A Week Of Pleasure – Part 4

"On their last night together Sophie decides to give James complete control"

The week had passed quickly, too quickly in my opinion. But it had been one hell of a week. James and I had christened almost every surface of the suite, including the kitchen counter, the small table, the shower, the wall, even the floor at one point. But most of all, the bed.

That’s where we were now. I was rolled up in the covers while James tugged at them.

“Sophie, come on. Give me some of the covers. I’m naked over here.”

I opened one eye and peered over at him. “I noticed.” I snuggled deeper into the covers. It might be childish but he’d brought it on himself. He shouldn’t have tickled me. He also deserved the kick to the stomach I’d given him in order to get away.

I felt him get up but didn’t realise what he was doing until the covers were ripped away and the cool air caressed my body. My very naked body.

Grumbling, I grabbed a couple of pillows to cover myself and watched him wrap the covers around himself.

“That wasn’t very gentlemanly.”

“You should know by now that I’m no gentleman.” He started crawling up the bed until his face was hovering above mine. “Maybe you need more proof.”

I smiled. “Maybe I do.” I closed the gap between us and captured his lips with mine.

As his lips moved over mine, I felt him tug away the pillows that covered me. His hands roamed over my body with slow, gentle touches. He was always careful with me, never doing anything that he was worried I wouldn’t be comfortable with. But it was our last day together. I’d been trying not to show how much that upset me but I thought I could give him one thing. Control.

I broke the kiss and trailed small kisses along his jaw to his ear, where I whispered, “No more holding back.” He jerked back in surprise but I smiled and stroked his cheek. “You think I didn’t notice? I know you were holding back because I was new to all this, but I’m not anymore. It’s our la… our last day together. So please, no holding back.” I finished despite the catch in my throat and he smiled tenderly before bringing his lips to mine.

“Okay.” He breathed against my lips and then the kiss turned hungry. When his hand brushed against my core, I gasped and he took the opportunity to dart his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues fought for control and he quickly won, letting out a very satisfied sigh.

While his right hand supported his weight, James put the other on my pussy. When he felt the wetness there, he groaned into my mouth and thrust two digits inside me. He pumped them in and out while his thumb worked my clit. I moaned as the pleasure increased and buried my fingers in his hair as he kissed and sucked his way down to my already hard nipples.

When his tongue darted out for a taste, I tightened my hands in his hair and arched up towards him.

He took the hint and closed his mouth around my nipple, sucking and biting before moving onto the next one.

I could tell he was still holding back, making sure I was completely ready, but I told him not to. So when I reached down and grasped his cock, he met my eyes and I said, “No hesitation.”

He studied me for a moment before suddenly surging forward and pinning my hands above my head. He thrust his hips forwards and buried his cock inside me. My lips parted on a silent gasp as he stretched me to the limit.

He started pumping his hips back and forth, never faltering in his fast pace. I heard the slap of our hips meeting and felt his balls press against me with each thrust. I met his eyes as he pumped into me and got even more turned on by the look I saw. His jaw was clenched against the soft grunts that escaped him and the look in his eyes was one of pure hunger and lust.

I felt myself getting close but suddenly he pulled out and flipped me onto all fours. He was only out of me for a second before driving deep again.

James reached forward and tangled his hand in my hair, pulling gently so I arched back. He continued to pound my pussy while also spanking my ass. I moaned at the mix of pleasure and pain and this encouraged him to keep going, his slaps being less hesitant.
I could feel myself reaching my climax and it seemed James could, too, because the spanking stopped and I felt a slight pressure against my asshole. He shoved his thumb in and that was enough to push me over the edge.

I screamed his name as I came, rocking my hips back into his to prolong my orgasm. I fell forward, my chest hitting the bed as tremors racked my body but James kept my hips up and continued thrusting until he too came. He buried his cock deep inside me and, with his hips jerking and balls slapping against my clit, he pumped his seed into me.

I fell to the side and he dropped to his, so we were facing each other. He cupped my cheek and pressed a kiss to my forehead and then my lips. “Thank you,” he said.

“No, thank you.”

He smiled. “It was the perfect way to say goodbye.” I felt tears blur my vision and he pulled me closer, burying my head against his chest. “Hey, none of that. It’s not forever, you know that.”

I nodded and held him closer, hoping he was right.