“I got you.” I removed my hand and replaced it with my dick. I allowed it to glide over the full length of her before I lined up and pushed in slowly. I was thick and hard as hell which created a snug fit. Reece’s mouth dropped open and I placed a hand on the small of her back, moving it up her spine. When I reached the nape of her neck, I gripped it firmly, squeezing when I slammed into her, bottoming out.
“Fuck.” I hissed then gripped her chin, sliding my thumb into her mouth. She flicked her tongue across it before she sucked hard.
“This shit feels good, Reece.”
“Yes, it does,” she said through a moan, allowing my thumb to slip from her lips. I gripped the back of her neck again and withdrew slowly, pushing right back in. My first few thrusts werecareful, giving her a minute to adjust, but when she pushed back and ground against me, I began to tear them walls down with deep, steady pace.
“Shit, Ro…” rushed out of her mouth and she pushed her palms deeper into the cushions to brace herself. Each time I pulled back and rocked into her, she met my strokes, allowing me to drive deep. I felt her body trembling, signaling an orgasm was already cresting.
“Tell me what you need, Reece.” The way her pussy gripped me was response enough but I wanted her voice.
“Fuck me,hard, please.”
She threw her ass back and her pussy clenched, holding me tight, feeling like beautiful torture right before I brought my hands to her waist. I began driving into her with fast, stabbing plunges. She clenched me tightly, taking all of me each time I bottomed out.
“I love the way you’re taking this dick, Reece.” I slammed in hard, challenging the depths of her pussy as she met my thrusts. “Good fucking girl.”
I leaned over her and kissed her shoulder before I bit down. “Oh my god…”
I smirked and enjoyed the feel of her sucking me in. I needed unlimited access because this was the only place I wanted to be. I grunted, pulled back, and slammed back in, slipping my hand around her neck, bringing her face high enough for me to gain access to her mouth.
I watched her face while I dug in her pussy, smiling when she struggled to keep her eyes on me. Her lips parted with each moan she released. She came hard a few seconds later, drenching my dick. My abs tightened before I drove in with one last powerful thrust, filling the condom. My own release was so strong I felt it all over my damn body.
Her head dropped forward and I leaned over her body and kissed her spine up to her shoulder, moving one hand between her thighs and the other to her left breast which I squeezed.
“Oh fuck…” She jerked because her body was still hella sensitive.
I gently eased out of Reece, pulling her up so her back was to my chest. I continued twisting and pinching her nipple while I massaged her pussy. She moaned softly and leaned into me, grinning as I kissed her neck.
“Debt paid in full,” she said with a soft smile, making me laugh.
“You sure? Because I feel like you still owe me.”
“I think you’re just being greedy, cowboy.”
I ghosted my mouth over her shoulder. “Yeah, I am.”
I wasn’t anywhere near done with her, so I turned Reece to face me and dropped my mouth to hers. I lifted her around my waist and carried her to the back, fully prepared to show her just how greedy I was.
Chapter 8
Reece.
Ichewed my lip watching Ro swiping through my phone, checking out my site. I had been making custom pieces for years and never once cared about other’s thoughts on mydesigns. Reece’s Pieces was my baby, and as protective as I was about my art, I believed in my talent. So if someone disapproved, my reaction had always been “oh well, it’s not for them”.
If they were disrespectful about it, my go to was middle finger up and they could get it. But not once had I been so needy for approval of the thing I held nearest and dearest to my heart. However, that was exactly where I was at this very moment.
I was pretty sure I was dramatically holding my breath while I studied Ro’s face, attempting to decipher whether or not he liked my work. A smile ghosted his lips but not even that provided comfort. He could have been silently dragging my work in his mind.
“Why are you over there about to have a panic attack? This is good shit, Reece. I know you’re not stressed thinking I won’t see how dope these are.”
My eyes snapped to his and he was grinning sexily, which allowed me to relax. “I wasn’t about to have a panic attack.”
“Yeah you were but I get it. This is important to you and you want people to fuck with it.”
No, I want you to fuck with it…
“I do, only because it means they’ll buy it, but that’s my thing. People don’t have to like it in order for me to keep at it.”
