She opens her eyes and looks up at me. She fists her hands, and I feel her muscles stretch under my hands. She licks her lips, and I smile.
“You taste amazing, baby,” I whisper.
Her eyes fall on my lips, and I bend down again. This time, her tongue comes out and runs across my lips. She opens her mouth, and I move in closer, kissing her softly. She pushes her tongue into my mouth, and I deepen the kiss. She pulls my tongue into her mouth and sucks on it. My cock jerks inside her.
I pull away panting. “Fuck. I’m gonna fuck you all night.” I pull back and thrust forward.This can’t happen again.This was already a bad idea, but fuck, it feels fucking amazing.
“Yes.” She cries out and arches her back. Her pussy tightens around my cock with every thrust.
Just like earlier in my office, I need more. I let go of her wrists and pull out of her. Before she can even protest, I flip her over onto her stomach and pull her ass up in the air. I stare down at her shaved, soaked pussy and ass. The need to fuck it is strong, but I have to remind myself not tonight.
I spread her legs with my knees, and she cries out softly. Her knees shake against mine, and I take my slick cock in my hand and slide it into her. Her pussy tightens, pulling me into her, and my balls tighten in response. Fuck, I’m not gonna last long.
She places her hands on the comforter and gets up on her hands and knees. I grab her hands and pull them behind her back. She falls to the bed with a whimper. Her hands fight my hold, but I grip them tightly in one hand while I lean over her. I use my free hand to pull the hair off the side of her face. I whisper in her ear, “I’m gonna fuck you however I want.” She sucks in a breath and then nods her head. I growl with the knowledge she is gonna let me have my way with her. “I like it rough, and I like to be in control. Do you have a problem with that?” I ask. I would never do something that she refused. But fuck, I pray she doesn’t tell me no.
“No.” She swallows then takes a deep breath. “Please.” She pushes her hips into me, and I smile.
“Good.” I sit back up, run my free hand up her back, and wrap my hand in her loose hair. I grip it tightly, and her entire body softens. “You like that, don’t you?” I lift her head off the bed, and she hisses in a breath. “Your pussy just gets wetter and wetter.”
I pull back and slam into her. She screams out as her body jerks, and she pants as she relaxes once again.
I like the way her voice sounds when she screams, but it’s gonna make me come sooner than I want. So I press her face down into the comforter and fuck her as hard as I can.
***
I lie on my back, one hand on my chest and the other stretched out to my side under Taylor’s head. We both breathe heavy as our hearts pound. It’s now after seven in the morning, and we just finished our second round since I returned to my apartment. I don’t think I have ever felt so drained, so fucking worthless in my life. The woman made me work for what I got. And I loved every second of it.
She places her hand on my chest as she turns onto her side to face me. Her fingers softly run up and down my arm that lies across my own chest as she traces the blue ink that covers it.
“Why do you have so many tattoos?” she asks softly, as she still tries to catch her breath.
I don’t like to talk about my tattoos. I got them for a reason, but I hate when people ask about them. I don’t like to explain them. “I’ve just always had a thing for ink.” I give the simplest answer.
She seems satisfied with that and grabs my wrist. She lifts it up and turns it over. I feel her body stiffen when she seesNicolewritten on my wrist. I should have never taken my watch off. “Who is Nicole?”
I close my eyes and let out a sigh. This is why you have these rules, Case. This is why you don’t stay in bed and cuddle afterward. This is why you fuck them and then leave them.
“Was she an ex-girlfriend of yours?” she continues when I don’t speak.
I remove my wrist from her hand and pull my hand out from underneath her head. I stand from the bed and pick up my shirt from the floor. I slip it on and look her in the eyes. She’s hurt. I can see it in her big blue eyes and the small frown on her lips.
“It doesn’t matter who she was,” I say simply.
She sits up and runs a hand through her messy hair nervously. “Case, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry.”
“But you did. You think because you allowed me into your pussy that I should let you into my past,” I say through clenched teeth.
Her eyes widen, and she gets up onto her knees. “I … I didn’t mean anything by it.” She speaks quickly. “I was just …”
“Wanting to know if you had competition?” I ask. Show her that you’re a dick. Maybe she’ll make this easier for you.
“No!” she says without hesitation. “It’s not that. I just want to know more about you,” she says lowering her voice.
“There’s nothing to know,” I say simply as I cuss myself. I just had to cross that line with her. I just had to fuck shit up.
She lets out a long breath and looks down at her hands in her lap. “That was… I don’t wanna lie.” She swallows and then looks up at me. “I do want to know you more.”
Not good! Kick her out, Case!
