I’ve never taken a woman raw before and it’s God’s fucking gift to man. Her warmth is something I wouldn’t get the full effect of with a condom. I would be shooting my load into latex over her womb.
Womb.
The fuck?
Never said that word in my life.
Never wanted to get a woman pregnant.
Never wished to fuck anyone without a rubber, and I only realized when we were at least two minutes in.
“Just like that, Little T,” I bite out through clenched teeth. “Take every single inch of me. Don’t push me out.”
She releases a heavy exhale, as if trying to hold on to her composure or maybe even pain at this angle, but my alpha male won’t have it any different. I want her full of me for as long as possible. I want her to ache between her legs tonight and think of me and how I fucked her so hard her muscles are sore.
All of it.
Every moment we share, I want it burned into her memory.
“You’re such a good girl,” I praise her flatly. “But only when you’re filled with my cock, right? That’s theonlyway you’re going to appease me?”
“Shut up,” she moans. “I promise, on my dad’s Nova, I willnotmove unless you tell me.”
My fingers curl into the roots of her hair and pull, forcing her back and into my chest with my dick still deep inside her. “Say it again, but louder this time. I want to make sure we’re on the same page.”
“I won’t move,” she says. “No solo acts. No running around. You’ll bring…Matteo to me.”
My lips wrap rewardingly around the column of her neck, sucking a bit to let her know I approve of those words, and they’re cemented into my memory. She knows I’ll hold her to this. That I’m reaching a line where I won’t let it slide anymore. I’ll have to break myself off because no one else is.
“On a silver platter,” I claim easily. “And you can do anything you want to him. He’ll be yours to torture, kill, throw over a cliff, I don’t care. But you stay alive.” She bobs her head in succession as she begins bouncing harder on my cock. “You’re perfect on my bike, Little T. Taking the wordridingto a whole other level.”
“I love your cock,” she emits softly. “And that’s the only thing.”
Right.
I’m not the only one in denial here. Bay doesn’t like that I don’t simply fall for her shit and looks and give zero fucks to the wind. As much as she challenges me, I’m as much of a pain in the ass to her as she is me.
“You don’t like my mouth on you?” I solicit evenly. “My hands roaming down your ribs.” I do just that as I speak. “Right to your hips.” My fingers wrap snugly around her curves. “I guess I won’t touch your clit then.”
“You fucking blow balls, and I bet no other woman said she liked fucking you.”
“Vivian did.”
Her elbow rams unforgivingly into my side, and I earned that wave of pain without zero regrets. And I do so, also, with my teeth digging into the softness of her flesh on the nape of her neck.
“I’m sorry, was that too close to home?”
“You’re a piece of shit,” she clips out angrily. “And I’m tired of you.”
My cock thrusts deeper inside her, and I stop moving, trailing my fingers down her thighs and right between to that sweet spot I know she wants touched.
“Tell me something else you like about me,” I urge evenly. “It’s my looks, isn’t it?” Bay tries to roll her hips against me, but I wrap my arm around her waist to keep her from moving. “My charm.”
“That’s a dime a dozen,” she claims. “I like it when you make me come.”
The pad of my index finger finds her soaking wet clit, and I begin drawing slow circles around it. “So it’s superficial, then? I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”
“You only like me for my looks and pussy. Which you’re denying right now.”
