“Don’t tell me what I want. You don’t know anything about me.”
I pull the tank top over her head and toss it to the floor. “I know plenty. I know you love hard. And I know you’re dangerous because you protect so blindly. So smart but so shortsighted at the same time.” I pull her toward me, unhooking her bra with one hand.
“You think your way is the only way,” she mutters. “You can’t ever be wrong.”
I lower my lips to hers. “If I’m wrong, someone dies. I can’t have that on my conscience.”
“Is that all you care about? Having a clear conscience?”
I shake my head. “Not anymore.” I snake a hand behind the back of her head, drawing her mouth toward mine. She encircles my waist with her arms, her breasts heaving against me. I pull off my own shirt, only daring to break the kiss for a shadow of a second before her lips beckon me like a homing device.
I tease and taunt her deep pink nipples with my fingertips, deepening our kiss and drinking in the passion radiating from her depths. She moans and squeals at my unrelenting touch, taking one of my hands and sliding it against her pussy as she thrusts her hips against it, creating a delicious friction my cock is desperate to take part in.
“That pussy is so greedy,” I murmur, dipping my head and swirling my tongue around her taut buds as I slip my digits into her leggings, stroking her pussy through her thin lace panties. She chokes on a sharp breath, arching her back to give me everything my mouth craves.
Well, almost everything.
I need to get her naked before I can get it all.
I press my thumb against her clit, kneading her breast with my free hand as I silence her whimpers with my mouth.
Her juices flow over my fingers as they plunder her tight walls.
So tight.
So wet.
Oh, Christ…
I pull away the slightest bit, her eyes flying open in surprise.
“What’s wrong?” she whispers.
“Tell me now,” I growl. “Are you a virgin?”
She stares at me for a second, shock settling into her features before she reluctantly nods.
“All that dirty girl talk,” I murmur. “And nobody has ever been inside of this sweet pussy.”
“I know what I want.” Her cheeks flush a deep pink. “I want this. I want you.”
“The arrogant, control freak asshole?” My lips lift into a half-smirk.
“Yeah.” She leans up on her hands, running her hands down the sides of my torso. “Him.”
I lift her off the bench and carry her over to the sleeper sofa set up in the far corner. I’ve spent a few nights down here watching television, unable to sleep because of what threats are hanging over this house.
And because of what my feelings for Kristina are doing to my head.
I lower her onto the crisp sheets, looping my fingertips into the waistband of her leggings and pulling them off one leg at a time as she watches me. Her dark hair fans out around her face, her swollen lips lifting as the last of her clothing flutters to the floor. She lays an arm over her midsection, tilting her body to the side as she watches me kick off my shorts.
“Move your arm,” I say. “I want to see that beautiful body.”
She shakes her head, her gaze hanging on to my hungry one. “The way you’re looking at me,” she whispers. “Nobody has ever seen me like this and I feel so…exposed. I’m not, um, used to this…or comfortable, exactly. Sorry.” She forces a small smile. “I know that’s not sexy.”
I lace my fingers with hers, forcing her arm over her head. “Do I need to tie them up here to keep them from covering you?”
She bites down on her lower lip. “Maybe?”
I straddle her, my lips grazing her midsection, her hips, and her thighs.
Every luscious curve.
“I want it all,” I whisper. “You’re stunning. Beautiful. Every single inch of you is perfect, Kristina. Except maybe that smart ass mouth of yours,” I grumble, grinning as she giggles softly. “But I can work on that. Give it other things to focus on.”
She strokes the back of my head, locking her legs around me. My tongue juts out, tracing the outline her lips before delving between them, swirling heat radiating through me. The head of my cock grazes her slick opening and suddenly, the warmth of her hand envelops my throbbing shaft, pumping my length and applying just enough pressure to the head to the point where I squeeze my eyes shut to avoid shooting my load before I even have a taste of her pussy.
And then she beats me to it, rising up to her knees and giving me a gentle shove backward before dipping her head between my thighs.
She knows just how to touch me, how to take me deep into her mouth, how to drive me insane with only the use of her fingers and tongue.
Dirty.
I fucking knew it.
And my God, I love it.
I thrust my hips forward, fucking her mouth faster and harder. My balls ache, so blue, so heavy. She grasps them, kneading them between her fingers, shockwaves rippling through me, dangerously so.
Because I’m so damn close…too damn close.
I put my hands on her shoulders, my dick slipping out of her mouth. Her lips are slick with my precum, and my cock jumps when her tongue shoots out of her mouth and with a languid motion, licks my juices off of her lips, a seductive smile stretching across her face.
“That wasn’t good enough?” she asks. “Or was it too good?”
“Definitely too good,” I say, guiding her down to the mattress. “And now I want to do the same for you.”
She starts to lean her arm over her chest until I grab it and hold it straight in the air. “I want to see all of you when I make you come,” I say, getting off the mattress and walking over to one of the pull-up bars in the gym. I grab a set of TRX bands.
We’ll get a workout using these babies after all.
I wrap her wrists together using the black bands, securing them to the side of the couch so she can’t move. I drag a single finger down the front of her torso and she shivers in response. I lean down, leaving a flurry of kisses in the wake of my finger, taking my time to worship every inch of her prickled skin.
It’s so soft against my fingertips.
Warm and smooth.
I push open her legs and she jumps, working against my hands.
I graze her hips with my lips, dragging my tongue to the sensitive area between her thighs. She lets out a moan, her legs falling open for me. I open my mouth, stroking her lips with my tongue. I run it over her slit before pushing inside of her, her desire filling my mouth within seconds. I drive two fingers into her pussy, sliding them in and out as I nip at her clit. She writhes against me, jerking left and right on the bed, the metal edges of the TRX straps clanging against the frame of the bed.
I reach around her, grabbing her ass and lifting her hips off the bed. I grip her tight, her cries becoming increasingly louder as the seconds tick by. She holds my head in place with her legs tight like a vise, her juices so sweet on my tongue.
Only when her cries die down do I stop my oral assault on her pussy. I crawl toward her, smiling when I see her eyes glaze over. “Oh my God,” she whispers. “That was crazy.”
“It only gets better from here.” I release her wrists from the restraints.
Casting a mischievous look at me, she licks the palm of her hand before grasping my dick, precum glistening on the tip.