He turns the wand up and my eyes roll into the back of my head. I feel the dip of the bed and he lifts above me. The slide of something through my folds has me opening my eyes and sitting up on my elbows. One look down my body and I find the towel gone from his waist and his heavy dick hard and rubbing through my slickness.
I watch with my lips parted. My heart starts pounding harder as my next orgasm takes a hold of me. I tilt my head to the side and let it take me completely.
“Yeah, that’s it.” He places the wand aside and reaches for a condom. I watch in drained awe as he tears into the packet and rolls it on.
Everything in me tenses up as he lines up with my entrance. Maybe, I should tell him I was lying. That is a lot of dick.
“Relax.”
I nod. He takes my right leg and places it on his shoulder. Leaning into me, he keeps his eyes on mine. I truly relax when he captures my lips and kisses my worries away.
A few moments go by before he starts to push into me. I close my eyes tight, trying not to give way to the pain that sears through me. He rocks in and out, slow and shallow, but he’s so thick you would think I’ve had all of him.
John leans into my neck and nuzzles it. Then he flicks his tongue against my skin. “Don’t ever lie to me again,” he grunts and thrusts forward.
I holler. He freezes, his shaft pulsing inside me. Oh my God. I grab his biceps and dig my nails in. John grasps the sheets by my head and looks into my eyes.
He licks his lips. “You should have taken my offer for gentle.”
The thrusting of his hips knocks the smartass remark right from my lips. I press my head back into the bed and marvel at how the pain turns into pleasure. The weight of his body on mine, the feel of his thick length moving in and out of me, feeding me more with each roll of his hips—it’s all intoxicating.
“Shit, John,” I pant.
“Open for me. Let me in this tight pussy. Fuck, Roni. You feel better than I imagined. Rock your hips for me,” he grunts.
I wrap my free leg around his waist and start to grind my hips. He throws his head back and growls as he pounds into me harder, but still not deep. I can feel him holding himself back.
“Damn, that’s not what I meant, but don’t stop,” he grinds out as he palms my ass and changes angles.
I’m crying out louder than before as he lunges into me. He releases the leg over his shoulder and leans into me to kiss me, silencing my moans. Our sweat slick bodies find a rhythm and I rock my hips into him instead of grinding.
He has me so distracted, I yelp when he places the wand between us once again. I tear my lips from his. “John,” I holler as my body begins to come over and over again. I lose count as he rolls into my pussy like it’s his profession.
With my hands on his tight round ass, I coax him deeper. “You sure you want that,” he pants.
No, I’m not sure. As a matter of fact, I’m terrified. I think if he puts anymore dick inside me, I’m going to split in two, but I’m also greedy. I want all of him.
“Please,” I plead.
He drops the wand to the side and reaches for both my thighs to pin them to his chest. We lock eyes and he bites his lip. The next thing I know I’m trying to run from him.
He goes deeper and it’s like he’s hitting shit he has no business hitting. He’s biting beneath his lower lip now. This man is just fucking showing off as be practically dances in my pussy.
I mean, for real, for real dancing. He bobs in and out, from side to side. Going deeper with each stroke, not allowing me to move back as he keeps me pinned to him.
“Fuck,” I scream.
This is insane and it’s plain vanilla sex. I look down and watch as he goes in and out. What’s truly insane… I’m coating him in my juices, but I’m not taking all he has to give. There’s still more dick! How?
John
“John,” she says as if she’s in awe.
I should not be pounding this pussy out like this, but she lied, and I’ve waited damn near four fucking years to get inside this pussy. She’s lucky I’m not going balls deep. God do I want to, but she’s so tight.
Her walls are squeezing the fuck out of me. It’s been so long since I’ve had some pussy, I’m surprised I haven’t exploded. I’m going to enjoy teaching her how to fuck. Her eagerness is so sexy.
I drop my gaze to her bouncing tits and can’t help but lean in to suck on her nipple. Circling it with my tongue, I relish her moans. When I start to flick my tongue against her peak, her pussy pulses and soaks me some more.
“Fuck yeah, baby,” I breathe against her breast.
That tingling sensation starts at the base of my spine. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Goosebumps cover my body. I’m going to come soon.
I move to cover Roni’s mouth with mine. She cups the back of my head and inhales me. I grin against her mouth. She may not like to kiss in public, but she has no objections when we’re alone.
I go to sit up, and she follows, keeping a tight hold on me. Sliding my hands to her ass, I deepen the kiss. With Roni clinging to me, I shift us into a new position.
When I drop her up and down on my shaft, she breaks the kiss and allows her head to fall back. Seeing her exposed sweat slicked neck, I go for it. Licking from the base of her throat to her chin.
“Who’s pussy is this, baby?”
“Yours, boss,” she moans.
I’m caught off guard. As she comes around me, squeezing me tighter once again, I explode into the barrier between us. So fucking good. I don’t even soften all the way. This is going to be one long fucking night.
“You were worth the wait,” she says and actually giggles.
I’m thrown by both, but I like it. I made my girl giggle. She has let her guard down and she’s trusted me with something she’s never given to another.
I know for sure my words in Gaelic were the right ones to say. They are exactly how I feel. The one I’ve been waiting for is here in my arms. I think the words to myself once again.
My heart is finally complete.
Chapter 52
One and the Same
John
I lift our hands in the air and play with Roni’s fingers. I haven’t had nearly enough of her, but she needs a break. As I look down at her face, I can’t help the swelling of my chest. It was me, I placed that sated look on her face.
“What are you smiling about?” she asks as I lace my fingers with hers.
“I’m smiling?”
“Yeah, goofy.”
I laugh. Not answering right way, I glide my hand down her arm, over her shoulder, to her face. Needing to taste her lips, I cup her face and kiss her.
When I pull away, she has a smile on her lips and a dazed look in her eyes. I snort. “I’m not the only one smiling.”
“Whatever,” she replies and pushes at my shoulder playfully.
I trace my thumb over her chin. My lips turn up more. Roni lifts a brow.
“Why New York?”
She searches my face. I do the same. I was amused by her choice of safe word. Now I’m curious about it.
“It’s the first place I remembered, where we became friends, and…” She pauses as her cheeks take color. “It’s where we were the first time you took me to a sex club to introduce me to your lifestyle.”