I kiss my way back up her body, pausing only to ask, "Condoms?"
Rika nods toward her bedside drawer, and I reach over to grab one. My hands are shaking slightly as I roll it on, and Rika watches me with heavy-lidded eyes, her expression ravenous despite her recent orgasm.
Good, because I'm not nearly done with her.
I position myself at her entrance, bracing my hand on the side of her head, the tip of my cock nudging against her wet heat, and pause to search her face.
"You're sure?"
"Fuck me, Noah," Rika breathes, wrapping her legs around my waist. "Fuck me now."
I push in slowly, inch by inch, feeling her stretch around me, her heat enveloping me in slick, perfect pressure. Rika's mouthfalls open, her eyes fluttering closed, and she makes a low, keening sound that nearly undoes me.
"Fuck, you feel incredible," I groan, bottoming out inside her and holding still to let her adjust.
Rika's hands grip my shoulders, her nails digging in as she rocks her hips experimentally. "Move. Please move."
I start with slow, deep thrusts, watching her face for every reaction, cataloging what makes her gasp and moan. She's so responsive, meeting me thrust for thrust, her body arching to take me deeper.
The sensation is overwhelming. The tight, wet heat of her, the way her wings rustle beneath her with every movement, the small sounds she makes that drive me absolutely wild.
I pick up the pace, angling my hips to hit the spot that makes her cry out, and within minutes the walls of her pussy begin to flutter. I know she's close to coming again and I reach between us to press her clit.
And then she's coming again, clenching around me so hard I have to grit my teeth to hold back. She buries her head in my neck and screams her pleasure.
"That's it," I murmur against her ear. "So beautiful when you come."
I don't stop, don't slow down, just keep thrusting through her orgasm until she's trembling and oversensitive beneath me. I know I'm close, too. The tension builds in my balls like a balloon that inflates, and then it hits like a freight train.
My orgasm blasts white-hot pleasure radiating from my spine, my hips stuttering as I come hard, groaning her name.
For a long time, I stay buried inside her, my brain wiped clean of any thoughts. All that matters is right there, between my arms. I hold her and she holds me as we catch our breath, me still inside her as my cock slowly softens. I pull out carefully,dispose of the condom, and return to the bed to gather Rika in my arms.
She curls against my chest, her wings draped over us both, and for a moment everything feels perfect and right.
I kiss the top of her head, breathing in the scent of her shampoo, and feel something dangerous expanding in my chest.
Something that I'm absolutely too terrified to name.
"That was…" Rika starts, then trails off with a breathless laugh.
"Yeah," I agree, running my hand up and down her arm in slow, soothing strokes.
But my body is already responding again, my cock stirring with renewed interest as Rika shifts against me. She feels it too, glancing down between us with raised eyebrows.
"Already?"
"Can't help it. You're addictive." I grin, a little sheepish. "And we have the house to ourselves. That’s not bound to happen a lot."
Rika's eyes sparkle at the reminder. With the kids at Mitchell's for spring break, we don't have to worry about anyone walking in or rushing to pick anyone up from school. It's just us.
"That's right," she says with a slow, wicked grin that shoots straight to my already hardening cock. "No schedules. No interruptions."
My cock jerks against her soft belly. "Yes, ma'am."
Her grin turns downright sinful.
Rika's expression turns heated again, and she pushes me onto my back, straddling my hips. She reaches toward the nightstand for another condom and rips it open, then takes it out. Her gaze stays locked on me as she rolls it down my already hard shaft.
