He takes a step back and pulls out a condom from his back pocket before shoving his jeans down his legs. He toes off his boots and then kicks off his jeans. Pulling his t-shirt over his head he steps up to me, his eyes never leaving mine as he slides the condom down his shaft. I look down and lick my lips. My pussy is aching to be filled. He growls and pins me to the door by my neck. He uses his other hand to lift one of my legs.
“I need you to wrap your legs around me baby. I need to be inside of you now.”
I do as he asks, placing my hands on his shoulders, and lifting myself up, wrapping my legs around his hips and crossing my legs at the ankles.
He kisses me then pulls away.
“Are you sure about this?”
I nod and lean in for another kiss, but he pulls back far enough I can’t reach him.
“I need you to say the words, baby. Tell me you’re sure about this.”
I interlock my fingers around the back of his neck and place my thumbs on the sides of his face by his ears, pulling him toward me a little.
“Wrath, I’m sure I want this. Now for the love of God, fuck me already.”
He raises his eyebrow, then reaches down and lines himself up. He places a kiss on my nose and then pulls back, he watches me as he thrust his dick inside of me, slamming me against the door.
I tighten my grip around his neck and tip my head back. His lips find my neck as he sucks the skin at the base of my neck just below his hand into his mouth. I can’t tell him to stop, I’m losing all rational thought. I can feel another orgasm beginning to take hold, my body feels like there is electricity coursing through me.
I thrust my hips forward, wanting more. He nips at my neck, and I grip his hair, pulling his head back. He just smirks at me and then squeezes my neck a little tighter, he slams into me, before pulling almost all the way out and then slamming back in again.
“Oh shit,” I cry out and he continues to slam in and out of me.
Spots begin to form behind my eyes and my body shakes. Sweat coats our bodies, my stomach flutters, and my pussy throbs. My muscles turn to jelly, and I can’t hold on any longer.
“OH my… Fuck. YES,” I cry out as my orgasm crashes through me and Wrath continues to thrust in and out of me.
My head drops forward and rests on his shoulder, his body tenses and I can feel his cock throb inside of me as he cries out his release a few seconds later. He holds me against the doorwhile he rides out his orgasm, I can feel his muscles shake as he carries me to the bed and lowers me down gently. I’m exhausted, my eyelids are heavy. I feel him lift me, and ease off my top.
“Wrath—”
“Shhh. Get some rest baby. I’m not done with you yet,” he whispers into my ear as he lays me back down and covers me over.
Chapter
Fifteen
My hand reaches over the bed to find it empty and cold. Fuck, she’s gone already. I groan as I turn over, my muscles protesting at the movement. I blink a few times trying to get my eyes to adjust to the sliver of light that’s streaming through the gap in the curtain.
I didn’t get much sleep last night after Marissa passed out from her first couple of orgasms. I let her sleep for about thirty minutes before waking her for another round. I wanted to taste her, I needed to. But she had other ideas. She managed to push me onto my back and before I knew what was happening, she wrapped her mouth around my cock giving me the most intense blow job I’ve ever had.
Fuck me, just thought of it has me hard again. I grab my shaft and pump my hand up and down a few times. Closing my eyes, I imagine her mouth around me, her hands cupping my balls, rubbing and squeezing them. I imagine grabbing her hair and holding her down on my dick, her hand gripping my thigh her nails digging the longer I hold her in place. I imagine her tongue flattening, and her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks as hard as she can.
My dick swells, and I let out a groan as I feel it pulse before my hot cum shoots from the tip and covers my stomach. I continue slow, pumping movements with my hand, my other arm covering my eyes and I let my orgasm sweep through me. I lay there for a few more minutes letting my body come down when my phone dings. Reaching over I grab it with my clean hand and check the message.
Knuckles - Church 20 minutes.
“Fuck.” I throw my phone onto my bed and jump in the shower to clean off.
Almost fifteen minutes later I’m showered and ready. I grab my kutte from the back of the chair and throw it on when I spot my jeans on the floor from last night. I pick them up and empty the back pocket of the thing I took last night.
I smirk before bringing them up to my nose and smelling them. I wonder at what point she realised that I’d taken her underwear this morning. I laugh as I place them under my pillow then stop myself.
“What the fuck am I doing. Shit.”
I look at them in my hand and berate myself. I can’t believe I was about to put them under my pillow, I can’t believe I kept them. Keeping them is a mistake, she’s meant to be a one-time thing. Fucking her was meant to get her out of my system. Keeping these ensures she’ll remain in my fucking head. I throw them on the dresser and storm out of the room and down to church.
