Cricket
“Fast or slow?”
“Fast,” I said immediately, and he flipped me onto my back, rolled on a condom, and thrust into me. All my breath left my body with an, “Ahhh.”
His mouth claimed mine as he continued to surge into me, his hand cupping my breast before sliding down to finger my c**t. I cried out as my orgasm hit, but didn’t have time to enjoy it, as I was flipped onto my stomach. “Cheek to the mattress, Cricket.”
My heart raced as I did as he directed. He lifted my hips higher and slid into me from behind and I lost my breath. Ohmigod, I’d forgotten how good this felt.
“Make it last, Cricket.”
“I... Minus,” I hissed. He slapped my butt and I nearly came.
“Cricket,” he warned in a whisper. “Don’t come or you won’t get more.”
“Don’t you dare stop,” I growled.
He chuckled, sl
