Taming Eric by J.a Melville Page A

vision of her. That sweet, sexy ass of hers pushed up and her pink wet folds glistened between her legs. “Keep it together Eric.” He warned himself. He reached out to run his hands over the smooth curves of her buttocks before bending down and sliding a finger inside her wet folds. “You’re so hot and god you’re soaking wet.” He gasped, a shudder raking his body at the sight and smell of her. He could smell her arousal coming off her in waves and it was driving him i nsane.
    He grabbed her hips pulling her back against him until the swollen head of his cock nudged her wet heat. With one hard lunge, he buried himself in her, clenching his teeth when her pussy closed around him drawing him deep into her body. God but she felt incredible. He could stay inside her forever if it was possible to do so.
    Once he thought he could move without blowing his load immediately, he started to thrust into her, his movements slow and steady at first as he struggled with the pleasure fighting to take him over. It wasn’t enough though, he needed to fuck her harder and with a groan he gave in, plunging into Natasha’s welcoming body over and over again.
    Eric could hear her breathing increasing and it excited him, driving him on, desperate to come, but also wanting to make her come again with him if he could hold off long enough to wait for her. When her pussy started clenching around him, drawing him in deeper he nearly lost it right then and there. “Fuck Natasha, I can’t hold back.” He ground out through teeth gritted so hard he could hear them creaking under the s train.
    When she started meeting his thrusts by pushing back against him, driving him hard up against her cervix, something that obviously got her off, he began to pound into her faster, reaching around and under her to tug on one of her nipples. Eric almost cried out with relief when he heard her scream his name, her pussy clutching at him, squeezing him. It was too much, he was wound up too tight and he shouted out just as he started to come. His cock jerking with every spurt as he pumped his release into her and his hips jerked when he felt Natasha’s pussy tighten around him even more, her strong internal muscles working along his cock, wringing every drop from his body. God it was so good. Pleasure more intense than he’d ever experienced in his life.
    Natasha’s body collapsed slowly under him and he went down with her, reluctantly pulling out of her wet heat so he wouldn’t crush her and rolled onto his back by her side, panting and gasping in a desperate attempt to get air in his lungs. His heart was beating so hard, he wondered if it could take it but finally he started to calm down, his breathing slowed and he was happy to just lie by her side, neither of them spe aking.
    She surprised him by suddenly turning to him. “Whatever happened to our dinner?” She asked.
    His brain seemed to have left his body around the same time he’d pumped her full of cum because he struggled for a moment to digest what she’d just said. “What?” Was about the best he could manage. Not his most intelligent response, but it was going to have to do fo r now.
    “Our dinner Eric, from last night, what happened to it, I wonder?” And he shrugged in response. He couldn’t think dinner right now. He was too busy trying to recover from breakfast, breakfast being sex with Natasha. He needed to get up but his body felt so lethargic. He wasn’t used to this at all. No other woman had every affected him as much as his PA was affectin g him.
    He dragged himself out of bed, removed the condom before tying it off and throwing it in the bin by the bed. He’d worry about what happened to dinner soon but first he needed to take care of business and walked off to the bathroom, closing the door behin d him.
    Now that he wasn’t sporting a major raging hard on, he could use the toilet before he brushed his teeth and quickly shaved since he already had the shadow of a beard