“Nice try. Glock’s don’t have that kind of safety,” I said and arched an eyebrow. “You coming in or not?”
He slowly blew out a breath. “Yeah, I’ll come in for a minute.”
“Have a seat. I’ll start some coffee,” I said and gestured to the sofa. And that’s when I noticed the damn condom wrapper still laying in the exact same spot where he’d tossed it.
I felt my cheeks heat, but I didn’t acknowledge it as I continued on to the kitchen where I proceeded to fumble, drop, or spill everything I touched. As soon as I pressed the start button, I felt his presence behind me. “Do I make you nervous?”
He was too close to me. I could feel the heat emanating from his body. “Y-yes,” I stammered.
“Been thinking about your hot little pussy all day long,” he whispered against the shell of my ear.
“Is that why you came over here?”
“No,” he said, and trailed kisses down my neck. “I came over to apologize, but then you let me inside.”
I pushed away from the counter and stepped to the side so I could turn and face him with a little distance between us. “I let you inside because you’re drunk and need to sober up.”
He studied me for a moment and smirked. “Nah, you want it. You just don’t want to admit that you want it.”
He hit the nail on the head with that statement, but I wasn’t going to admit that to him.
He took a step forward. “I’ll let you hurt me this time. You can dig your nails into my back and sink your teeth into my shoulder while I sink my cock deep inside of you.”
My knees weakened, and I braced myself on the counter. I opened my mouth to tell him no, to tell him to leave, but that’s not what came out. “I don’t even know your name.”
“Savior,” he said and took another step. “And yours?”
I panicked for some reason and blurted my middle name. “Grace.”
He grinned and closed the distance between us. “What’s it going to be, Grace?” he asked and captured my lips with his before I could answer.
6
Savior
Idon’t know what it was about her, but I lost all control when we were alone. I managed to stop devouring her lips long enough for her to answer me.
“Yes,” she whispered and pulled my mouth back to hers.
After pushing her tiny shorts to the floor along with her panties, I ripped her flimsy tank top from her body completely baring her to me for the first time. I briefly registered how thin she was before I realized she was struggling to push my shirt over my head.
When I reached for my collar, her hands moved down to unbutton my jeans. Her movements were almost frantic, causing her to fumble with what should have been an easy task.
I took over for her and started moving forward, forcing her to walk backward, while I undid my belt and jeans. I pulled a condom from my wallet and rolled it down my shaft just has her back hit the wall. Grinning, I hoisted her up and dropped her down on my dick in one fluid movement.
“Fuck,” I breathed and buried my face in the crook of her neck while I started thrusting into her.
She tightened her legs around my waist and dug her fingers into my shoulders. “Harder,” she groaned.
I moved my arms under her knees and slid her legs up toward my shoulders. With my hands planted firmly on the wall, she was damn near folded in half while I pounded into her.
“You gonna come? Or do you need me to turn you around and smack that ass again?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
I used one hand to reach down and firmly grip her ass cheek before I drew back and landed a sharp slap that echoed around the room.
And that did it. As soon as my hand landed, her pussy was rippling and pulsating around me.
