NOVGO.NET Chapter 49: Fucking miss stephaine
Chapter 49: Fucking miss stephaine
Logan pressed her back against the cool tiled wall and kissed her hard, tongue sliding deep while his hands gripped her ass and lifted her slightly. Stephanie’s legs wrapped around his waist. He lined up and sank into her again in one smooth thrust, the hot water making everything even slicker. The new angle forced a long moan from her throat that echoed off the tiles.
He fucked her against the wall with deep, steady strokes, water running down both their bodies. Her breasts pressed flat against his chest. Every thrust made her moan louder. When her arms tightened around his neck he shifted his grip, supporting her weight more easily, and drove into her harder. The wet slap of their bodies mixed with the sound of the falling water.
After several minutes he set her down, turned her to face the wall, and pulled her hips back. She braced her hands against the tile. He entered her from behind again, one arm wrapped around her waist, the other reaching up to cup her throat lightly while he thrust deep. The position let him go even harder. Stephanie pushed back to meet him, ass bouncing against his hips, moans turning into short cries each time he bottomed out.
He kept her there until her legs began to shake once more. Then he pulled out, sat on the low stone bench under the spray, and guided her to straddle him. Stephanie sank down onto his cock with a broken sound of relief, taking every inch until she was seated fully in his lap. He gripped her hips and helped her ride, lifting and dropping her in a steady rhythm while the hot water poured over them both.
Her breasts bounced heavily with every movement. Logan leaned forward and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while she rode him. His free hand slid between their bodies and found her clit again, rubbing firm circles that made her hips stutter. The system amplified every sensation until Stephanie’s head fell back and her moans turned continuous.
She came a third time like that, grinding down hard in his lap, walls pulsing tightly around him while water ran over her shaking body. Logan held her through it, still thrusting up into her from below, keeping the orgasm rolling until she collapsed forward against his chest, breathing hard.
Even then he was not finished. He stayed buried inside her, hands stroking slowly up and down her wet back, letting her feel the thick heat of his cock still hard and ready. Stephanie lifted her head after a moment. Her eyes were dark and glassy with lingering need.
Logan stood with her still wrapped around him and carried her out of the shower without pulling free. Water dripped from both their bodies onto the bathroom floor and then the hallway as he walked them back to the bedroom. Stephanie’s arms stayed locked around his neck, her face pressed to the side of his throat, soft aftershocks still fluttering around his cock with every step.
He laid her down on the wide bed without breaking the connection. The sheets were cool against her wet skin. He settled over her and began to move again with deep, rolling thrusts that made the mattress dip beneath them. Water from the shower mixed with fresh slickness between her thighs. The wet sound of their joining filled the quiet room once more.
Stephanie’s legs wrapped high around his waist. Her hands slid down his back and gripped his ass, pulling him deeper on every stroke. He kept the pace steady and powerful, grinding against her clit each time he bottomed out. The system continued to feed heat through her nerves, turning every inch of friction into something sharper and more overwhelming after the orgasms she had already taken. Soft, continuous moans spilled from her open mouth.
When her breathing grew short again he slowed, almost stopping, and stayed buried to the hilt while he reached between them and rubbed her swollen clit with two fingers. Stephanie’s hips jerked. Her walls clenched hard around him. He held her right on the edge for long seconds, rubbing and teasing, before he resumed the deep thrusts and pushed her through a fourth climax. She cried out against his shoulder, body tightening and shaking beneath him while he fucked her through every pulse.
Even after the orgasm faded he stayed inside her, moving with slow, grinding strokes that kept her sensitive and open. Only when her breathing began to even did he finally pull free. A thick strand of her arousal followed his cock before breaking. Stephanie made a soft sound of loss.
Logan knelt up between her spread thighs and looked down at her. Her body was flushed and marked from his hands and mouth, breasts rising and falling, thighs still trembling. He ran both palms up the insides of her legs, spreading them wider, then leaned down and dragged his tongue through her soaked folds in one long, deliberate lick. Stephanie’s back arched. A fresh moan tore from her throat.
He settled in and ate her properly, tongue working slow and thorough over her clit, then lower, pushing inside her to taste the mix of her wetness and the water still clinging to her skin. His hands held her thighs open and firm. Every time she tried to close them he only pressed harder, keeping her completely exposed to his mouth. The system amplified every stroke of his tongue until her hips were rolling helplessly against his face.
He brought her close twice more with his mouth alone, always pulling back just before she could tip over, always leaving her shaking and needy. Only when her voice had gone rough from begging did he finally crawl back up her body. He kissed her hard, letting her taste herself on his tongue, while he guided his cock back to her entrance and sank in with one smooth thrust.
This time he did not hold back. He fucked her with long, powerful strokes that made the bed frame creak. Her breasts bounced with every impact. He braced on one forearm and used his free hand to grip her throat lightly, just enough pressure to make her feel owned while he drove into her. Stephanie’s eyes stayed locked on his. Her moans turned into short, broken cries each time he bottomed out.