I quirk my lips in anticipation and spread my legs. I want more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life.
Before he enters me, he pays homage to my pussy and kisses the insides of my thighs, above my mound, and all around my core. My entire body literally hums with pleasure as he methodically teases and licks my clit, all while keeping one of my nipples tightly rolled between two of his fingers.
I don’t think I can survive another fifteen minutes of his exquisite torture. My pussy aches and I want him so badly that I can’t wait any longer.
“I need you to fuck me, Rush.” I say bluntly, as I use one of my fingers to trace the pulsing bird tattoo on his neck. “Please.”
He rolls me to one side, facing him, then places my leg with the bad knee on top of him. As he pushes just the tip of his dick inside of me, I savor the moment.
“This is going to change everything, Rush,” I tell him.
“I know.”
My hand cradles the side of his beautiful face, pulling him in for a slow, lazy kiss as we continue our descent out of platonic friendship and into a much more dangerous place of love.
I’m the type of girl who believes in karma, signs, fate, and destiny. Whatever life throws my way, I just roll with it because I know it’s my divine right.
But this.
This almost feels like cheating fate.
I have always been lucky to be Rush’s friend, but I never dared to imagine that we’d be anything more.
Rush grips my leg and rests it higher over his hip as he continues to enter me.
“Damn, you’re tight.”
He exhales harshly as he enters my tight pussy. The sensation of being penetrated by him is exquisite and feels frighteningly intimate. I close my eyes as our kissing grows increasingly carnal.
“Your pussy feels so fucking good, Bird. Eyes on me, baby.”
Rush hikes my leg up a little higher, which allows him to seat himself balls deep inside of me. I am stuffed and stretched and I’ve never felt better.
In the past, I could only imagine how big Rush’s dick was underneath his clothes or by the large bulge I’d seen from time to time through his sweats, but he’s so huge that I need to take a moment to adjust to the size of him.
“You like it, baby?”
I can tell he is purposefully being as gentle with me as possible, but I don’t want gentle. I want more.
“Yes, Rush, but give me more of you and faster.”
“Shit, okay.”
He grips my ass cheek firmly and starts driving himself harder into me. Each punishing stroke makes my pussy vibrate. I kiss him harder this time with a newfound self-realization that I’ve probably always wanted this man since the day we met.
He’s mine.
My heart knew it.
That’s why it held on so tight.
Keeping the cluckers away while I made myself the center of his life.
Damn, I’m a sinister boss bitch!
“Get out of your head, Bird, and keep your eyes on me while I make you come,” Rush instructs with a devilish grin on his face.
“Or maybe I’ll make you come,” I tease.
