Her eyes widen. “You don’t have any?” I thrust in and out and her eyes go hazy. “How does that feel so good?”
Because it’s me. I don’t say that. It feels heavier than this moment. “After you come, I’ll tuck you into my bed and get some.”
“I’m—I’m on birth control, and after...” She rolls onto her elbows and rocks herself into my steady thrusts. “I was tested.”
“Me too.” On some level, I guess I assumed my previous partner hadn’t been waiting for me.
“Then—oh, God.” Her head drops back. “Take me without one.”
I’m supposed to wait. I’m supposed to take my time. But I straighten and yank my fly open with my free hand, stroking in and out of her while I do it.
She sits up higher, her gaze going from my crotch, where I’m wrestling my shirt out of the way one-handed, to the other hand pumping in and out of her.
I free my dick.
She gasps. “Is there anything about you that’s not impressive?”
I look down. My cock soars past my open fly but gets crowded by my shirt. I rip the damn thing over my head and drop it at my boots.
She’s swaying into me, urging me to go faster, all while eating up my torso with her gaze. “I want to touch you.”
“Later.” It’s my time to indulge in all those fantasies that have haunted my dreams day and night.
I shove my pants down farther. Cool air caresses my dick, giving me a modicum of control. My fingers are dripping but I continue prepping her. I won’t last long. Not with the sexiest woman laid out for me, making those noises I can’t get enough of.
I stroke a thumb over her clit.
“Yes,” she groans. In her need to get closer, to get me to go faster, she’s worked her ass down to the edge of the table. I’m so fucking close to paradise. But I don’t move.
I carefully insert another finger, pushing all three into her tight channel. Her mouth drops open and she sits up higher. The angle’s changed and she can’t rock against me as easily. She’s at my mercy. But I’m completely at hers.
I circle her nub, and a full-body quiver runs through her. Her breathing is speeding up, and she’s close. I’m fucking close too. I remove my hand, instantly missing her heat. She hisses and arches, like she’s seeking me. I’m going to give her what she wants, what I need.
Notching myself at her hot entrance, I go rigid. The pleasure ricochets through me like a pinball. “Fuck, you’re tight, Belle.”
She grips my shoulders and we both watch as I push in. I ease out and sway forward, her juices coating me. I push in farther. “Your greedy little cunt is taking me so well.”
Hell, I don’t talk like that. But she’s not fazed.
“You fill me so good. Like I’ve always wanted.”
Pure satisfaction overwhelms me. No one’s satisfied her like I’m going to.
I bury myself to the hilt. She wiggles, adjusting to my size, clenching around me like she’s demanding myrelease. It’s hers. All of this, everything I can give her, is hers.
“Watch me fuck you.” I pump into her, bracing my legs and clenching my ass cheeks.
I take her in. The pink cheeks. The flush developing on her chest and cresting up. The wonder and lust in her eyes. My pace increases. My peak is way too fucking close. Her walls flutter around me, but she’s languid, enjoying the fuck.
I never thought that moment in the storeroom would bring us here. I’ve stroked myself off to her moans so many times. Imagined how hot and wet she’d be around my cock, and here she is. My real-life fantasy.
I lift her hand, curling mine around her fingers so only her index and middle fingers are free.
I suck them into my mouth, the salty-sweet flavor reminding me of her pussy. She whimpers.
I release her and continue thrusting. My damn eyes are going to cross if I have to hold back anymore. An entire electrical storm is waiting to unleash at the base of my spine, but I’m not coming without her.
Her tits are shaking with my thrusts, like a wave rolling through her body, from her pelvis to her shoulders. She’s even wetter than before and the smack of our bodies fills the air.
