Quit thinking that way, Taylor!You’re just here to have sex with him. Again. That’s all that matters. Who cares who has been here before?
My stomach growls reminding me that I slept most of the day and only had a granola bar before hurrying to work. I walk into his small but cozy kitchen and turn on the lights. I open his fridge to see what options I have to fix something. I find some eggs and decide scrambled eggs it is.
Thirty minutes later, I’m rinsing my plate off in the sink when I hear the door open to his apartment. I smile to myself as I keep my back to the door. The hair on my neck stands up, and my heart starts beating faster just thinking about seeing him again. Wondering what he plans to do with me this time. Moments later, two strong arms wrap around my waist. So tightly that they lift me up off the floor.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you look in my shirt?” His voice is rough, and it gives me butterflies. He unwraps one hand from around me and places it high on the back of my right thigh. “This, right here …” His fingers graze the bottom of my ass cheek. “I can see that you have no underwear on,” he growls. “It makes me fucking hard to know that I could just bend you over the table and slide my cock into your tight pussy.” He pushes his hips into my back, and my legs start to shake when I feel he’s telling the truth. He’s already hard, and it has my breath picking up.
He spins me around in his arms and pins my back against the counter. Before I can say anything, his lips land on mine. He’s just as desperate as before. He kisses me so deeply that it takes my breath away. His lips on mine make me moan. His tongue in my mouth makes my pussy throb with want.
My hands fumble to his belt. I need him inside of me. I need him to have me screaming and shaking as he did just hours ago. God, I’ve never been so desperate for someone before.
He grabs my hips; I jump up and wrap my legs around him. He starts to walk without removing his lips from mine. I keep waiting for him to run into something, but it never happens.
He lets go of me, and as soon as I place my feet on the floor, he pushes me backward. I yelp in surprise as I fall on his bed, and my lips sting from the bruising kiss he just gave me. “Unbutton my shirt,” he commands.
I sit up and bite my bottom lip nervously as I lift my hands to undo the first button of his shirt I’m wearing. I don’t wanna go slowly with him. I don’t wanna have to look him in the eyes. I’m too self-conscious for this, especially when he looks at me as if he is about to devour me. I shiver.
Once I finish the last button, he places his warm hands on my shoulders. He very slowly pushes the shirt off, and I allow it to fall down on the bed behind me. “Get up on your knees,” he orders roughly.
I get up on my shaking knees as he directed, but I avoid looking him in the eyes. Why am I so nervous? You just let him bend you over and fuck you not two hours ago.
He steps forward, his knees now touching the side of his bed. “Spread your legs for me. As far as they will go.” The order in his deep voice makes a shudder run through my body.
I push them apart as gracefully as I can, and he reaches his left hand out. I bite the inside of my cheek as his warm hand touches my inner thigh. He glides it up my leg and a whimper comes out when he runs his fingers over my pussy. I’m so wet for him already. I look up at him, and his eyes darken as a knowing smirk spreads across his face before he lowers his lips to mine. His tongue presses his way through my lips. And I suck it into my mouth. He lets out a moan as he pushes two fingers deep into me.
“Fuck me,” I demand desperately as I pull away. My pussy tightens around his fingers as he shakes his head.
“Not yet.”
“Please,” I beg, and I can’t help but think of what Savannah had said in the bathroom the first time we came to this club.Women beg him to fuck them. Well, I lasted two weeks before I became one of those women.
He smiles, and it is nothing short of satisfaction. Removing his fingers from my pussy, I let out a whimper of protest. “Lie down on your back.”
I let out a long sigh as I slowly lie down on my back. I look up at him as he crawls onto the bed. He places his body between my legs and I suck in a breath as he starts to lower his head to my pussy. God, I’m glad I showered. I’d hate for him to taste beer on me. That would be a total mood killer, right?
I arch my back and let out a soft cry when I feel the scruff on his face skim across the inside of my thigh. “Case …” I gasp. My body reacts to his touch, and I lift my hips, wanting to feel more of him.
His fingers grip my legs, and he throws them over his shoulders and places his hands on my hips, pressing them down on his comforter. “Is this what you wanted?” he questions. I go to answer but feel his tongue run up my pussy. I shudder. “You wanted me to fuck you with my tongue?” He repeats the motion, and I arch my back as I suck in a deep breath.
“More,” I breathe. “I need more.” I place my hands in his dark hair and push his head down. The breath catches in my throat when his tongue enters me without warning.
A shiver runs through me as his facial hair scratches my skin while he fucks me with his tongue. I thrash against his bed; whether I’m trying to get away or beg for more, I don’t know. All I do know is that he fucks me with his mouth as hard as he did earlier with his cock. His fingers dig into my hip bones, and I cry out as I let go of his head. I grab ahold of my breasts, and I pinch my hardened nipples.
I’ve never been into rough sex. But he makes me want it rougher. He makes me want it to hurt. He makes me want to scream out and beg for more even if it is to the point of pain.
My body thrashes, and my pussy tightens as I gasp for breath. I cry out as that familiar sensation starts to build deep in my stomach. My body breaks out in goosebumps, and I lock my legs around his head as my back arches. I reach up and run my hands through my hair till I grip it at the scalp. It prickles as the pain has my pussy tightening around his tongue. I come with his name on my lips as my body feels a high it has never reached before.
CASE
I pull away from her and stand from the bed. I get out of my shoes, jeans, and boxers in a rush. Going over to my nightstand, I grab a condom and roll it on my achingly hard cock.
I crawl back onto the bed and over her trembling body. Her lips are slack, and her eyes are closed, but I know she’s not asleep. She’s still feeling her orgasm. I slide my aching cock into her wet pussy, and her body jerks from how sensitive it is. I lick my lips and then lean down over her. I place my lips on hers and her hands shoot up to my chest. She tries to push me away, but I grab her wrists and pin them down by her head. She arches her back with a moan.
“Fucking kiss me,” I demand.
She shakes her head, eyes still closed. “Case …”
My hands tighten on her wrists, and she opens her mouth to suck in a deep breath. I take the opportunity and lower my lips to hers again. I shove my tongue in her mouth, and she moans in response. I pull away to say, “Taste how fucking sweet you are, Taylor.”
