She nodded.
I placed my hands on either side of her face, touching her any way I could, and tried to find the words to describe the feelings in my chest. None came out though. Instead, I had toshowher what she did to me. I kissed her forehead, then her nose, then her mouth. She moaned, loudly, as she nipped my bottom lip. That sent a shot of lust through me, and I thrust a little harder into her.
“I taste myself on your mouth.”
“Then you know my favorite flavor now.”
She laughed against my lips, the sound the best thing in the entire world. “You’re not gonna break me, you know.”
I paused and lifted my head to stare down at her again. I frowned. “Hm?”
“You’re going slow and being gentle. I don’t want that. I want youunhinged.So, stop worrying andfuckme, please.”
Holy shit, she’s perfect.
“Yes, ma’am.” I swallowed, hard, before doing what she said.
I went harder. She breathed louder, her nails in my lower back now. She bit my fucking shoulder as I picked up the pace. I needed to own her, make her scream in pleasure. I slid one hand under her body, lifting her up to let my cock drive deeper. My muscles tensed as electricity danced along my spine. I couldn’t get enough.
Elle sucked my skin, her greedy hands touching me everywhere. I forgot time existed and pounded into her, holding her in place as the bed rocked against the wall. She bucked, grabbed my face, and kissed the shit out of me. She growled as I sucked her tongue into my mouth, needing every part of her I could touch. Our teeth clashed, and sweat dripped between her chest and mine.
I wanted to taste it.
I stilled, broke apart our kiss and licked where our sweat combined. She groaned, and I swirled my tongue around her nipple before sucking it hard. I wanted more. I wanted to see her tits bounce while I fucked her. “Ride me,” I barked out, full sentences not something I could do right now.
Her eyes lit up with pleasure, and she wiggled from beneath me. “On your back, Cal.”
My body heated with need as she shoved my chest down with one finger.
“Good boy,” she said, her smirk about killing me.
I grabbed her hips and helped her sink onto me. My eyes about rolled into the back of my head as she rocked back and forth, taking me deeper and deeper. Propping onto my elbows, Ileaned forward to suck her other nipple into my mouth. Teasing the pebbled tip, my entire body shook with aggressive desire. “I want every fucking part of you.”
“Then take it.” She gripped my hair hard and rode me faster. She was wet as fuck and tight and found a rhythm between us that would kill me from lust alone. Her sweaty skin and vanilla lotion combined to the best smell in the world, and I inhaled it, her, everything.
I saw stars when I closed my eyes. I arched my hips up, going deeper into her, and she growled.So fucking hot.
“Elle,” I panted, needingmore.She got it. She read my voice or my eyes or whatever because she grabbed my hand and put it on her pussy.
“Come for me.” I massaged her clit, applying pressure as she ground harder against me.
Her eyes half-closed as her face softened with pleasure. Her thighs tensed, and she let out the sexiest, deepest moan before shouting my name.“Cal!”
I couldn’t get enough of her. Her sounds and body and voice and heartbeat. I used my free hand to hold onto her hip, my other on her pussy. She clamped around me, her large eyes opening and staring at me with so much heat. I bucked.
Her release set off my own, and I spilled into her, the pleasure numbing me from head to toe as she watched me, full of fascination. It was unlike any other orgasm. My soul floated out of me. My mind was foggy and my head in a daze as I came to. Elle’s eyes were closed, her chest heaving, and I rolled to the side to lay on my back.
Each beat of my heart radiated through my body like thunder. That was incredible. The best sex I’d ever had. Life-altering, honestly. I blew a breath through my nose, grounding myself. I was in Elle’s bed, her sweet vanilla scent mixing withsweat. Her hair tickled the side of my face. After a few beats, I sat up and disposed of the condom.
That was when it hit me.
The severity and reality of what we did. I didn’t cuddle. I didn’t stay the night. I fucked and left and maybe saw the woman a few more times. There was no talk about what it meant because I handled that all beforehand. With Elle? I’d forgotten all about my rules. I stood at the edge of her bed, naked, awkward, and coming down from the best high ever.
What did I say?
Something like a laugh came from her. “Oh, Cal.”
“W-what?” I cleared my throat, determined not to let her see me freaking the fuck out. “Did you laugh?”
