to her as it was to him.
Reluctantly, Obadiah pulled out of her hot mouth. He bent to pick up his jeans, taking his wallet out of the back pocket and pulling out the condom he kept there. He tore open the package and sheathed himself with hands that trembled slightly. When he looked back at her, she had scooted back up the bed and spread her legs widely. One finger circled her clit lazily while the other hand rested above her head. She was open and waiting for him, obviously right where she wanted to be.
Obadiah didn't wait for a better invitation. He crawled onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs, his weight settling over her with immense satisfaction. It felt right. Good. Her silky smooth body was such a contrast to his hair-roughened one that the sensation was as much an aphrodisiac as the lust-filled look on her face.
His cock probed at her entrance, as if it already knew the way home. There was no fumbling, no guiding himself inside her. Obadiah simply surged his hips forward and he sank into all that tight heat.
She felt so good, Obadiah had to stop after only a couple thrusts, afraid he'd lose the tenuous grip he had on his control. Megan wrapped her legs around him, using his thighs as leverage to fuck herself on his cock even when he stopped moving.
Growling at her, Obadiah found the side of her neck with his mouth, nibbling and sucking until he was certain he'd left his mark on her. She tasted tangy sweet with sweat and a flavor all her own. She tasted like sin and sex. Like a woman he wanted to sample again and again.
He slid his hand down the curve of her breast, to the dip of her ribs, and finally to the swell of her hips. Then he smacked the cheek of her ass. 'Lie still,' he commanded. Like he figured, Megan totally ignored the command, writhing beneath him and doing her level best to fuck him into oblivion. Again he smacked her ass. Megan seemed to be enjoying the erotic spanking, so he kept it up, careful not to get too rough with her. In his heightened state of arousal, he knew that was paramount. He wanted to drive her crazy, not hurt her.
'Fuck yeah! Spank me, Obadiah. I've been so very bad.' Her cries were music to his ears. The confession more an erotic plea than an admission of wrongdoing.
She was definitely going to be the death of him.
4
Megan was sure she was going to die from pent-up desire. It had been a very long time since she'd enjoyed sex this much, and even longer since she'd indulged in the type of play Obadiah provided. The sharp stings from his spanking only fueled her fire. She wanted him to crawl inside her where she could never get him out. His cock slid in and out of her with maddening slowness. Obviously, he was teasing more than pleasing, doing it on purpose.
She found she enjoyed his taking control. Her enjoyment was at his discretion. This was about his pleasure. Not that she minded. Obadiah was nothing if not a giving lover. For every shudder that went through his body, three went through hers. Yet, he wouldn't let her orgasm.
'What's the matter, Meg?' His husky whisper sent shivers down her spine. The man was a walking, talking sex machine. 'Tell me what you want.'
'Let me come,' she challenged. She wasn't begging him, but she wasn't playing games either. She'd tell him exactly what she wanted and see what happened.
'I thought you might want that. Are you ready?'
Was he kidding? 'Fuck yes, I'm ready! Fuck me, Obadiah!'
And he did. With surge after powerful surge, he rode her body, sinking into her as deep as he'd go. He was a little brutal, but it was exactly what Megan needed. Pleasure tingled, centering on her clit and cunt where their bodies joined, rapidly spreading to encompass her entire lower body. Even her toes tingled!
Faster, harder, Obadiah took her body higher than she'd ever been. The orgasm on the horizon would be unlike anything she'd ever experienced. Though she desperately wanted the experience, she was afraid just the same. If she let him, Obadiah would consume her mind, body, and soul.
Fuck it. The pleasure was too great. She'd deal with the fallout later, if it came to that.
Spreading her legs wide, she let him set the pace, let him take the lead. The change in his body was instantaneous. It was as if he'd been waiting for her to let go. Obadiah pistoned into her, fucking her with all the intensity of the orgasm she knew waited for her.
Then it happened.
Pleasure, great and life changing, hit her with unbelievable force. There was no gentle building and cresting; this hit her with the sudden force of a nuclear explosion. Nothing could have prepared her for the intensity of it. All she could do was scream. She couldn't even thrash underneath him. Her muscles seemed to seize as she pushed through the pleasure for all she was worth. His animalistic shout as he threw his head back told her he'd come as well, his dick throbbing and pulsing within her as he emptied himself into the condom.
For several moments neither of them moved, then Obadiah let his weight sink back over her body. He was still buried deep within her, his cock jumping now and again with the aftermath of his orgasm.
Normally, Megan wasn't much of an after-sex cuddler. She preferred to clean up and get the man out of her bed so she could relax alone. This time, however, she clung to him, wanting the closeness.
Hell. Who was she kidding? She didn't want him to leave yet because she wasn't finished. She wanted to do this again. Several times, in fact.
Obadiah nuzzled her neck. 'Give me a minute and we'll try again.'
She blinked. 'Try?' Was that her voice squeaking in disbelief? Who the fuck was he kidding, 'Try?'
He coughed, which sounded suspiciously like his attempt to smother a laugh. 'Yeah. Try. I'm not certain you got it right that time. You need practice.'
Megan laughed then. Really laughed.'Yeah. Sure. I got no problem with that. In fact, you can grade me if you like.'
He lifted his head from where his lips nuzzled her neck. 'I think that would be a good idea. But I warn you, I'm a perfectionist. I believe in getting it right.'
'Well, this was a bribe, after all.' Megan shrugged. 'I suppose you have the right to make sure I give you the greatest amount of pleasure possible.' Her smile was unavoidable as she asked, 'How much practice do you think I need?'
Obadiah rubbed his chin, contemplating her question. 'Hmmm…good question. It could take a while. But I think, with a little perseverance, you'll manage a passing grade.'
Yeah, she was looking forward to this. Seeing to the lawman’s pleasure was going to be
