I pressed against her just a bit harder, hard enough to feel how wet her panties were. “Fuck me,” I groaned. “Already soaked. That all for me?”
Her eyes squeezed closed as her head fell back. “Yes,” she breathed.
I increased the pressure, pressing even harder against the fabric. “What do you want, Red? Give me your eyes and say the words.”
She peeled her eyelids open with extreme effort, her breathing labored as she worked to focus on me. “Micah,” she finally panted, “if you don’t fuck me right now, I’m gonna lose my mind.”
I was sure the smile I gave her just then radiated with male pride. “Is that right?” I teased, loving how hot it made me when I pressed her buttons.
But the little minx gave as good as she got. Her hand shot down between us and her fingers wrapped around my dick as best they could through my jeans. Feeling how hard I already was, she grinned in much the same way I had seconds ago. “This all for me?”
Thrusting against her palm I growled, “I told you we were inevitable. Now take me out.”
She didn’t give me any attitude. Instead, she made quick work of the button and zipper on my fly. Her long fingers dove beneath the waistband of my underwear and gripped my shaft tightly, wrenching a grunt from deep within my chest as I ripped her panties down her thighs until they pooled on the floor at her feet.
“Condom,” she rasped as she guided my rock-hard cock out of my pants and stroked her palm up and down the shaft.
I let out a frustrated moan, wanting to feel the slick of her pussy with no barriers. Next time, I told myself as I retrieved the condom from my wallet.
As soon as I tore the package open, she snatched the rubber disk and deftly worked it down my length.
We moved in perfect sync after that, desperation clawing at both of us. I shoved the thin cardigan off her shoulders and tore the flimsy straps of her dress down her arms, baring her perfect breasts that spilled past the top of her bra. With a rumble of appreciation, I reached down and grabbed her ass with both hands.
Her long legs wrapped around my waist as soon as I lifted her off the ground, her ankles locking at my back. Fisting my cock, I lined it up with her center, and with one snap of my hips, buried myself deep.
Sounds of pleasure spilled past both our lips as I gave myself a second to feel her tight, wet heat closing around me.
“Like a goddamn glove,” I grunted, lowering my forehead to hers while I breathed deep. If I didn’t get myself under control, this was going to be over way too soon. “Jesus, you fit me perfectly.”
“Micah, you need to move,” she pleaded, circling her hips temptingly. “I need you to fuck me.”
I could do that, but first . . . “How do you want it, baby?”
Her lids were half-mast, a lust-drunk smile pulled at her lips as she whispered, “Rough. Show me how much you want me.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. Pulling out almost all the way, I gave her just a moment to breathe before powering back in. Over and over, I slammed into her, driving so hard her back slid up and down the wall and her tits bounced in my face.
Holding her in place with one arm, I grabbed the cups of her bra with my free hand, jerking them down so those rosy pink nipples were revealed, making my mouth water.
Bending my neck, I sucked one stiff peak into my mouth, biting the tip before soothing the sting with my tongue.
“Fuck, yes,” she cried, gripping my hair and giving it a yank as she ground against me. I switched to the other one, giving it the same treatment until both were red and throbbing beneath my tongue. “So good, Micah.”
Her noises grew louder, spurring me on and making my balls draw up tight. I could feel her pussy clamping down, telling me she was about to come.
Lifting my head, I stared into those incredible sapphire eyes. “Can feel you gettin’ close.”
She looked almost panicked at the intensity of what I was building inside her. “Oh God,” she whimpered. “I’m gonna—” Her statement died when her head snapped back, slamming against the wall and she yelled as she began to come around me. I had to cover her mouth with my hand to muffle her screams. It rushed over her so hard she bared her teeth and bit into the side of my hand as she bucked against me, demanding every single ounce of pleasure my body could give hers.
The sting of her bite coupled with the vise-like grip of her pussy was too much. I tried to hold back as long as possible, but I couldn’t. Burying my face in her neck, I groaned long and low as I blew. She milked every drop of release from me until my balls were completely drained.
I didn’t think I’d ever come that hard in my life, and it was a wonder my knees hadn’t given out.
The room was completely silent except for the sounds of our rapid breathing as we came down from what had to be the best sex ever had by two people.
“Holy shit,” Hayden whispered seconds later as she untangled her fingers from my hair and brought her hands down to rest on my shoulders.
Once I was able to move, I lifted my head and pulled her away from the wall, moving toward the bed, careful to maintain our connection. I lowered us both down, resting my forearms on the mattress so I could look down at her. “You good?”
“I—” She stopped to pull her kiss-swollen bottom lip between her teeth and bite down. “I don’t know. I mean, physically, hell yeah. But . . .”
“But what?”
She hesitated for so long I started to grow anxious. This wasn’t just about the incredible sex, at least not anymore. This woman was under my skin, and there was no longer any point in denying how much I liked having her there. She was funny and fiery. She didn’t take any shit. She loved her family fiercely. She had a good heart, and there was no doubt our sexual compatibility was off the charts. She was the only woman I’d ever been with who knew exactly what she wanted, but she didn’t just ask for it, and she didn’t take it either. No, she demanded I be the one to give it to her. And I got off on that in a huge way.
It wasn’t about wanting to fuck her again. I just wanted her. I wanted to be able to touch her and kiss her, to tease or hold her whenever the hell I wanted. I wanted to show her there were men out there better than her dick of an ex-husband.
Everything I was feeling in that moment was completely foreign to me. They were the very things I’d insisted I’d never want, that I fought against feeling for as long as I could remember. But having her here with me now, all that gorgeous light red hair fanned out on the bed beneath me, the thought of something serious, something permanent, didn’t terrify me at all. Not when it was Hayden I saw that with.
And just thinking of having something long-term with this woman had my dick swelling to half-mast. I decided right then and there, even if she fought it tooth and nail, it wasn’t going to matter. The end result would be the same no matter what. I was keeping her. She’d just have to deal with it.
“I don’t think that was very smart of us,” she finally said in a tiny voice.
I raised my brows high on my forehead. “Really? ’Cause I think what we did was pure fuckin’ genius.”
Her lips curved up as she giggled. Hearing that and seeing her smile made my dick twitch, which caused her eyes to go big. “Wait. Already?”
“You have to ask that after the last time?” The muffled sounds from the party happening outside filtered through the window just then, reminding me we had other obligations and couldn’t spend the rest of the day and night in this bed like I wanted. I let out a grumbled curse at having the moment ruined. “Looks like we’ll have to take a raincheck on that.”