I knew I shouldn’t grab her, but I did anyway. Pulling her to me, hard against my chest and stomach, I glared down into her sparking green eyes. I also knew that kissing her against her will was also wrong, I did that anyway. At the first touch of her lips against mine, my cock sprang into action.
Hayley shocked me by kissing me back, her tongue invading my mouth. Almost too surprised to react, I held her more lightly, relaxing my heavy hold in case she wanted to withdraw from me.
Her palm cupped the hard weight in my jeans, stroking, massaging, arousing me, making me crazy with lust. I groaned, fighting the urge to ejaculate then and there. Her breasts pressed hard against my chest, her nipples already hard little pebbles under her shirt.
Without halting our contact, I slid my arm under her thighs and lifted her into my arms. Walking while unable to see became a challenge, but I navigated the yard, the front door, and into the house without dropping her.
In too much need to take her up the stairs, I set her on the couch. Hayley seized my jacket and jerked the shoulders back, her face rising to clamp her mouth around mine. I busied myhands sliding her pants down her legs where she helped me by kicking them off. With her lower body bare, I spread her thighs and lowered my mouth to her pussy.
Hayley hissed and cried out, thrashing under me as I licked and sucked her swollen clit. I held her hips as still as possible while delving my tongue inside her, tasting her arousal, feeling it ooze down my chin. My cock ached with a savage need to be free and in her.
Her pleasure came first.
I plunged my fingers deep inside her tunnel, her soft plushy walls closing around them. I teased her relentlessly, driving her wild with my mouth and fingers, feeling her body tense as she neared her climax.
I fought to not come as Hayley’s pussy exploded. She threw her head back, arching her hips upward, screaming as her pleasure ripped through her. Enclosed around my fingers, her pussy walls undulated, spasming, as she orgasmed.
“Oh, God,” she gasped, falling back as I lifted my face from between her legs. “Oh, God, oh, man.”
I couldn’t wait any longer. Rising, looking down at the pink folds of her inviting pussy, I opened my fly and shoved my jeans back. My shaft burst free, come already dripping with my seed. Spreading Hayley’s legs wider, I plunged into her welcome tunnel and began to pump.
Not wanting my anger to fuel my lust or cause hurt to her, I held my pace to a swift, but not savage, speed. I drove in and out, my sweat trickling down my temples, my face, my neck. Hayley locked her legs around my hips, bucking them up in a pleasant rhythm. Her hands behind my head kept my mouth on hers, our tongues dancing the tango.
I was dimly aware when Hayley’s second orgasm arrived, making her cry out, even as her fingers gripped my hair hard enough to hurt. I was too far gone in my own coming explosionto pay attention, however. My cock exploded within her pussy, my head spinning behind my closed eyelids. The dizziness failed to abate even when I lay, panting, gasping, on her body with my shaft still buried in her.
At last, I rolled off of her and tucked my now limp cock back into my pants. We lay like that for a while, catching our breath. I armed the sweat from my face on my sleeve, then glanced at Hayley.
She lay on her back, her eyes shut, her legs primly closed.
“I hope I didn’t hurt you,” I said.
“No,” she murmured.
“I’m sorry I got so pissed off.”
“Mm.”
I had no idea if that was an apology acceptance or a go fuck yourself. Not knowing what her mood was like, I opted to not hold her in my arms and snuggle. After pondering a shower and some dinner, I rolled onto my side, away from Hayley, and drifted to sleep.
***
I don’t know what time it was when I woke.
The house lay dark and silent around me, only the faint ticking of the clock made any sound. Reaching for Hayley, I discovered her half of the sofa was both cold and empty.
“Hayley?”
Groggy, hungry, I sat up. Fishing my cell from my pocket, I found the time was well after midnight. I scratched my head briskly, and stood up. Hayley most likely went to bed without disturbing me. Though my stomach grumbled, I closed my fly and ambled up the stairs.
I clicked on the hallway light so I wouldn’t wake her. I peered into the half lit master bedroom –
The big bed was empty.
“Hayley?”
Growing worried, I searched the house. She wasn’t in the kitchen, in the den watching TV, nor did she sleep in one of the other bedrooms. Not even the one she claimed when she refused to sleep in my bed.
My fear whacking around in my mind, I trotted to the front door. “Hayley!”
