Chapter 229
**Sara**
When Tom finally pulled back, I collapsed onto the chair, utterly spent. "Holy fucking shit," I panted, barely able to catch my breath.
"Good, wasn't it?" he asked, sounding annoyingly smug.
"You know it was," I replied with a weak laugh.
He removed the blindfold, and the world slowly came back into focus. Tom looked at me with a mixture of satisfaction and something I couldn't quite define.
His eyes flicked downward, and I followed his gaze to see his cock still hard and glistening with residual chocolate. The sight made my mouth water.
"Looks like I've got more cleaning to do," I said with a wicked grin.
Tom smirked, clearly enjoying my enthusiasm. I leaned forward, pressing my lips to the tip of his cock, and tasted the bittersweet chocolate mixed with his arousal. I let my tongue swirl around the head, gathering all the traces of chocolate and savoring the unique combination.
He let out a low groan, his fingers threading through my hair. "Damn, you have no idea what you do to me."
"I think I have a pretty good idea," I teased before taking more of him into my mouth. I bobbed my head, my tongue tracing every vein, every inch of him as I worked to lick off the chocolate. Each movement elicited a guttural moan from him, and I could feel his cock trembling against my tongue.
Once I was sure I had gotten every last bit of chocolate, I pulled back and looked up at him, satisfied with my work.
"Turn around."
I did as he said, getting on all fours again and arching my back just enough to give him a good view. I could feel his eyes on me, which only fueled the fire burning inside me.
Tom tore open the condom wrapper and rolled it onto his cock. I braced myself for the feel of him entering me, but instead, he traced the tip of his cock against my wet folds without pushing inside. The tease was maddening, and I wiggled my hips in an attempt to get him where I needed him most.
He chuckled darkly.
"Fuck you, Tom. Just put it in already."
But he wasn't having any of it. Instead, he slapped my pussy lightly, the shock sending a jolt of pleasure through me. My gasp turned into a moan as he continued to tease me, his cock sliding up and down my slick entrance without ever truly entering.
"You like that, don't you?" Tom's voice was a low growl now, taunting.
"Yes, dammit," I admitted.
"You want it bad?"
"Yes, please," I begged. "Fuck, Tom, please."
He slapped my pussy again, harder this time, making me cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. "Beg me like you mean it."
"Please, Tom," I whimpered, desperate. "I need your fucking cock inside me. Fuck me, please."
He laughed, seemingly satisfied with my response. "Good girl."
Without any more preamble, he thrust into my pussy, filling me completely in one powerful stroke. I moaned loudly, my body arching into the sensation. His hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as he began to move, each thrust deep and punishing.
"Fuck, Sara, you're so tight," he groaned, his pace relentless.
"Oh god, yes!" I screamed, pushing back against him in time with his thrusts.
Tom's hands roamed over my body, one squeezing my ass and the other slipping beneath me to toy with my clit. The extra stimulation made my head spin, and I could feel another orgasm building rapidly.
"Gonna cum, Sara?" His voice was hoarse, breathless.
"Fuck yes!" I shouted, feeling the tension coil tighter and tighter.
He slapped my ass hard, the sensation tipping me over the edge. My body clenched around his cock as the orgasm ripped through me, my vision going white with the intensity. I screamed his name, every muscle in my body contracting as wave after wave of pleasure consumed me.
But Tom wasn't done. Even as I trembled from the aftershocks, he pulled out briefly to reposition us. Before I knew it, he had me on my back, his cock pressing insistently at my entrance again.
"Ready for more?" he asked, a devilish grin on his face.
"Always," I replied, breathless but eager.
He thrust into me again, this time leaning down to capture one of my nipples in his mouth. His thrusts were slower now, more deliberate, as he lavished attention on my tits, sucking and nibbling until I was moaning incoherently.
"You like that, don't you?" he muttered around my nipple.
"Yes," I gasped. "Fuck, that feels so good."
Tom moved to my other nipple, his hips snapping faster as he sucked and licked. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, needing every inch of him inside me. His cock hit that perfect spot with every thrust, sending sparks of pleasure radiating through me.
"You're gonna make me cum again," I whimpered, feeling the pressure building.
"Do it," he growled, his hips driving into me with increased urgency. "Cum all over my cock."
His words made everything more intense. I was right on the edge; the sensation was too much, yet not enough at once. With a final, powerful thrust, Tom sent me tumbling over, my orgasm washing over me in a blinding wave of ecstasy. My pussy clenched hard around him, and I felt him follow, his cock pulsing as he came deep inside the condom.
We collapsed together, panting and utterly spent. Tom rolled over, pulling me into his arms, sticky with sweat and satisfaction. I snuggled into his chest, reveling in the afterglow.
"Holy fuck," I breathed out, still trying to catch my breath.
Tom's laugh was both exhausted and satisfied.
We lay there for a moment, basking in the aftermath. It was a perfect ending to an incredibly intense session—until Tom opened his mouth again.
"So," he said, voice teasing, "up for round two?"
I smacked his chest lightly, laughing. "You're insatiable."
He grinned that cocky grin I both loved and hated. "Only for you, Sara. Only for you."
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