One of her hands moves between her legs, and my dick jumps between her lips as I watch her stroke her hand against her leggings.
Pulling on her hair, I get her attention. “My rules since I won, baby girl,” I coo. “Did I tell you that you could play with your pussy?”
Her movement stops, her eyes wide, and on her brow, the desperation is clear as my cock rests deep inside her throat, unmoving.
“Nah ah,” I tsk her. “Now, go on, baby. My dick isn’t going to suck itself.”
Frustration grows inside of her, and so does her fucking horniness and desperation as she bobs her head back and forth against me, taking me damn near into the back of her throat.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I practically choke out. “Fuck, baby. If you keep deep-throating me like that, maybe, just maybe, I’ll give you what you need to stop that throbbing that’s making you so crazy.”
I let it go on like this for a minute more, but then I’m so close to fucking blowing my load that my vision is becoming blurry.
“Push down your pants, baby,” I say, and the second she begins to pull back, I stop her. “Nope. You’ll do it with my cock in your mouth.”
She freezes before, slowly, she reaches down and gradually rolls her leggings and panties off.
“All the way, Nineteen,” I whisper. “I’m going to fuck you from behind. That way, I can look at that perfect ass while my dick slides in and out of your pussy.”
She lets a small moan out and shifts slightly as she kicks her bottoms off. I squeeze my eyes shut for a minute, gripping my cock at the base before pulling out to stop myself from coming. Quickly, I yank her top off and rip her bra over her head too. Unclasping and all that would take too long, and I don’t know how much longer we’ll have the house to ourselves.
I hook my arm around her, flipping her onto her knees at the edge of the second story while I stand a few steps back.
When my fingers drag against her heat, she whimpers, “Please, Hendrix.”
“Shh …” I command, sliding a finger inside of her, and when she practically strangles it, I fucking lose it. “Gonna fill you once and then fuck you with your pussy full of my cum. Hold on tight, baby.”
Lowering my knees down onto the step behind her, I thrust my cock inside her heat and am exploding within seconds. Shecries out in shock but is quickly pushing her ass up against my hips, ready for more.
I tremble as I fill her and lean forward, biting down on the back of her shoulder blade. And once my cock stops pulsing, I lean back again to look at the sight of my dick deep inside of her heat.
I grab the railing again, damn near pulling it off before I thrust in and out. I start off slow, eating up the sounds of her delicious fucking moans and whimpers. She’s soaked from a mixture of how turned on she is and my own cum dripping from her, and I slide in and out, deeper than I think I’ve ever been before.
With every thrust of my hips, I feel her getting closer. I just came inside her, yet I can feel that familiar tingling of my balls again as warmth begins to spread throughout my body.
Gripping the carpet with one hand, she cranes her neck to look at me at the same moment we both hear a truck pull in. Her eyes widen with panic the slightest bit, but when she tries to wiggle away, I stop her.
“Not until you come for me, Nineteen.” I barely choke the words out because I’m seconds away from filling her a second time.
I thrust harder and deeper before I tangle my hand in her hair. “Now,” I say through gritted teeth just as that first bit of cum shoots from my cock, “come all over my dick. Show me how good of a girl you are for me when I ask you to do something.”
Her face falls apart, and she cries out, bucking her hips against mine as I fuck her through both of our orgasms. Her pussy takes control of my cock, gripping it like it’s never going to let go. And even though we’ve both finished, my dick is still deep inside her, and we’re both breathless when the front door opens and multiple voices hit our ears.
I smirk at her panic but pull out and lift her into my arms, snatching her clothes from the stairs in the process. Within seconds, we’re inside my room with the door closed and her face an adorable shade of deep red.
My cock is spent, and I pull her down onto my bed with me.
My heart races because I know we could have been caught. And part of me knows my good girl secretly fucking loved it.
ISLA
There are a lot of things I’ve come to love about Hendrix. He’s pretty funny. He’s absolutely hot. He’s got a filthy mouth and this ability to make me feel like I’m the most attractive, wanted woman in the world. He’s an animal on the ice and plays the game with everything he has. He’s a great teammate, and he’ll take a hit to protect his guys. Even though he can come off a little cold, he still has a way of captivating an entire room of people.
I love all those parts of him because they make him who he is. But the moments like right now, when it’s just us and he has on a pair of sweatpants and we’re lying in bed, watching TV … I love the way I feel at home when my body is next to his and he has me all wrapped up in his arms. I feel safe. I feel … loved. Despite that he’s hurt me in the past, I know he’d never intentionally hurt me again.
And I love the wild side of him that brings something out in me that I’ve never known before. It’s almost like Hendrixintroduced me to another version of myself that I hadn’t known existed.
A version that will still orgasm, even when I know we’re seconds away from being caught having sex on the staircase at The Tower.
