“You’re so beautiful.” He slings a condom onto the bed before peeling off my panties, and tossing them away. At least one of us is thinking smartly.
I expect him to climb up my body; instead, he slides my ass to the edge of the bed and spreads my legs wide. He falls to the floor on his knees, positioning his face between my thighs. His tongue grazes my pussy. Oh. My breath hitches and my hips fly off the bed when he laps effortlessly up and down through my slit, spreading me open.
“Fuck, you taste sweet.” His strong hands tighten on my wiggling hips, stilling them to the bed as he dives in again. He’s not shy about eating me like a starved man, sucking, licking, and nipping. Every wicked swipe and suck is dizzying.
“Oooh, fuck,” I whimper. My fingers tangle in his hair when he sucks on my clit. “Don’t stop.” I arch my back off the bed, begging for more. I’m desperate for release. “Hey,” I moan in frustration when the tingling sensation halts.
He lifts his head and chuckles. “You’re adorable when you pout, darling.” He says, ignoring my frown. “But I want to be inside you when you come.”
“Then you should hurry up and get inside me,” I chide.
“How do you want it, Fireball?” He stands, tearing open the foil package open with his teeth. He quickly rolls the condom on to his length as my body screams for attention.
“I want it hard…and dirty.” My cheeks flame.
He climbs on the bed, assaulting my skin with kisses and playful bites as he slides up my body, settling his hips between my thighs. I moan when he squeezes my breasts together, taking each one into his mouth, kissing and licking them everywhere before giving extra attention to each throbbing nipple. “I want to fuck these so badly.” Yes, please. “But I need to feel you come around my cock first.”
“Please,” I beg. My vagina nodding her head, agreeing to whatever he wants to do.
He drags his cock up and down my slickness. I arch my back and rock my hips when he positions at my entrance. My pussy is already pulsing, desperate to suck him in, wanting more.
He covers me with his rock-hard body. Kissing me hard, he thrusts deep inside with no warning, stealing my ability to breathe. He captures my muffled cry as the shock of pleasure mixed with a twinge of pain tears through me. I’m tight, and he’s huge, stretching and filling me to the max.
His thrusts are brutal, but his kisses and touches are soothing. He’s not fucking me gently in any way as he rides me hard. It’s intense and passionate yet still tender. The pain quickly turns to pleasure. I wrap my legs around his waist, each drive hitting that magical spot, pushing me to the edge.
“Fuck, you're tight.” He drives in and out, the pressure building higher and higher, carrying me closer with each push.
“It…It’s been a while.”
“You feel so fucking good.”
“Oh, God.” My soft moans echo through the room as a wave of pleasure begins to swell in my belly. With his free hand, he reaches between us and teases my clit. “I’m coming.” I arch my back off the bed, trembling as the pressure hits me hard and fast. My nipples tighten, and my lips part as I cry out. My head falls to the side, and I come apart. My muscles contract around him as I ride the tidal wave.
“Holy…” I continue to contract around him, as he doesn’t let up with his merciless drives, fucking me straight into another orgasm, more potent than the first. I clutch the sheets, needing to hold on for dear life. “Fuck!” My hips leap off the bed as another orgasm rips through me.
I’m still trembling, seeing white stars behind my eyes when he pulls out. “On your knees,” he commands, flipping my compliant body over, pulling me up onto all fours.
I yelp in surprise when he lands a swift smack to my ass cheek, soothing out the sting with his massive palm. My eyes close when he spreads me wide, and I moan when fingers slip in me, and he quickly finger fucks me close to another climax.
He’s bent over my back, our sweaty bodies connected, his rough hands everywhere. He smooths his hand down my back, leaning forward to place a kiss between my shoulder blades. I stretch out and brace my hands against the headboard, moaning in anticipation. This is going to be a rough ride, and I can’t wait.
“Hold on tight,” Without warning, he plunges back into me with one deep thrust. My head drops forward, my hair falling around my face. My mouth parts as I cry out. The erotic sound of our heavy panting echoes in the room like sweet music. “This is going to be hard.”
“Do your best.” I grin, unsure where my wanton voice is coming from.
“Fuck,” he groans.
This is pure, carnal fucking. He’s taking what he wants, and I’m loving every second of it. It should scare me—instead, it’s exhilarating. All I can do is fist the sheets and hang on as he fucks me wild—with long, deep thrusts—taking my breath away.
“Touch yourself,” he growls as my moans become louder. “Come for me again.”
And I do.
“Ooh fuuck.” I nearly blackout when I come. The way my legs jerk off the bed—the pants and grunts coming from my mouth—it can’t be a pretty sight, but I’m too drunk on the intense carnality of it all to care about how graceful I look. Both of us are fucking with a needy wildness. My pussy clenches around him until my muscles fall limp. “Holy…shit.”
He continues to slam his hips into me over and over. He stiffens, and his body shudders. His fingers dig into my ass cheeks, and he releases a low, guttural groan as he explodes, his cock pulsing inside me.
Wow. We collapse onto the bed, sweaty and spent, both of us trying to regulate our breathing. My naked, sweaty body welcomes the cool air that suddenly kicks off from the vent in the ceiling. I hide my chuckle, thinking we must have raised the temperature in the room with what we just did. I’ve been good and thoroughly fucked. I’ve never had sex like that. I can’t help the dopey grin plastered on my face. I’m about to ask him his name but it’s better I don’t.
“You okay?” His husky voice vibrates against my shoulder.
“Fine.” I’m not. Now that I’m starting to come out of my orgasmic haze, I’m freaking.
“I’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere, beautiful.” He kisses my cheek before climbing off the bed and heading to the bathroom. I take the opportunity to ogle his backside.
I should make my quick getaway before things become awkward. I’ve never done anything like this, and I’m unsure of what to do next. I should slip on my clothes and sneak out while he’s in the bathroom. What if he comes out while I’m dressing? What do I say? Thanks for the excellent hard fuck and earth-shattering orgasms. I reserved the room, so he’ll probably dress and leave anyway.
Shit. He returns too soon. He bounces on the bed again and wraps me in his arms, pulling me close. Oh, shit, he wants to cuddle. We don’t speak. I don’t think either of us knows what to say. But I can’t help it when I find myself curling into his warmth.
It takes a minute for the guilt to settle in. What have I done? I’m sorry, Zach. My heart aches when I think about him. It hurts I’ve betrayed him. But he’s gone, and you’re still here. “You did nothing wrong,” I whisper to myself.