The Professional Lover (18+) | [Complete]

25 : Needing Him

The following chapter contains explicit material intended for an 18+ audience ONLY.

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I lie on my back with my hips on his lap as he takes me hard and fast. He leans back on a hand, gaining leverage as he pulls me towards him by my waist. His hard cock rubs vigorously against the full depth of my front wall, making me melt around him like the quivering mess I am. It's one of those positions only a porn star could make enjoyable, but fuck. I'm going to lose it. So hard.

"Fu-uck yes, Mick-ey!" I say between his thrusts. The wet sounds of our bodies colliding is just as audible as our panting.

He moans and switches hands, never stopping his pace. "You're so wet, baby. You love my fucking cock."

"Yeah," is all I can manage to say. My body starts to tense, my legs curling up, only making the angle more intense. His trusts make me arch back, his cock hitting my g-spot before sliding deep over and over. Fuck.

"You gonna be a good girl and come for me?"

I clench around him and the feeling intensifies. "Yeah! I'm--" My hands grip the sheets as I moan loudly. My entire body tightens with my orgasm. "Ah!"

My pussy squeezes and releases him as I feel him continue moving inside me. He thrusts a few more times before pushing in deeply, making both of our bodies shudder. He lets out a painful moan, his fingers digging hard into the skin at my waist as he finds his own release.

I look down the length of my body, just to see his gorgeous face. His expression is tense as he pants. When he finally opens his eyes, he catches me staring. He pulls out, and then crawls over me and places a luscious kiss to my lips. "Thanks," he says sexily.  He stands up in all his glory and leaves the room with an accomplished smile.

My body relaxes as I settle back into the comforter, enjoying my post-coital haze. I love the frantic way Mickey fucks me when he's anxious. It comes out of nowhere, his need to clear his head in the easiest way possible. Then he gives it to me just the way I like it. He's ... everything ...

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"Did you fall back asleep?" I startle awake when I hear his voice.

I sit up quickly, trying to shake off my tiredness. "What? No."

"Liar," he chuckles. "Do I look okay?"

I look over at him and my mouth drops open. He's wearing fitted, light gray dress pants and shrugs on a matching suit jacket over a black shirt and slim, black tie. He runs his fingers through his styled hair and cocks an eyebrow at me questioningly.

Goddamn if he didn't look absolutely fuckable in a suit. It should be a crime to cover up that body with anything, but shit ... That'll do. "Uh ..." I swallow hard as my eyes rake over him. "Yeah."