“Kiss me, Jack. Kiss me.” Obeying her order, I roughly grabbed her cheeks with one hand, tilted her head, and pushed my tongue into her mouth. I could barely stand still as she insisted on taking off my pants with her hands, brushing mine off whenever I tried to help.
As soon as she pushed it down, my cock bobbed up and down, my balls heavy.
“I want you inside me,” she gasped, breaking our kiss. “Now, Jack. Now.”
“Nothing else in the world is more important than you.”
I was being rougher than I would want to be with her if I had my head on straight, but if the grip of her fingers on my skin was any indication, she was right there with me. I spread her thighs open, pulled her to the edge of the counter, and guided my cock into her center, pushing in with one hard stroke.
Gripping my shoulder with one hand, she hugged me to herself with the other, her forehead resting against my shoulder.
“You okay?” I asked, having trouble staying still when her muscles flexed around my cock.
She nodded against my shoulder. “You don’t have to be gentle with me. I won’t break, Jack.”
“Is that what you want?”
“Yes.”
I held her ass in my hands and gently pulled out, letting her feel every thick, hard inch. I thrust back in, grunting against her skin as she tried to catch her breath. She was so wet for me, incredibly tight and wet and all mine. Grabbing her calves, I wrapped them around my hips. Her chest was plastered against mine, her nipples hard against my skin. I pulled her hips closer, forcing her to have every inch of me inside her. I wasn’t willing to have even a millimeter separating us.
Licking her neck and earning a soft moan, I started to fuck her, hard and deep—harder than our first time. She held on to my shoulders, her nails marking my skin, her skin burning against mine.
“Jack,” she cried out, and her voice, the thickness, the sex in her voice pushed me over an invisible edge.
My hands trembling with what I felt for her, I tugged her face away from my neck and caught her lips. I had my cock inside her, my tongue inside her, my hand working her nipples. She shuddered in my arms as my thrusts quickened, pushing her over the edge.
“Jack!”
“Let it go, Rose,” I ordered when she gasped yet again. “I want you to come all over my cock.” Her muscles tightened around me, and I slowed my pounding as her inner muscles worked. “That’s it, baby,” I whispered, nudging her into another kiss as she moaned and stiffened. I wanted everything she was willing to give me—her orgasms, her moans, her skin, her mouth. Everything she was willing to give, I wanted for my own.
When she stopped coming, I gave her mouth a break so she could catch her breath and gulp in air as I stilled deep inside her.
I kneaded her breasts with my hands, forcing myself to be gentle, but she covered my hand with her own and squeezed harder, which did nothing to help my self-control.
She tilted my head up. “Don’t hold yourself back. Fuck me.”
I snapped. “Put your hands on the counter. Arch your back.”
She did as I said and I pulled her hips right to the edge. With her hands back, I had all the access to her tits I could want.
I eased my cock out then pushed back in, my eyes down as I stared at where we were connected. My cock was covered in her juices.
Bending my head, I covered her nipple with my mouth and really started fucking her. The deeper I went in, the louder her moans got and the more she screamed my name. I stole another orgasm from her right before I lost the battle and mine hit me.
Breathing hard and still gripping both her thighs from the bottom, I let my head rest on her shoulder, somehow finding the energy to keep fucking her slowly. I wasn’t in a hurry to slip out of her heat, especially since I was still hard even after coming inside her.
“No condom.” I forced the words when I could speak again.
Her body tightened. “What?” she managed to croak out.
“We forgot the condom. We’re not using them anymore.”
“Is that so?” she asked, her voice amused, then her hands started to roam my back, causing my dick to twitch inside her.
Splaying my hand on the small of her back, I gave her a hard thrust, getting as deep as I could. Her breath hitched, her fingers biting into my skin.
“Fuck,” I muttered, the sensation of her heat and wetness around my cock pushing me closer to madness. “It’s been a long time since I haven’t used… I’m clean, baby.”
“I’m on the pill, and I’m clean, too.”
“I don’t want to stop yet,” I forced out through gritted teeth right before grazing the skin where her shoulder met her neck. All her shudders were egging me on.
She tightened her muscles around me, provoking a groan on my part.
“Take me to the couch,” she whispered into my ear.
I pushed my hands under her ass and she tightened her legs around me. I took in a deep breath, letting her light and fresh flowery smell surround me. The fact that I managed to walk and carry her into the living room after coming as hard as I had was a miracle. I squeezed her ass cheeks in my hands because I couldn’t help myself.
“Have you gained weight? I like these in my hands.”
She laughed and hit my shoulder.
My strength gone, I dropped onto the couch, causing Rose to slip off my cock. Some of my cum dripped out of her in a rush, sliding down her thighs and over my balls.
She groaned, holding my face in her palms as I kept palming her ass. I wouldn’t go to sleep before I bent her over on the bed or anywhere she wanted.
“We’re gonna mess up your couch,” she said against my lips, her tongue sneaking into my mouth.
“I’ll buy a new one.”
I kissed her and pushed my tongue into her mouth as she tilted her head to allow me to go deeper.
I held my cock near the base and broke our kiss. “We’re gonna do it nice and slow.”
She gave me a small smile. “What if I don’t want to do it nice and slow?”
“You want me to fuck you? You’re not sore?”
“I want to be sore.”
She held on to my shoulders and slowly lowered herself onto my thick length. I couldn’t take my eyes away as her pussy sucked me in. She was so hot and soaked. She rose on my cock, dropping down with a heavy moan, taking more and more of me with each drop.
“How are you still so hard?” she asked in a hoarse voice, her tits bouncing up and down as she kept moving on me. “And why do I want you to keep going?”
“I have no idea,” I answered as I gripped her waist, lifting her as I thrust up.
“Mmmm, I love this.”
I looked into her eyes. “How much is too much for you? Every night? I have to be honest, baby, I’m not sure I’m gonna be able to keep my hands off of you.”
She lifted herself up by grasping the back of the couch, and I pulled her back down on me, giving her every single inch. She rolled her hips and groaned.
“Every day sounds perfect to me. I don’t want you to hold back any part of you, and from where I’m standing, we have months to make up for. I’m still angry at you, don’t forget that, but yes, we better do it every day.”
“Yes.” She looked so beautiful lazily rising and falling on my cock. Her eyes were dilated, her cheeks flushed, lips red and swollen, panting in need. I could already see a small mark on her neck where I had gone a bit too far.