It’s like a light switch has been flipped on, blazing from the inside out. I don’t know what to do with all this brightness, all this energy, so I kiss her. And let me just say, I love kissing her. I really do.
It’s slow. It’s fast. It’s everything a kiss should be, tongues colliding, moans escaping. It’s like we can’t get enough of each other, so we try harder and harder.
I lean back after I’ve broken the kiss and reach for my jeans pocket to find the condom tucked away inside.
Because I need inside her now.
“I’m on the pill,” she tells me, her big brown eyes trusting me with everything she has.
Oh fuck. “Are you sure?”
She nods. “Yes, I want to feel all of you.”
I’m going to let you in on a little secret. I’ve never gone bareback in my life. Ever. And my heart is like a jackhammer inside my chest, begging me to feel her with no barrier between us.
I push inside her, my mind floored by the sensation, the tightness, the actual fucking feeling of her.
She moves her body down my bare cock. “I love how big you are.” She wriggles even closer, her tits pushing against my chest.
I rock up as she moves on me back and forth. “I love the way you feel.” And fuck, I’m not lying one bit. “Ride me, baby,” I tell her.
Her eyes meet mine, and the next thing I know she’s bucking against me, taking my cock as fast and hard as she wants. And I let her. I let her use me to her liking.
And by fucking god is she using me.
She moves and rides, and finds her own rhythm, taking every single fucking inch of me over and over again.
And it’s right here and right now that I realize I am one-hundred percent hers.
And I want her to know it. I want her to trust me. To feel good around me.
Fuck Atlanta, this woman is my future.
NINETEEN
Kiki
Never deny yourself what you truly want...
I can’t believe this. I can’t believe I’m having incredible, mind-blowing sex with Ellis Atwood. This is all too amazing. He feels so good, and the lazy look in his eyes is so sexy I could die.
I move my body against him, riding his dick. It all feels like heaven, and I arch my back, sticking my breasts closer to him.
I know he loves it by the slow smile that spreads over his face. The way he stares at me makes my pulse quicken.
He takes the bait and runs both hands over them, sucking my skin into his mouth. His neediness is a major turn on. Everything about Ellis is a major turn on, but it’s the way he stares at me. Like he’s studying my body to memorize it.
I curl my fingers into his thick brown hair, pulling just enough to hear him groan out. I love his sexy sounds.
So manly. Such a turn on. And if you want to know what the biggest turn on is, it’s his dick. It’s perfect in every way.
I know not all dicks are created equal, and believe me, I’ve seen some less than stellar ones, but Ellis has this perfectly straight and big stallion of a dick.
I swear the God’s were shining down on him in the looks and body department. And he scored big time in the personality department as well. An A+ of a psyche. He really is a catch.
The whole package.
I keep moving my body against him, focusing my attention back on Ellis and not the impending dreaded future. I won’t focus on it, I’ll live in the here and now. Live in this very moment where Ellis is mine, and only mine.
I keep moving, grinding myself against him, loving the way he grips my ass as he sucks on my chest. I lean my head back, the tips of my hair float in the water as Ellis pushes his dick up into me harder and faster. Yes, oh god yes, I’m so close. “Don’t stop,” I cry out.
He smiles, his teeth grazing over my collarbone. “Don’t plan on it.”
My body builds, the crescendo so close to crashing down all around me. It all feels so hot, so good. Too much. Everything comes to a thudding halt inside my chest, and it’s all like an orbital shift, throwing me completely off my axis. My chest explodes with warmth and emotion, but I keep riding it out, the best fucking orgasm I’ve ever had.
I can’t stop shouting out his name as he takes over and stands me up, he flips me onto my stomach, half out of the tub, with only my legs still in. He pushes back into me from behind and grips his hand around my hip, his other hand tracing up the spine of my back. “I love your body,” he says, trailing kisses where his hand once was. “I love your skin.”
I moan out, my body still feeling dizzy from my orgasm.
“You’re so fucking naughty, aren’t you?”
Am I? “How so?”
“Oh, come on, you can’t tell me you aren’t thinking about me fucking you all day long. Do you think about my cock all day?”
“Yes.” I do. “Yes, Ellis.”
“Do you think about me fucking you all night long? Wishing for it?”
“Yes, oh god yes.” My body builds.
He's still a puzzle I’m trying to figure out.
“You make me want to fuck you every chance I get.”
That is definitely not a bad thing.
“You make me want to spread your thighs open every time I see you.”
“Yes, Ellis.”
“You know what else you make me want to do?” he asks, his body thrusting into me at a rapid pace.
“What?” I ask.
“You make me want to come all over that beautiful face of yours.” He bites my shoulder. “You make me want to come all over you.”
Goosebumps erupt all over me as he keeps pumping inside me. “Yes, please.”
“You make me want to claim you, Kiki. Are you mine? Will you let me claim you?”
“Oh god, yes.” I’ve never had a man talk to me the way Ellis does, and it turns me on so much.
“Do you want me to come deep inside you?”
I cry out a yes, oh my god, yes.
He keeps going, his body as hard as steel. “You’re the only woman I want to come inside. The only woman I have ever come inside.”
My eyes widen at his words, and I want to look into his eyes when he comes. “I want to see you,” I say before turning around and sitting him down, so I can return us to the position we were just in, me straddling him.
He runs his hands through my hair as I sit down on his dick. “You’re mine, Kiki.”
I nod. “Yes, I’m yours.”
He keeps his hands gripped on my ass as he pushes himself up into me, in and out, making me race closer to another orgasm. “And I’m yours,” he says, turning my whole world upside down.
“I’m going to come again,” I yell out.
He has a small smile and his eyes meet mine. “Come with me?” It’s almost a question as his mouth crashes against mine.
God, this man. I swear. He just does things to me. Things no other man has ever done. Good things. Butterflies in my chest good.
Oh, so many good things.
I come again as he grumbles he’s so close. And then the most amazing thing happens. He comes, with me holding him tight, and I swear I’ve never felt closer to another human being in my whole entire life. The connection. The chemistry between us.
I grip his face as I stare into his eyes, studying him, memorizing him.