Chapter 279
**Sara**
His other hand came down on my ass with a sharp slap, the sound echoing through the room. I yelped, the sting radiating through me, heightening every sensation. He did it again and again, each slap punctuated by a deep thrust, his balls slapping against my clit.
My breasts swung with each movement, my nipples brushing against the sheets, sending little jolts of pleasure through me.
Tom leaned down, his hand snaking around to grab one, squeezing and kneading, his fingers pinching my nipple.
"You like that?" Tom growled, his hips never stopping their relentless pace. "You like it rough, Sara."
"Fuck yes," I breathed, pushing back against him, meeting each thrust. "Harder, Tom. Fuck me harder."
He obliged, his cock slamming into me with renewed force. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, a raw, primal symphony that had me seeing stars.
Suddenly, Tom pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and desperate. Before I could protest, he flipped me over onto my back, spreading my legs wide. His eyes, dark and hungry, roamed over my body like a predator admiring its prey.
"Goddamn, Sara," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Your pussy is fucking gorgeous. All wet and swollen for me."
I smirked, propping myself up on my elbows. "And whose fault is that?"
He grinned wickedly, positioning himself between my legs. "Mine. All fucking mine."
With one swift thrust, he was back inside me, filling me completely. I moaned, my head falling back, my eyes fluttering closed.
"Eyes on me, Sara," Tom commanded, his voice sharp. "I want to see those beautiful eyes while I fuck you."
I forced my eyes open, meeting his gaze. The intensity in his eyes sent a shiver down my spine. This wasn't just fucking; this was a claim.
He began to move, his hips setting a punishing pace. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, building and building, pushing me closer to the edge.
"Fuck, Tom," I gasped, my fingers clutching at the sheets. "Your cock feels so fucking good."
He leaned down, capturing my lips in a fierce kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth, mirroring the movements of his cock. I kissed him back, our teeth clashing, our breaths mingling.
Breaking the kiss, Tom trailed his lips down my neck, his teeth nipping at my skin. I arched into him, my body begging for more. He continued his descent, his mouth finding my breast, sucking and biting my nipple until I was writhing beneath him.
Each suck, each nip of his teeth, had me writhing, pushing my hips up to meet his relentless thrusts. His cock filled me, stretched me, fucking me hard and deep, just like I wanted.
"Fuck, Tom," I gasped, my hands clawing at his back, pulling him closer. "More. Give me more."
He growled, his hips snapping against mine, driving his cock even deeper. His mouth moved to my other breast, lavishing it with the same torturous attention. I could feel my orgasm building, my pussy clenching around him, but I didn't want this to end. Not yet.
Suddenly, Tom pulled out, leaving me empty and aching. I whimpered in protest, but he just grinned, reaching over to the nightstand. I knew what he was grabbing, and my pussy throbbed in anticipation.
Tom turned back to me, vibrator in hand, that wicked grin still on his face. "You want more, Sara? You're going to get more."
He slammed his cock back into me, filling me up in one swift motion. I cried out, my back arching, my fingers digging into his shoulders. He leaned down, capturing my lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue fucking my mouth in time with his cock.
I felt the vibrator buzz to life, and then it was pressed against my clit, sending jolts of pleasure shooting through me. I moaned into Tom's mouth, my body trembling as he worked the vibrator in tight circles, his cock still pounding into me.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down to my breasts again, sucking and biting at my nipples. The combination of his mouth, his cock, and the vibrator was overwhelming. I could barely breathe, barely think. All I could do was feel.
Tom shifted, changing the angle of his thrusts, hitting that spot deep inside me that made my toes curl. I gasped, my hips bucking against him, chasing that elusive orgasm. He slapped my ass, the sting heightening the pleasure, pushing me closer to the edge.
"Come on, Sara," he growled, his voice ragged. "Let me hear you scream."
He fucked me harder, deeper, his hips slamming against mine, the vibrator relentless on my clit. I was so close, so fucking close.
Tom's mouth found mine again, his teeth sinking into my lower lip. That bite of pain was all it took. My orgasm hit me like a freight train, my body convulsing, my pussy clamping down on his cock. I screamed his name, not giving a fuck who heard.
Tom groaned, his body tensing as he found his own release. He collapsed on top of me, his breath ragged, his heart pounding against mine. The vibrator slipped from his hand, falling silent on the bed beside us.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths mingling. Tom's cock was still inside me, and I could feel the occasional aftershock of pleasure rippling through me.
Finally, Tom rolled off me, disposing of the condom before pulling me into his arms. I snuggled against his chest, a contented sigh escaping my lips.
"Fuck, Sara," he murmured, his voice hoarse. "That was... fuck."
I laughed, looking up at him. "Yeah, it was."
Tom's fingers traced lazy patterns on my back as we lay there, our bodies still tingling from the aftermath. The sheets were a mess, tangled around our legs, and I could feel the delicious soreness setting in.
"So," I murmured against his chest, "when are you planning to buy that mansion you mentioned?"
His hand stilled on my back. "Why? Have you been thinking about it?"
"Just curious. Have you looked at any places yet?"
Tom's chest rumbled with laughter. "Are you fishing for information? Or are you perhaps considering moving in with me?"
I pushed myself up on my elbow, giving him my best unimpressed look. "In your dreams, Professor. I'm not moving in with you."
Tom chuckled, his fingers tracing patterns on my hip. "You're so stubborn. Fine, don't move in. But would you at least come look at some mansions with me?"
I frowned, pushing my hair out of my face. "And why exactly do I need to go mansion hunting with you? What's your angle here?"
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