she caught sight of his shaft in the mirror, hard, head swollen and glistening.
He remained silent as they made eye contact in the mirror, his face stony. Victoria laughed but her heart pounded in the excitement that bordered on fear, and at that moment she didn't know why - she wasn't really afraid, she knew it was a game and he wouldn't hurt her, but the anxiety swept through her as her tormentor stared her down.
Without warning he released his grip on her wrists, one hand taking the back of her neck, he pushed her forward over the counter, her face close to the mirror. She yelped, as her hands shot forward, bracing herself. Her breathing grew faster, she liked being bent over, and the game made it more exciting.
'Oh, it's like that?' she snapped, looking past her reflection to his.
'Uh-huh,' he replied, and she waited for him to push her legs apart, but he remained in place, his erection hard against her buttocks. She could feel the warmth between her legs as the excitement moistened her hot cleft.
Their eyes remained locked.
'Now what?' she asked, starting to feel a little more confident.
Before she could put forth a rebuke or insult she saw a movement behind her and a moment later Richard's hand came down, striking her buttock cheek. She yelped in surprise more than pain, her eyes closing, her head falling forward. The second blow, again, caught her by surprise, the 'smack' echoing off the tiled walls. She let out a squeal, her hazel eyes opening wide, the pale skin on her firm mound reddening instantly.
'Oh, shit, baby,' he whispered in her ear, leaning forward, briefly breaking character. 'Did I hurt you that time?'
'I'll get you back, you bastard,' she growled, also breaking character but playing another game.
He grinned at her in the mirror before grabbing her shoulders, spinning her around to face him again. Grabbing her hair he planted a kiss on her mouth, their tongues fighting for dominance and she grabbed the back of his head, her fingers tangling in his hair. Richard reached down, lifting her onto the counter, her legs over his forearms, the cold, hard surface giving some relief to her stinging buttock. She leaned back onto the mirror eyeing his erection as he stood between her splayed legs.
'So are you going to use that?' she said, nodding at his erection, raising an eyebrow, mocking him.
He took a step forward, his hard-on inching closer to her waxed and glistening cleft. As his tip touched her soft folds she didn't react, refusing to show how much she wanted him inside her again. He thrust forward slowly, his hands on her thighs, holding her legs apart. Victoria reached forward, taking his shaft in her fingertips, guiding him into her slippery entrance.
With a thrust of his hips, he slid into her, her opening engulfing his sensitive tip. He grunted, the sensation taking him by surprise.
'Fuck, baby,' he groaned, holding himself inside her, fighting the urge to begin thrusting, knowing it would bring him off too soon. He closed his eyes, the sight of Victoria, beautiful, naked, impaled on him making the desire more than he could take.
She looked at his face, a mask of pleasure and exquisite agony and she knew he wouldn't last long. Usually, she reveled in their sex, and his ability to last until she had cum at least once. But she loved these times when his excitement was too much and he exploded quickly either inside her or on her. She took her middle finger into her mouth, sucking, licking. And when it was wet and glistening she removed it, dropping her hand between her splayed legs, using two fingers to release her clitoris from its folds, pressing her wet finger to it, starting to make small slow circles.
She watched as her finger rotated, her breathing becoming more intense and she looked up to see him watching her. He flexed inside her, his balls aching. She increased the speed of her masturbation knowing that he was close.
'Cum with me,' she purred as she felt her orgasm approaching. And then she watched him withdraw his shaft until the tip was visible before it slid back inside and he groaned, releasing his thick fluid into her, tipping her over the edge, her body shaking as she came, releasing more of her own wetness that mixed with his on his hard shaft.
They stayed locked there, her leaning back against the mirror, legs open, him inside her, the warmth of her vagina too exquisite for him to move. Their breathing was the only sound in the warm room. Then he was pulling her to him, kissing her mouth sensitively, lovingly as he lifted her from the counter. She wrapped herself around his strong body as he walked under the rainforest showerhead, their mouths still exploring. He hit a button and instant warm water flooded down, drenching them. And he lowered himself to the floor, lying back with her on top of him, the water covering them like a warm blanket, his now softening shaft sliding from her.
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