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positions and places in the pool. At one point I’m braced against the side with my arms as he fucks me from behind. At another point we move to the shallow end so that he’s waist-deep in the water. I float on my back, my legs draped over his shoulders, as he fucks me so deep. With the water holding me up, I feel like I’m in a sensory deprivation tank or having some sort of out-of-body experience. The only sensation is the blissful motion of his cock inside me. That is, until I come, and the ecstasy rolls through every inch of my body, from my curled toes down to the crown of my head, and I thrash and scream in the water.
    After my fifth orgasm, I climb back up his body as he’s still inside me. I look into his eyes and pant, still coming down from the pleasure. “What do you want? I want to make you come – what do you want?”
    He looks me in the eyes, and that hard, animal need is there again. The same look of pain and desire from the plane.
    “I want to come in your mouth.”
    I breathe in sharply, both turned on and a little shocked. “Okay… can we go inside?”
    He walks us both up out of the pool, his cock still inside me, his arms supporting me under my ass. I circle his body with my legs. We kiss as he walks us, dripping with water, from the pool into the penthouse. Every step he takes is another little movement of his cock, a mini-thrust inside me.
    Once we’re in the bedroom he slowly raises me off him, his cock sliding out of me. He sets me on my feet and I kneel down in front of him on the plush carpet.
    Jesus, from this angle he looks absolutely humongous. When I went down on him in the office, I wasn’t positioned like this. I might have gotten myself into more than I bargained for…
    I take his shaft lightly in my hand and lick the underside of his cock. It spasms and lifts a few centimeters, fighting against my grasp.
    Mmm… I like that.
    I lick again, like I’m holding an ice cream cone in my hand. My hand trails slowly down to the base of his shaft, and I begin to caress and tickle his balls, which are tight against his body.
    He’s breathing heavily. I can tell he likes it.
    I open my mouth wide and take his whole head in. It presses hot and swollen against my lips. I stick my tongue out and lick that tiny ridge of skin on the underside of the head, and his cock pulses again. I feel him swell up briefly, and I can taste the tiniest bit of his salty pre-cum.
    He groans and tilts his head back.
    I move my head up and down, taking in a little bit more of him each time – although we’re talking centimeters, not inches. He’s too big for me to go far. I’m not a porn star. At one point I get a little too ambitious and start to gag, and he murmurs, “I want you to like it. Do it so you like it.”
    With that permission, I start sucking him for my own pleasure, only going so far down and no more. I close my eyes and feel the slickness of his soft skin in my mouth. The skin is soft, but his cock is incredibly hard. I love how it’s so firm, like a ripe piece of fruit about to burst with salty juices.
    “Play with yourself,” he growls, obviously trying to keep control.
    I open my eyes and look up at him. The eye contact is hot.
    “Play with your clit while you suck me,” he orders.
    I comply. I reach between my legs with my free hand and start to stroke my clit. It feels good, but not as good as when he’s touching me.
    I think he senses that, and he starts talking.
    “Jesus… your mouth on my cock feels so good… I love the way you suck me, Eve… I want to just throw you down on the bed and fuck you… just slide inside you and fuck you, make you come… I want to make you come all over me… I want you to come all over my cock, buried deep inside you… I want to hear you scream… I want to make you come so hard, so deep, so much, that it never stops…”
    Oh.
    Suddenly I’m enjoying touching myself a lot more.
    He keeps going. I close my eyes and keep sucking on his cock,