Lust in Ecstasy: Love, Lies and Revenge
Chapter 50: No Strings Attached.3[18+]

Chapter 50: No Strings Attached.3[18+]

She continued riding my dick sensually as I began switching in between her boobs and sucking on them my tongue flicking on her nipples, making sure they both got enough attention.

After riding me for a while, I told her to lay next to me. I made her face away from me as she laid on her side, I layed behind her, and raised her leg.

Finding her pussy entrance and began thrusting in and out. She boobs going in circular motions. But finding a rhythm was a bit difficult because of the position so after a while she laid on her stomach and we got intiva collapsed doggy position.

Thrusting hard from behind, she pushed back against me meeting my thrusts. She looked back at me, her eyes still needy as she moaned.

"Yes, fuck me just like that please don’t stop,"

I flipped her over again, putting us in missionary. And began thrusting into her aggressively, increasing my pace as I felt my orgasm building up with each thrust.

Her body was squirming underneath me as she barely managed to cope with the pleasure. She arced her back, spreading her legs apart wider, inviting me in more and more.

Her pussy walls tightly massaging my dick with each thrust into her and I could feel she was nearing her climax too.

"I’m gonna cum baby, keep fucking me like that you’re gonna make me cum," she screamed out.

Gradually, Increased my pace... Thrusting my hip back and forth as she also raised her hips meeting my movements.

Our bodies becoming one momentarily as waves of pleasure began flowing throughout our bodies as we both reached a crazy and wild orgasm, her eyes rolled up, showing only the white.

Her hands gripping the bedsheet, her legs shaking intensely as the orgasm ravaged her body.

After a while, I collapsed beside her, chest rising and falling as I tried to catch my breath. My body was spent, but my mind was still processing everything.

I turned my head to look at her. Her eyes were closed, her breathing slow and steady—she almost looked like she had fallen asleep.

"You okay?" I finally broke the silence.

She opened her eyes lazily and smirked. "You just put me in three different positions, and you’re asking if I’m okay?" Her voice was teasing, but I could hear the exhaustion beneath it.

I chuckled. "Fair enough."

Silence settled between us again, only filled by the sound of our breathing. Then, she shifted closer, her bare skin brushing against mine. Her fingers traced absent-minded patterns across my chest before settling on my side. I felt the soft pressure of her breasts against my arm as she sighed, pulling me into a warm embrace.

"This is nice," she murmured.

My body tensed slightly. This wasn’t supposed to happen. She was supposed to get up, get dressed, and leave. No attachments. No unnecessary emotions. But now she was lying here, holding onto me, saying things like this is nice—and my thoughts started racing.

I wasn’t sure how to respond, so I settled on the truth.

"You should know I suck at bed talk," I said casually.

She let out a small laugh. "You don’t say. I like it, though."

She lifted her head slightly, resting it on my chest, her fingers still tracing light patterns on my skin. "The only other person I’ve been with wouldn’t shut up about how amazing he was in bed. At least you don’t brag, even though you probably should," she added with a grin.

I smirked. "So what you’re saying is, I’m better?"

She laughed again, shaking her head. "Modest and cocky—interesting combination."

I chuckled, staring at the ceiling. I still didn’t know what to make of this moment, but for now, I let it be.

Another moment of silence passed before she spoke again.

"I’ll be leaving for school later this week," she said, her voice softer now. "Not sure when I’ll be coming back here, so... let’s do this again before I go?"

I glanced down at her, trying to gauge what she meant. "Uh... like now?"

She rolled her eyes, a teasing smirk on her lips. "Not now, dummy. I’m exhausted." She stretched slightly before nestling back against me. "But you never know with me."

I chuckled. "Noted."

She grinned but didn’t say anything else, just let her fingers lazily trace along my skin. I could feel the warmth of her body against mine, the weight of the moment settling in.

She let out a soft sigh, her fingers still tracing random patterns on my chest. "You’re thinking too much again," she murmured.

I exhaled through my nose, a small smirk forming. "Yeah? And what exactly am I thinking about?"

She tilted her head up slightly, her eyes meeting mine. "You’re trying to figure out what this means. Trying to decide if you should feel guilty, or if you should keep your distance. Am I right?"

I hesitated, then shrugged. "Maybe."

She chuckled, shaking her head. "Relax. You’re not leading me on. I told you already, I’m not expecting anything from you. I just wanted this."

That should’ve reassured me. It didn’t.

I stared at the ceiling, my mind still spinning. This wasn’t supposed to be complicated. No strings, no attachments. That was the unspoken agreement.

But why did I feel like I was breaking some invisible rule?

She shifted, pressing a soft kiss to my chest before propping herself up on her elbow. "You know, for someone who claims to be bad at bed talk, you’re pretty fun to mess with."

I smirked. "I do what I can."

She laughed, then stretched her arms above her head. "I should probably get up before I fall asleep here."

I nodded, but I didn’t move. Neither did she.

Minutes passed, and neither of us seemed in a hurry to change anything and honestly I couldn’t possibly blame her. This was a very warm and cozy position to be in.

Maybe that was the problem.