“Cool.” She slips out of the bathroom in a towel and walks over to me. I grab her firmly by the throat and pull her to my lips, kissing her hard. “Wanna do something crazy with me instead?”
“What’s that, Sugar?” I ask.
“You wouldn’t have asked if you weren’t into it,” she teases. “You’ll see.”
Her lips meet mine again and she slides her tongue into my mouth, toying with the metal jewelry.
“Ten second head start,” I growl, palming my swelling cock.
She bites her lower lip with a smile, eyes locked on mine, but she doesn’t move.
“Ten...nine...eight...seven…” I arch a brow at her in warning, the challenge in her perfect fucking eyes sending a bolt of heat shooting through my body. “Six...five…four…”
She bolts, quick as fucking lightning, and my dick twitches in my boxers as I keep counting aloud, watching her scurry around the suite like a little fox, agile and careful to dodge the obstacles around her, holding her towel in place and checking over her shoulder to make sure I’m still seated.
I follow my own rules, keeping my ass planted...until I hit one.
Then I take off running.
The chair falls behind me from the force of my movement and I jump over the bed like a fucking animal, heading for the door after her.
A lion hunting his fox.
She swerves around the large coffee table at the center of the suite and I climb over top of it, not wanting to waste asecond of time, with pressure in my cock so heavy it’s throbbing.
“Not fast enough!” I taunt her, and she lets out a panicked shriek, zig-zagging for the opposite side of the suite.
Her small size and agility give her an advantage in weaving through the more densely-packed areas of the suite, but my size gives me an advantage over her overall, making it easy to catch up to her once she reaches the empty space in the kitchenette, headed right for the door.
I throw an arm around her waist with a grunt, lifting her off of the ground, and she squeals as her arms and legs flail out in front of her, but I hold onto her tight and lower her down to the floor right where we stand, keeping her ass in the air.
As she squirms in my arm, giggles flying out of her mouth, I free my cock from my boxers and throw the bottom of her towel up to reveal the perfect cushion of her ass.
“You lost,” I growl, taking a handful of her ass in my hand before bending down to bite at her flesh, earning a yelp. “Now that pretty pussy is mine.”
I hold tightly to her hips and push my cock inside of her, making her cry out and throw her head forward, resting her face on the ground while I drive into her over and over again.
Noelle’s hand moves to claw at mine as I nuzzle into the crook of her neck and bite down on her soft skin. She makes me feel fuckingferal.
She lets out a powerful moan as I tear the towel away from her to reach for her tit, taking a fistful of it and squeezing.
“Faster,” she pants, and I pick up the pace, rocking my hips faster against hers. “Yes,right there!”
I move my hand to grab her hair and yank on it, pulling her head backward. “Whose pussy is this?” I demand.
“Yours!” She cries. “Fuck, it’s yours!”
A smile pulls at the side of my mouth and I use both hands to grip onto her hips, grunting as I drive even deeper into her. Her body tenses and shakes around me, her hands smacking onto the ground in front of her while the orgasm crashes through her.
A few thrusts later and I’m riding the wave of my own orgasm, holding onto her for dear life while I unload into her with a moan.
I can’t place it; I’m not the guy that hooks up with the same woman over and over again. I’m not the guy that wants to get to know a woman he’s hooked up with. And I’mdefinitelynot the guy that hopes to run into the same woman...but here I am.
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“So, what do you do for a living?” Noelle asks, walking hand in hand with me down the street.
I’mholding her fucking hand.
