Chapter 236
**Sara**
Tom's hips stilled as he let me ride out the waves of pleasure rippling through my body. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, and I knew he was holding on by a thread.
"Fuck, Sara," he grunted, his voice strained. "You feel so damn good."
"So do you," I breathed, my head falling back as I basked in the aftershocks. "Don't stop."
As if in response, he started moving again, his hips snapping forward as he picked up right where we'd left off. His hands squeezed my ass, massaging and spreading my cheeks as he thrust into me from below.
The angle was perfect, hitting that sweet spot deep inside that made my toes curl. I could feel the tension building again, a delicious coil of pleasure in my core, ready to spring free at any moment.
But Tom had other plans. With a swift move, he pulled out of me, leaving me gasping at the sudden emptiness. Before I could protest, he turned me around, bending me over the balcony railing. The cool metal pressed against my hot skin, heightening the sensation as he spread my legs wide.
"What are you doing?" I panted, my heart pounding with anticipation.
"Just a little change of pace," he replied huskily. "Hold on."
And then I felt his tongue on me. He licked me from behind, slow and deliberate strokes that sent shivers up my spine. His hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as he feasted on my pussy like a man starved.
"Oh my god," I moaned, my knees threatening to buckle. "Tom, don't stop."
He hummed in response, the vibration sending electric shocks straight to my clit. His tongue danced over my sensitive bud, circling and flicking it relentlessly. He slipped two fingers inside me, pumping them in and out in sync with his tongue's movements on my clit.
I gripped the railing, my knuckles white as I tried to keep my balance. The night air did little to cool the burning fire between my legs. Tom's tongue and fingers worked their magic, driving me closer and closer to the edge.
And then he slapped my ass. The sound echoed off the balcony walls, making me jump at the sudden sting.
"Oh!" I cried out, equal parts surprised and aroused. "You naughty boy."
"Like that, do you?" He delivered another slap, this one harder than the last.
"Yes!" I hissed, my back arching as pleasure and pain mixed deliciously. "Do it again."
He obliged, spanking me several more times until my ass cheeks were burning hot. Each slap made my pussy clench tighter around his fingers, adding fuel to the fire he'd ignited.
"Please, Tom," I begged, my voice hoarse. "Fuck me."
He stopped his tongue's assault and pulled his fingers out of me, eliciting a whimper of protest from my lips. "With pleasure," he growled, his voice thick with arousal.
I felt the head of his cock nudging at my entrance, and I pushed back against him, eager to take him in. He slid into me with one smooth thrust, filling me completely.
His hands gripped my hips, pulling me back onto him as he started to move. His cock pistoned in and out of my pussy, each thrust hitting my G-spot with precision. The sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the night air, along with our moans and gasps.
"Fuck, you feel so tight," Tom groaned, his hips snapping forward with force. "Take it, Sara. Take all of me."
"More," I demanded, my hands gripping the railing for support. "Harder, Tom."
He didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed my hips roughly and started pounding into me with wild abandon. Each thrust pushed me further against the railing, and I gripped it tighter, my knuckles turning white.
"Fuck, yes," I groaned, my breath coming in ragged gasps. The sensation was incredible—his cock filling me completely, the cool metal of the railing pressing against my breasts. My body rocked with each thrust, the pleasure building to a fever pitch.
Tom's hands moved from my hips to my breasts, squeezing and kneading them with a roughness that sent jolts of pleasure straight to my clit. His fingers found my nipples, twisting and tugging them until I thought I might go insane from the combined sensations.
"God, you're so fucking sexy," he growled, his breath hot against my ear. "Your tits... I could play with them all night."
I moaned in response, too lost in the feelings coursing through me to form coherent words. His cock slammed into me, deep and hard, and I could feel myself getting closer to the edge.
Tom seemed to sense it, too. His hands left my breasts and moved back to my hips, pulling me onto him with even more force. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the night air, mingling with our gasps and moans.
"Come for me, Sara," he demanded, his voice rough. "I want to feel you come all over my cock."
His words thrilled me, pushing me even closer to the brink. My pussy clenched around him, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level.
"Fuck, Tom," I gasped, my nails digging into the railing. "I'm so close..."
He reached around to my clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. The touch sent electric shocks through my body, and I felt the orgasm hit me like a freight train.
I screamed his name as the pleasure crashed over me, my body shaking and trembling with the force of it. Tom didn't stop, fucking me through the waves of pleasure until I was a quivering, breathless mess.
"Good girl," he murmured, his voice thick with arousal. "You look so fucking gorgeous when you come."
He continued to thrust into me, his movements becoming more erratic as he neared his own climax. His hands gripped my hips tighter, his cock driving into me with a desperation that sent another wave of pleasure coursing through my body.
"Fuck, I'm gonna come," he groaned, his breath coming in short gasps. "Sara..."
He slammed into me one final time, and I felt him tense as he reached his peak. His cock twitched inside me, and I could feel his hot release filling the condom.
For a moment, we stayed like that—his cock buried deep inside me, our bodies pressed together. The night air cooled our heated skin, and I basked in the afterglow of our explosive encounter.
Eventually, Tom pulled out of me, both of us gasping for breath. He removed the condom with a deft movement and tossed it into a nearby trash can, then wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close.
"Damn," he said, his voice low and satisfied. "That was intense."
I laughed, the sound breathless. "That's one way to put it."
He kissed my forehead, his lips gentle against my skin. "You okay?"
I nodded, smiling up at him. "Better than okay. That was incredible."
"I'm glad you think so," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Because I've got plenty more ideas for how we can spend the rest of the night."
"Oh really?" I raised an eyebrow, feeling a thrill of anticipation. "Care to share any of them?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered, "How about a bubble bath? I've always wanted to see you naked and covered in bubbles."
I shivered at the thought, a slow smile spreading across my face. "Well, when you put it that way..."
"Come on," he said, taking my hand and leading me back inside. "Let's make it a night to remember."
As we walked back into the mansion, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. With Tom, I knew the possibilities were endless—and I was eager to explore every single one.
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