I slowly withdrew my fingers and grabbed the condom, opening it and rolling it over Tony’s steely erection. I slicked him with more lube, eliciting a groan. Then I straddled his lap and positioned his cock at my entrance. “You ready for me?”
He slid his hand to the back of my neck and drew me down for a kiss. His tongue explored my mouth while his hands kept a firm grip on my body. “Give it to me,” he said when we finally came up for air.
I wrapped my hand around his dick, holding it steady while I slowly lowered myself onto his length. I breathed deeply and pushed out, both of us groaning when he breached the tight ring of muscle at my opening. Once I was fully seated, he put both hands on my hips. “Ride me.”
I ground my hips down before sliding up until just the tip of his cock was inside me. Tony tightened his grip on my hips and thrust up, drawing a cry of pleasure from my lips. I put my hands on his shoulders to give myself some leverage as we found our rhythm. It was so good. I couldn’t remember sex ever feeling this good. I never wanted it to end.
My body, however, had other ideas. I felt the tingle of an impending orgasm start in my thighs and spread up my spine. “Oh god, Tony. I’m close.”
“Jerk yourself,” he growled. “Come for me.”
I wrapped my still slick hand around my aching cock, matching my strokes to the rhythm of his thrusts. Pleasure exploded through me, and my vision whited out. I threw my head back with a cry as ribbons of cum shot from my cock all over Tony’s stomach and chest.
His grip on my hips tightened, and he thrust up into me twice more before stilling with a deep groan. I felt his dick pulsing deep inside me, his warm cum filling the condom.
I let out a shuddering breath and collapsed onto his chest, feeling the warm cum oozing between us. Tony wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head. “We’re gonna need to clean up soon.”
“Uh-huh,” I mumbled. “I can’t move yet.”
He chuckled. “We’ll have to move soon, or we’ll be stuck together.”
I snuggled in closer. “Works for me.” All too soon, though, his softening cock slipped out of my hole, and I sighed. “Okay. Cleanup time.”
I eased myself off his body so he could stand. It was just after three in the morning, way too early to shower, so we stumbled into the bathroom and cleaned up with a warm washcloth.
I went back to bed first and was half-asleep when Tony joined me. “What took you?” I murmured.
“I stuck one of your kitchen chairs under the doorknob. It won’t keep a determined burglar from getting in, but it’ll make a hell of a noise and probably scare them away.”
“Okay,” I replied. “I’m safe with you here, anyway.”
He pulled me close, so my head was on his chest. “Yeah, you are. Nobody’s gonna get through me.”
I fell asleep with his words wrapping around me like a security blanket.
I woketo the sound of Tony quietly cursing. “What’s wrong?”
He kissed me quickly, then moved around the room picking up his clothes. “I overslept. I have an interview in an hour, and I still have to get home, shower, and change.”
I reached for my phone and saw it was almost nine. “Shit. I didn’t set my alarm. Sorry about that.”
He shook his head as he pulled on his jeans. “Not your fault.” He smirked. “We had other things on our minds.”
“True,” I replied with a smile. Then my waking brain remembered the other events of the night. My stomach twisted. Someone had tried to break into my apartment. And Tony thought it might be a stalker. Another memory surfaced. My heart started hammering. Maybe he was right. “Oh shit,” I whispered.
“What?” Tony asked. “What’s wrong?”
My hands were shaking. “That day we met in Central Park. When I got back to my apartment, someone had torn up a bunch of azalea flowers and thrown them all over the hallway. The greatest concentration was in front of my door.”
“What the fuck? Why didn’t you tell me?”
I shook my head. “I forgot. I was going to call you, but then my sister called, and it completely slipped my mind.”
He blew out a slow breath. “Okay. I’m going to ask Michael to see if he can get into the security cameras here.”
My brows shot up. “Isn’t that illegal?”
He shrugged. “Meh. He’ll ask nicely first.”
