Zack's head fell back against the headboard with a sharp groan as Anna envelops him completely. The feeling of her tight heat surrounding his cock is almost overwhelming, and he must grip the light purple bedsheets to keep from thrusting up into her immediately." Fuck, Anna– you can't just sit there like that," he pants out, his voice strained with pleasure. "You feel too good– I am not going to last if you don't move." His hands slid up to cup er breasts, thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples while trying to maintain for semblance of control. "Next question, what were the key alliances involved in the cold war?" Anna asked, trying to sound serious still, despite her current position on top of Zack. The combination of being inside her while answering her question is driving Zack absolutely insane. "The key alliances," he says between gritted teeth, forcing himself to focus through the haze of arousal clouding his mind. "The United States formed NATO with Western European countries and Canada. The Soviets created the Warsaw Pact with Eastern European notions."
"Correct," Anna said and started moving her hips slowly and torturously. "What were the four major conflicts that occurred during the cold war?" Zack's breath hitches as Anna begins moving above him, each slow rotation of her hips sending sparks of pleasure through his entire system. The sight of her riding him so confidently while asking complex questions is beyond anything he could have imagined. "The four major conflicts," he managed to grit out, his fingers digging into her hips harder. "Korea, Vietnam, Afghanistan- of fuck" His hips jerk upward involuntarily as she hits a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Sweat beads on his forehead from the effort of focusing through the intense physical sensations. "And the Cuban Missile Crisis," he finishes quickly before losing all train of thoughts completely. "Anna- please don't stop moving like that," he pleads. His hands slide up to grip her waist possessively, trying to guide her rhythm even though every nerve ending is screaming for more. The way her pussy contracts around him with each movement is driving him absolutely wild.
"Nope, not Afghanistan. Try again," Anna said and slowed her movements slightly. Zack lets out a frustrated groan at her correction, his forehead falling forward against her shoulder. "Afghanistan wasn't during the Cold War period specifically– fuck, you are killing me here," he complains, frustration edged on his face and his tone of voice. His hands tighten on her hips desperately as she slows her movements even more. The deliberate teasing is torture compared to how badly he needs to pound into her right now. "Bay of Pigs invasion," he says quickly, hoping that is the correct answer so she will speed up again. "Suez Crisis– wait, that was before the official start of the Cold War." He growls in frustration, the pressure building in his balls becoming unbearable. "Give me a hint- there were only three major military confrontations beside Korea and Cuba."
Anna leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Berlin. How about a bonus question, what ended the cold war?" Zack's breath hitches at the feeling of Anna's lips brushing against his ear, her whisper correction ending shivers down her spine. The mention of Berlin makes his grip on her hips tighten instinctively. "Berlin, of course," he mutters frustrated that he couldn't remember that. "The end of the Cold war was driven by the collapse of Soviet-aligned communist regimes in Easter Europe, the fall of the Berlin Wall in 1989, Soviet political and Economic Collapse, Gorbachev's reforms and the finally dissolution of the Soviet Union in 1991" Zack answered quickly, his voice strained as Anna continued her maddeningly slow pace. His hips thrust upward involuntarily, trying to deepen their connection despite her deliberate teasing. The way she is moving is driving him absolutely insane, making it impossible to think straight. "Now please," he begs desperately, his forehead resting against her shoulder. "I have gotten all your answers right– can I please have my reward for passing your fucking history quiz?"
Anna nodded and started riding his cock properly. "Smart men are so sexy," she muttered. Zack's entire body goes rigid at Anna's words, a primal groan escaping him as she finally begins moving with purpose. The feeling of her riding him properly– fast, deep strokes that hit every sensitive spot inside her– is pure ecstasy. "Fuck, you are so perfect," he growls out, hands gripping her hips so tightly his knuckles turn white. "The way you ride me like this– it is like you were made just for my cock." His hips meet her every movement eagerly, thrusting upward to meet her descent. The bed creaks beneath them as their bodies collide in perfect rhythm, sweat slicking their skin together. "You feel that? That is how good we are together– like we have been doing this forever," he pants against her neck between kisses.
"God, yes," Anna breathes out. Zack's green eyes darken with raw desire at Anna's breathy confirmation, his movements becoming more urgent and possessive. "Say it again," he demands toughly, his hips slamming into hers with more force. "I want to hear you scream my name while I am buried inside you." His hands slide up to tangle in her thick brown hair, tilting her head back to expose the smooth column of her throat. He pulls her down and presses hot open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin, feeling the pulse beneath his lips quicken. "You feel so good around me," he groans against her skin. "Tighter than anything I have ever imagined. I can't get enough of you." The bed creaks rhythmically beneath them as their bodies find a frantic pace together. Zack's control is fraying rapidly- the combination of Anna's tight heat and the sight of her riding him so confidently is overwhelming his senses completely.
"Zack, I am going to…" Anna struggles to say between breathless moans. Zack's eyes flash with intense satisfaction at her struggle to form words, the sound of her moaning his name while on the verge of orgasm is the most erotic thing he had ever heard. "Let go," he commands roughly, his voice thick with pleasure. "I want to feel you cum all over my cock– milk me dry while you are saying my name." his hands slide from her hair to grip her ass firmly, tilting her hips at an angle that hits her G-spot with every thrust. She moans louder and her muscles shake slightly. The sight of her losing control completely because of him is a victory he has been craving for years. "You are so close, aren't you?" he murmurs against her lips between kisses. "I can feel it in the way your pussy is squeezing me so tight." His own release builds rapidly in response to hers– the feeling of her body convulsing around him combined with her breathy pleas is pushing him right to the edge alongside her.
Zack's entire body goes taut as Anna's orgasm crashes over her, her inner walls contracting around his length in powerful waves. The feeling of her cuming so intensely on his cock sends him spiraling right after her, his own release exploding with a guttural shout. "Fuck– Anna!" he groans, his hips stuttering as he empties himself deep inside her. "Yes– take every drop." His arms wrap tightly around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest as they both ride out their climaxes together. The room fills with their combined moans and heavy breathing, the only sounds apart from the creaking bed frame. Once the intensity subsides slightly, Zack collapses back against the headboard with Anna still draped over him. His hands stroke gently up and down her back while their breathing slowly returns to normal.