The Daring Prey

Chapter Two-3

"I came in first," she teased, bending over low so that her t**s were almost in his face. He opened his eyes for that, but didn't let go of her hips. "Imagine what you'd get for beating me," she went on, still grinding away. She shifted her position just enough for his c**k to do her some real good.

"You could strip me, tie me up, spank me, whip me..." She leaned down to whisper into his ear. "Make me suck your big, thick c**k until you came in my hot, wet mouth..."

Mike groaned and tightened his grip on her.

"Would you like that?" she asked. All he did was groan. It looked like he was too far gone to think of anything beyond how good he was feeling, and how much better he would feel in a moment. And as nice and hard as he was now, she'd have to move quickly to take advantage of that while it lasted.

Mike came scant moments before she did, but by then she was so close that it didn't matter. Normally she was pretty quiet when she came, aside from some loud moaning, but this time around she wanted to make some freaking noise. She shrieked as her orgasm hit her, digging her nails into Mike's broad shoulders, but not quite breaking the skin. She shrieked again, collapsing on top of Mike as she surrendered to the tremors wracking her body.