She shakes her head, pulling me closer so her body is pressed between mine and the wall, the streetlight falling through the frosted glass of the door, illuminating her eyes.
“You think I don’t want you to lose control?” She grinds her hips against me, and a shuddering groan reverberates through my throat. “I do, Theo. Whatever you have to give me, I’ll take it.”
She didn’t call me sir that time. This isn’t a game.
The dangerous, hopeful, painful thought that this is real is intoxicating. There’s no space between us, only heat, and electricity, the pounding heart that’s so loud I swear it takes up all the space in my brain, until there’s nothing but her and the warmth of her skin and the cotton candy scent of her hair.
And I lose control.
Amber moans into my mouth as I crush hers, lifting her up so her legs can lock around my hips. The silky black dress rides up her thighs, my hands digging into her ass as her teeth clamp down on my lower lip. She’s tearing at my shirt, and buttons ping to the ground one after another. She moves lower, to my pants, freeing my aching cock.
“Theo,” she moans. “I want you to fuck me hard.”
She sucks in a sharp breath as I push inside her, the relief so acute I fucking shudder. I keep one hand under her ass, tearing down her dress with the other,palming her breast. I’m rough this time, it’s not a gentle caress, but she loves it, moaning loudly, her nipples so hard they could probably cut me open. I grind my cock into her tight pussy, sliding in deeper and deeper each time, and fuck, she’s so wet. Her legs squeeze my hips harder, her mouth open as she pants, as she gasps my name,Theo, Theo, yeah, fuck, oh god don’t stop.
I bring my mouth down over hers, her lips quivering, her breathing strained. I want to come, I want to come just like this, buried inside her in a wild frenzy because I couldn’t fucking stand to wait, but it’s too quick, too fast, and if I only have another 12 hours to hear this woman screaming my name as she comes, I’m damn well going to take every chance I get.
I stop my movements with a groan, and Amber rocks her hips, whimpering as she slides herself up and down my length.
“Theo, please,” she murmurs, and I pull out of her. “What are you doing?”
Breathing heavy, I turn and carry her up the stairs. She clings on to me, her arms wrapped around my neck. In the bedroom, I put her on her feet, and peel the dress off over her head. She backs away as I strip off my own clothes, lying down on her back with her thighs open, and her eyes widen with delight when I lunge forward to plunge my face into her pussy.
“Theo!” Her fingers claw through my hair, and I clasp onto her thighs to roll onto me back with her on top of my face. She lets out another yelp of surprise, attempting to hover, but I won’t have that.
“Sit on my fucking face,” I growl. I grip her hips and force her down, sucking her clit hungrily into my mouth.
“Oh!”She cries out, her hips jerking in a rhythm that I can tell isn’t voluntary. “Theo, fuck,fuck.” Her moans are strained, covered by sharp, hissing exhalations. Within seconds she’s fucking my face for real, sliding her engorged clit against my tongue, her fingertips raking through my hair.
She may get off on knowing I’ve lost control, but hearing and feeling and touching her loss of control, her desire and her desperation, is fucking glorious.
I stroke my cock while I pull her clit between my lips, raking gently with my teeth, the sounds she’s making sending me even more feral with need.
I’m not going to fucking last. I’m going to explode while she’s on my face. The hour in the car, her confession to me about wanting to be used, her delicate fingers stroking my cock, all of it combines into a fiery storm that sears my fucking groin. I groan into her cunt, so wet and dripping, soaking my face.
Her breaths come in short gasps, her thighs trembling violently either side of my head. She tosses her head back, arching her spine with a loud whimper.
“Theo,fuck.” Her curse is lost in a long moan, and the heat and pressure in my groin is too much.
As Amber screams my name on top of me, I stroke my dick and unleash my own orgasm, painting my stomach in hot jets of cum. My hips jerk as I moan into her, into that sweet pulsating cunt.
Amber runs her fingers gently through my hair, then manoeuvres her shaky legs to climb off me. She slumps to the bed, draping an arm over her face as her chest pounds.
“H-holy shit,” she gasps, and swallows hard, more heavy breaths stuttering from between her lips. With a moan, she raises herself to her elbows, and looks over at me. “I thought I was going to pass out.”
“Me too,” I say with a laugh, grimacing as the cum on my stomach quickly cools.
“Shit, was I too heavy?” Her eyes are wide with alarm.
I run a hand over my face as I laugh, and shake my head. “Honey, you’ve got to be kidding.No.” I arch my neck to raise my head from the bed, taking in her wild hair and her flushed face. “It was that good.”
Her mouth curls into a smile. “You really do love eating pussy, don’t you?”
“When it’s as sweet as yours, yes.” I drop my head back to the bed and gaze at the ceiling. “It’s fucking incredible.”
She shuffles across the bed to lie right next to me, and gently strokes my thigh with the back of her hand. “It’s a waste, you know.”
“What is?”
