I loosen my grip and release her wrists so she can face me. She turns slowly, tongue darting out to wet her lips as she scans my face for any sign of deception.
She won’t find one.
I want her completely, undeniably.
I want her untamed and fierce and unruly.
Suddenly, her mouth crashes into mine, urgent and unrestrained. It's all craving and hunger, stealing my breath, searing my lungs with the intense heat of it. She pushes me backward, step by step, until the backs of my knees hit the mattress, and I have no choice but to sit.
She climbs onto my lap, straddling me, and my hands immediately find her hips, fingers pressing into soft flesh, holding her exactly where I want her. My tongue slides across hers, and I swallow her soft sounds as I revel in the contrast of her smooth skin under my rough, calloused hands.
Her fingers tighten around my biceps, nails digging in, leaving sharp evidence of her desire against my skin. My body lights up under the bite of her touch, burning hotter with every clawing sensation. And fuck,thisis everything I want. The way she takes without abandon, reckless with need.Thisis what will drive me straight over the edge.
The warmth of her pussy brushes over my dick. She’s slick with her arousal and I struggle to stay under control as she makes another pass over my cock. My tip glides through her folds as she rocks against me, teasing me with the torturously slow movements of her hips.
She scratches my overgrown facial hair, and I pull my eyes from where she’s rubbing against me to meet her lust-filled gaze. “Are you gonna try to tame me, Wes?”
Hell, no.
“I wouldn’t dream of it. You can ride me as wild as you want. I’m here for it.”
“Thank God,” she sighs, her lips tipping up into a soft smile as she opens the condom and rolls it on me.
I smirk, stretching out beneath her. “Don’t bringhiminto this, but you can thankmehowever you want.”
I watch as her fingers wrap around me and she strokes me, slow and deliberate. My muscles tense in anticipation, but I'm not in any kind of rush. She has me in her thrall—the gleam in her eyes, bright as a glowing ember.
She bites her lower lip, and I can't stand not having her mouth on mine. I pull her down, kissing her hard and fierce, tasting the remnants of pumpkin and cinnamon in the kiss. Her lavender and sage scent surrounds me as her hair spills over my chest.
Her body arches, hips rolling as she writhes against my dick again.I hiss out a tortured breath, and she reaches down to grip me once more. Her palm tightens on me, pulling a groan from my chest.
She lines my tip up with her entrance and slowly takes me bit by bit. She stretches around me, fitting perfectly as if she was made for me.
I hiss out a choked breath, my fingers digging into her solid thighs. She’s all muscle, strong and steady as she rides me.
My hands trail up her sides, and I palm her breasts as she grinds on me, one hand resting on my chest to keep her steady while she rides, the other tangles into my hair. I’m entranced by the vision of her on top of me, each of my hands full of her tits while I’m filling up her pussy. I roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, and she clenches around me, squeezing the life out of my dick.
“That’s it, Sawyer. Choke my cock with that tight pussy.”
She gasps, and I lean forward to capture her other nipple, sucking her into my mouth with long, gentle pulls. She tenses around me, and I drive into her, making her head tip back in pleasure. “Oh fuck, Wes.”
I lean back into the mattress so I can get better leverage to thrust from underneath her. My heels dig into the bed as I pump into her and she rolls her hips in rhythm with me, riding me more fervently now.
Her chest rises and falls with shallow breaths as she lifts herself up and slams back down on my cock. She bucks on top of me, impaling herself on me over and over in a brutal rhythm. Tension coils beneath my skin, stretching me to my breaking point as pleasure funnels into the base of my spine. She rides me exactly how I hoped she would, wild and uncontrolled, her breasts bouncing, both of us gasping and covered in a sheen of sweat.
The red flush creeps up her chest and when I pinch her nipple again, she screams my name. I climax with her in long, drawn out spasms, as she clamps down on my cock and continues to chant my name with whispered breaths until her orgasm finally subsides.
We both lay in her bed, speechless and incapacitated by the intensity of it.If I had a choice, I’d never want to leave this bed. But that thought is short-lived when the memory of what I’m supposed to be doing here niggles at me.
I’ve done a piss-poor job of getting Pops to come to terms with selling the ranch these last couple of weeks, and my dad will expect a status report soon.
But all of that can wait until tomorrow because tonight, I’m going to enjoy being in bed with this wild woman.
Another Condom Debacle
Sawyer
We both lay in my bed, covered in sweat, trying to catch our breath. I don’t know what I expected sex with Wes to be like, but wow. I was not expecting that.
