I pat her cheeks lightly, loving the color that they have changed into.
"Up, my good girl. You handled that very well." I instruct her.
She moves up off my lap, "Thank you, Sir." rushing past her lips as she does.
My grip on her hips makes her pause. I was not going to let her get back on the floor yet.
"You deserve a reward for taking your punishment so well." I hold my cock in my hand and she understand my intent.
"Yes, sir. Thank you sir." She tosses her leg over my lap to straddle me.
Teasing her entrance with my cock, I let her work it inside of her wet hole.
"Fuck.." I'm the one gasping in pleasure as her warmth envelopes me. I have to shut my eyes, it's so intense.
She lets out a little whimper of delight as she seats herself completely on my lap, her hands moving to my shoulders. Opening my eyes to view her beauty, I run my hands over her hips and gently grip her cheeks, making her moan as she begins to ride me.
"That's right, ride me and take your reward." I demand her, letting her use my cock anyway she wants to.
She rocks her hips, taking me fiercely. I'm loving the way she just abandons herself on top of my cock. She bobs up and down, her breasts bouncing in front of my face, teasing me to taste them, but this is her reward, not mine.
I feel her tensing on me as she leans forward, "Suck on them." She mewls, "Please sir."
Not wanting to refuse her, I take her nipple in my mouth, sucking and rolling the peak around my tongue.
"Aw.. fuck..." She whines out, making me release her nipple.
*Smack*
"AH!" She looks down at me in shock.
"Language...." I remind her.
She starts riding me harder and faster, a twisted smile on her face, saying she's planning on payback for that one. She starts moaning and moving at just the right pace that I can feel my own orgasm coming on.
"Sarina..." I gasp out and her little breathless laugh answers the question in my mind. She was trying to make me cum, so her reward would last longer.
I take a breath and focus, standing up while holding on to her. She squeals and grips on, even her vagina is holding on to me for dear life.
Fuck...fuck... Denver Broncos, San Francisco Forty-niners, Green Bay Packers.... I'm doing my best to not bust right now.
I flip her over, so I'm now on top and start rubbing her clit as I stroke myself slower inside of her.
She huffs and pouts, her plans foiled, but it lasts only a second as her face drops into one of ecstasy.
"Oh... Brian..." She gasps out as I feel her tighten on my cock. I speed up my thrusts and circle her clit with a matching rhythm, making each little cry she lets out fuel my fire.
I have her screaming out in release, her walls fluttering around my cock. I pull my cock from her as she whimpers in the aftermath of orgasm.
"Alright, back up on your knees. You've gotten your reward. Now, you get to lick my cock clean." I pat her ass, as she shakily gets up on her knees on the couch, and takes my cock in her hand.
Damn, there really is something about the way she licks me from base to tip that has my legs grow weak. She opens her mouth and engulfs the tip of my cock, sliding it back farther into her mouth. Her hollowed cheeks as she sucks it in, her little moans that are muffled from her mouth full of my cock... How the fuck am I supposed to let this just be about sex?
I throw my head back and groan as she gags, forcing more of my cock down her throat. I feel her neck muscles work, trying to swallow more of it. She comes back up for air with a cough, but dives right back on to it. I work my hand into her damp but drying hair, tugging on the handful I have.
She moans in response and starts going forcing more down her throat.
"Oh really? You like choking on cock?" I groan out, as she comes up for air.
"Yours." She's able to croak out before swallowing my cock again.
Her words soak in, and I go to tug her mouth off of me, but she resists.
"Sarina, I'm going to..." but she doesn't stop. She just takes as much as she can down her throat as I release throwing my head back, letting out a primal cry.
"Oh..." I groan looking down at her milking and swallowing every last bit that comes out.
She release my cock from her mouth with a sigh of satisfaction, that has me pulling her to her feet and kissing her deeply. I pull her with me to the bed and press her back against it. I trail my tongue all over her body and in between her thighs, until I have her screaming my name. I spend the rest of the night, bringing her back to that high, again and again. It's early in the morning when she starts to fall asleep, while I clean her up with a towel.
"Brian, get in bed with me." She says sleepily.
I chuckle and climb in under the sheets, wrapping her up in my arms. She nuzzles against my chest, taking deep breaths in, reminding me of how you smell something good and want a lungful of it to feel satiated. She relaxes with her head on my chest, as I close my eyes and enjoy this.
"I really like you, Brian." She mumbles.
"I really like you too, Sarina."
A knock on the door have us groaning.
"Still occupied!" I call out through the door. A grumble of apology can be heard before I roll back over pulling Sarina back into my arms. I snuggle my face into the crook of her neck, smelling and kissing it, while I do.
She hums in sleepy delight, wiggling her ass against me as she scoots closer. I grip her body tightly, preventing her from moving anymore.
"If you keep moving, I'll be moving back inside of you..." I say heavily into her ear.
She hum with desire and wiggles against my erection again.
"Very well." I grunt, sliding my hand down to touch her, where it's wet with desire. I lift her leg up, sliding my cock along her slick, lining myself up by feel. When I give a gentle thrust, she gasps, pressing herself backwards against me.
Sliding into her with slow, lazy strokes, I enjoy this sleepy haze of pleasure we're both in. I cup one of her breasts and play with her clit as I go, waking up as her breathing and sounds change.
I speed up my thrusts when I feel her tighten but I'm still moving lazily. Sarina grips onto my hand that is cupping her breast, holding it tightly as she comes undone on me again.
I roll her onto her stomach, kissing her back and neck as I continue, slow and lazy thrusts, until she comes on my cock again with me. We both just rolled back onto our sides like earlier and fell back asleep.
Only when the banging returns to the door, do we finally get up. I make sure she's covered, and go open the door, buck naked.
"What is it?" I ask Scott who scans me up and down and then peeks in the direction of the bed.
"Do you know who own the blue Hyundai Sonata in the parking lot?" Scott asks.
Sarina's head pops out of the blankets, "That's mine. What's the matter?"
Scott gives me a grim look, "You both may want to get dressed for this."
"We'll be out in just a minute." I shut the door and we hurry up to clean and dress ourselves.
We join Scott in the hall who motions us towards the exit and back entrance area.
"I didn't notice it, until I took the laundry out a little bit ago to put into the collection bin. I can go look on the cameras to see what happened .... but.." Scott directs out attention and Sarina gasps and covers her mouth in shock. Someone had vandalized her car and the hood was popped open among other obvious signs.
We go downstairs and see someone disconnected the battery terminals, and rummaged through her glove box, her center console and her trunk. Her windows were all broken, her paint scratched all over, her seats ripped up, cut wires sticking out everywhere. It was obviously intentional and Sarina was just standing there, tears in her eyes, shocked.
Trembling she sat on the asphalt and pulled out her phone, "Yes, I'd like to report a crime. My name is Sarina McNeal, yes. My car was vandalized and broken into.." She starts crying heavily, so I take the phone from her and finish speaking with the dispatcher who's sending someone over to take a statement and gather evidence.
Scott comes back out with a USB drive just as the police officer shows up.
He holds his hand out with the USB, "Here's a copy of the video feed showing this area of the parking lot. Let me know if I can help with anything else." He says before taking back off into the club.
The officer takes out his little tablet that has a USB port accessory attached, plugging it in and playing the video for us. What we see around three in the morning is two men exit a small pickup, dressed all in black. One immediately uses a bar and slides it under the hood, popping it open and disconnecting the battery. They then proceed to break in to the rest of the car, quickly going through everything. In less than five minutes they were back in the truck and off.
After answering some more questions to the police officer, we called her insurance company and then a tow truck to come and pick it up and take it to a shop. Lance gave me a call and asked if there was anything he could do, but when I told him the situation he went quiet.
"No one else had an issue? Just her car?"
"Yeah, doesn't sound like normal vandalism to me either." I respond to Lance quietly, as Sarina is speaking with the tow truck company.
"Do me and Lirael a favor, Brian, please?"
"Sure man. What's up?"
"When you go back in, Scott will open up my playroom. The little shelf on the right side of the bed has a three buttons under it. Remember it's right, left, right, left, middle, and that's if you're laying on the bed looking up at it. The top will open and you'll see what's in there. Take it and take her to her home, make sure there's no issues at her house. She can pack a bag and stay here at our place, or somewhere else, but until we find out what that's about..."
"I catch your drift, Lance. Just have to get her to agree." I look over and see Sarina walking over to me, a little more collected and still upset, but determined now.