Chapter 288

**Sara**

"Still planning that wild party?" he murmured against my lips.
"Maybe." I rolled my hips, drawing a sharp breath from him. "Depends on how well you convince me not to."
His hands slid under my skirt. "Challenge accepted."
I gasped as his fingers found their target, sliding beneath my panties to stroke my already wet pussy.
"Fuck, Sara," Tom groaned, his breath hot against my neck. "You're so damn wet."
"Shut up and keep going," I panted, grinding against his hand. His fingers circled my clit, sending jolts of pleasure through me.
"I miss this when I'm in Australia," he murmured huskily. "Miss you."
"Just my pussy?" I teased, though my voice was breathless.
"All of you." His fingers slid inside me, making me gasp. "Your smart mouth, your laugh, your fucking gorgeous tits." He leaned down, nipping at my breast through my shirt. "I want to take you with me."
"Mmm, sounds nice." I arched into his touch. "But I just started my job. Can't exactly ask for time off to fuck my boyfriend in Australia."
"Boyfriend, huh?" His thumb circled my clit, making me see stars. "I like the sound of that."
"Shut up and make me come," I demanded, bucking against his hand.
Tom chuckled, his fingers moving faster, hitting that perfect spot inside me. "So demanding."
"You love it." I dug my nails into his shoulders, feeling the tension build.
"I do." He kissed me hard, his tongue mimicking the movements of his fingers.
I moaned into his mouth, my body trembling as I got closer. "Fuck, Tom," I gasped, breaking the kiss. "I'm so close."
"Come for me, Sara," he commanded, his voice low and dominant.
That was all it took. I cried out, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over me.
Tom held me tight, his fingers still moving gently, riding out the aftershocks with me. "You're beautiful when you come," he murmured, pressing soft kisses to my neck.
I laughed, still breathless. "You're not so bad yourself."
"True. And just think, you'll have to wait a whole week to feel this again." His fingers curled inside me, sending a shiver down my spine.
"Asshole," I muttered. "Guess I'll just have to make the most of tonight then."
"I like the way you think." Tom withdrew his fingers, making me whimper at the loss. He brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean. "Fuck, you taste good."
I watched him, my heart pounding. This man was going to be the death of me. "Your turn," I said, reaching for his belt.
Tom caught my wrists, stopping me. "Not yet." He stood up, lifting me with him.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his hard cock press against me.
"Where are we going?" I asked as he carried me down the hall.
"Bedroom," he grunted. "I want you spread out on my bed, naked and begging for my cock."
His words sent a thrill through me. "Who says I'll beg?"
Tom kicked open the bedroom door, tossing me onto the bed. I bounced, laughing, as he started stripping off his clothes. "You will," he promised, his voice dark with desire. "You'll beg for my cock, beg to come. And when you do, it'll be my name on your lips."
I propped myself up on my elbows, watching as he revealed his muscular body. "Big words, Professor."
He smirked, climbing onto the bed, his big cock jutting out proudly. "I always follow through on my promises, Sara." He grabbed my ankles, pulling me down the bed until I was flat on my back.
I gasped as he flipped up my skirt, exposing my soaked panties. "Tom," I started, but he cut me off.
"Shh," he hushed, running his hands up my thighs. "Just lie back and enjoy."
He hooked his fingers into my panties, pulling them down and off.
I squirmed, feeling exposed under his intense gaze. "Tom," I whined, trying to close my legs.
"Uh-uh," he tsked, holding them open. "I want to see you. All of you." He leaned down, his breath hot on my pussy. "Fuck, you're gorgeous."
I blushed, trying to wiggle away. Tom held me firm, his fingers digging into my hips. "None of that," he growled. "You're mine, Sara. Every inch of you."
His words sent a shiver down my spine. I relaxed, giving in to his touch. Tom smiled, his eyes never leaving mine as he leaned down, his tongue flicking out to taste me.
I moaned, my hips bucking off the bed. Tom smiled, his hands holding me down as he started to eat me out. His tongue was relentless, licking and sucking, driving me wild.
"Fuck, Tom," I gasped, my fingers tangling in his hair. "That feels so good."
He hummed against me, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. I was close, so close. But just as I was about to come, Tom pulled back.
"What the fuck?" I cried, glaring down at him.
He grinned, his face glistening with my juices. "I told you. You're going to beg."
I growled, trying to pull him back down. "Please, Tom. Make me come."
He laughed, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my thighs. "Not good enough."
"Please," I begged, not caring about my pride anymore. "I need you. Need your cock. Please fuck me."
Tom's eyes darkened, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Well, since you asked so nicely."
He grabbed the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head in one swift motion. My hair cascaded down, tickling my bare shoulders.
Tom's gaze dropped to my breasts, still covered by my lacy bra. He reached out, cupping them in his hands, his thumbs brushing over my nipples through the fabric.
"Fuck, Sara," he groaned, his voice husky. "You have no idea what you do to me."
I arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping my lips. "Show me."
He didn't need any more encouragement. He reached around, unhooking my bra with a flick of his fingers. My breasts spilled out, and Tom's eyes widened, his breath hitching. He leaned down, capturing one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. I cried out, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
"God, yes," I gasped as he moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. His hands roamed over my body, squeezing and caressing, driving me wild.
He pulled back, his breath ragged. "Need to be inside you," he growled, reaching for the nightstand. He pulled out a condom, tearing open the packet with his teeth. I watched, my heart pounding, as he rolled it onto his thick cock.
He grabbed my hips, flipping me onto my stomach. I let out a surprised yelp, but he just chuckled, pulling my ass up into the air. His hand came down hard on my ass cheek, making me jump.
"Hey!" I protested, looking back at him.
He just grinned, rubbing the sting away. "Just admiring the view," he said, his voice thick with desire.
Before I could come up with a snarky retort, he grabbed my hips and thrust into me, filling me completely. I cried out, my fingers clutching at the sheets. He didn't give me time to adjust, just started fucking me hard and fast, his hips slapping against my ass.
"Fuck, Tom," I gasped, my body rocking with each thrust. He was relentless, his cock hitting that spot deep inside me that made my toes curl.
He leaned over me, his hands finding my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples. His lips found my ear, his breath hot and ragged. "You feel so fucking good, Sara," he groaned. "So tight, so wet."
I moaned, pushing back against him, meeting each thrust. He was fucking me like a man possessed like he couldn't get enough. And god, I loved it.
Suddenly, he pulled out, making me whimper at the loss. But before I could protest, he flipped me onto my back, hooking my legs over his shoulders. He thrust back into me, his eyes locked onto mine.
"Want to see you," he grunted, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. "Want to watch you come."
I bit my lip, my body on fire. He was so deep like this, hitting spots I didn't even know existed. I could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein of his cock. It was intense, almost too much. But god, I didn't want him to stop.
He leaned down, capturing my lips in a fierce kiss. His tongue fucked my mouth in time with his cock, making me dizzy with pleasure. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing.
Tom pulled back, his eyes locked onto mine. "Come for me, Sara," he commanded. "Let me see you come all over my cock."
His words pushed me over the edge. I cried out, my body convulsing, my pussy clenching around him. He groaned, his hips moving faster, chasing his own release.
I watched him through half-lidded eyes, his face contorted with pleasure. He was fucking me like a man on a mission like he couldn't get enough. And god, it was hot.
With a final thrust, he came, his body shuddering, his cock pulsing inside me. He collapsed on top of me, his breath ragged, his body slick with sweat.
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