木屋赌约

The conference room still smelled like burnt coffee and egos when Elena slammed her briefcase shut. Across the polished oak table, Marcus leaned back in his chair, that infuriating half-smirk on his lips. Both thirty, both undefeated in court this year, and both sick of the other’s face.

“Fine,” Elena said, voice sharp. “If I win the Henderson merger, you spend the entire weekend at my cabin. No phone, no excuses. You cook, you clean, you shut up.”

马库斯乌黑的眼睛闪闪发亮。“如果我赢了，同样的约定，在我湖边的房子。不过，让我们来点刺激的。输家服从每一个命令。没有限制。”

Elena’s pulse jumped. She told herself it was just adrenaline. “Deal.”

They shook on it like professionals. Neither admitted how long they’d both been imagining the other naked and desperate.

Marcus won.

判决于周五下午下达。埃琳娜穿着紧身海军蓝套装站在法院外，高跟鞋在台阶上咔嗒作响，这时他的短信点亮了她的手机。

“Pack light. You won’t be wearing much. My car in ten.”

The luxury cabin sat on a private stretch of lake, all glass and dark wood. When they arrived, the sun was already bleeding gold across the water. Marcus dropped their bags inside, then turned to her with a slow smile that made her thighs clench.

“Strip, counselor.”

Elena’s breath caught. “Right now?”

“You lost the bet.” His voice dropped, rougher. “Take everything off. Slowly. I want to watch.”

She swallowed hard, fingers trembling just a little as she unzipped her skirt. The silk blouse followed. Bra. Panties. Until she stood completely naked in the open living room, nipples already tight from the cool air and the heat of his stare.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Marcus muttered, stepping close. He cupped one breast, thumb brushing the stiff peak until she gasped. “Been wanting to do this since the first time you argued against me in depositions.”

“Then stop talking and do it,” she shot back, voice breathy.

He laughed low, then kissed her—hard, claiming. His tongue slid against hers while his hand dipped between her legs. Two thick fingers stroked along her pussy lips, finding her already slick.

“Wet for me already? Naughty little rival.”

“Shut up and finger me,” Elena hissed, hips rolling against his hand.

Marcus obliged, sinking two fingers deep inside her while his thumb circled her swollen clit. The wet, filthy sounds filled the cabin. She grabbed his shoulders, moaning into his mouth as he pumped faster, curling just right against that sensitive spot inside her.

“Oh god… right there… don’t stop—”

Her first orgasm hit fast and sharp. She cried out, pussy clenching hard around his fingers, a hot gush of cream coating his hand. Marcus kept stroking her through it, drawing it out until her knees buckled.

He carried her to the bedroom, stripped off his own clothes, and laid her on the huge king bed. His cock was thick, veined, already leaking at the tip. Elena licked her lips.

“On your back. Legs open. I want to taste how sweet that victory pussy is.”

She spread for him, trembling. Marcus settled between her thighs, inhaled her scent, then dragged his tongue slowly from her dripping entrance up to her throbbing clit. Elena arched with a broken moan.

“马库斯……操……你的舌头——”

He licked and sucked like a man starved, two fingers back inside her, fucking her in rhythm while he latched onto her clit. The second climax rolled through her even harder. Her thighs shook around his head as she flooded his mouth with slick, creamy juice. He drank every drop, groaning against her folds.

Before she could catch her breath he climbed up, cock nudging her soaked entrance.

“告诉我你想要。”

“我要你的鸡巴。狠狠操我，操到最深处。把我填满。”

He thrust in one smooth stroke, burying himself to the balls. Both of them groaned at the tight, wet heat. Marcus started moving—long, powerful strokes that made her breasts bounce and the headboard knock against the wall.

“妈的，你里面爽死了，”他喘着粗气，胸口已经沁出汗珠。“又紧又滑，裹得我受不了。”

Elena wrapped her legs around his waist, nails digging into his back. “Harder. Make me cum again. I want to feel you pulsing inside me.”

He gave her exactly what she begged for. The wet slap of skin on skin grew frantic. Every thrust pushed her closer. When he reached down and rubbed tight circles over her clit, she shattered.

“Marcus! I’m cumming—oh fuck I’m cumming so hard!”

Her pussy spasmed wildly, milking his cock in rhythmic squeezes. A fresh rush of her cream squirted around his shaft, soaking his balls and the sheets beneath them. The sight and feel of it pushed him over.

“Fuck, Elena—here it comes—”

他狠狠插到底，爆发了。又浓又烫的精液一股股灌满她紧绞的骚穴，多到立刻溢出来，奶白色的液体随着每一次抽动从他鸡巴周围渗出来。他继续磨着，把最后一滴都顶进她体内，直到两人都浑身发抖、喘不过气来。

They didn’t stop all weekend.

周六早上，他又用嘴贴在她的小穴上把她弄醒，舔掉她肉缝里他自己干涸的精液，然后在淋浴间里把她操得神志不清。那天下午，在俯瞰湖面的露台上，他把她按在栏杆上弯下腰，从后面进入她，鸟鸣声掠过水面。每一次抽插都让更多他们混合的淫液顺着她的大腿滴落。

到周日晚上，他们已经数不清她高潮了多少次。最后一次是在沙发上她以反向女上位骑着他时到来的，他的双手抓着她的屁股，把她掰得很开，好让他看着自己的鸡巴消失在她肿胀、充满精液的小穴里。

“God, look at that creamy mess,” he groaned. “You’re overflowing with my loads.”

Elena’s head fell back, voice hoarse from screaming. “Give me one more… fill me again… please—”

She came with a long, shuddering cry, pussy gushing around him. Marcus followed instantly, pumping another heavy flood of cum deep inside her until it bubbled back out and ran in thick rivulets down his shaft.

他们一起瘫倒，浑身是汗，黏糊糊的，彻底精疲力竭。

Marcus brushed damp hair from her face, voice soft for the first time all weekend.

“So… truce?”

Elena smiled, still feeling him leaking out of her.

“Only if we do this again next month. Different case. Same bet.”

He laughed and pulled her closer, already half-hard again against her thigh.

“Deal.”