My speed increases and I slam into her, my cock throbs and swells and I roar as my orgasm rushes through me, my cum spilling into her.
A few seconds later, I feel her body tighten beneath mine, and her pussy clamp around my cock.
“OH, FUCK, WRATH.” Her body trembles and sweat coats her skin as she screams out her release.
Our bodies spent; I fall onto her letting my dick fully empty. Realisation hits that I fucked up not wearing a condom, but now that I know what it feels like, there’s no going back.
Chapter
Twenty-Nine
He pulls me up and spins me to face him, cupping his hand around the back of my neck and pulling me toward him. His lips meet mine, and I’m shocked when his kiss is soft—gentle even. He pulls back ever so slightly, the tip of his nose ghosting over mine.
“I need more,” he whispers. His eyes searching mine.
I should tell him no. I should make him leave, but I can’t. I don’t want to. I want him. I want more from him. Despite the tension between us, and the fact that he seems to hate me, I feel a connection to him. It’s something I can’t explain. Something I don’t want to explain, or even try and figure out.
I lick my lips, and then reach down grabbing his hand. He watches my movements and then I see him smirk as I step around him and lead him toward the bathroom.
I hit the light switch and then let his hand drop before reaching in and flipping the shower on. I lift my shirt over my head as I turn back to see him walking out of the bathroom, surprise ripples through me and I feel the sting of rejection, but it’s brief as he strolls back into the bathroom sans his clothes.
I swallow, apprehension bubbling away inside of me as he slowly stalks toward me. He doesn’t hesitate, the moment hereaches me he lifts me into the bath and steps me back until I’m under the spray.
He doesn’t take his eyes off me, as he runs my hair under the water, making sure every strand is covered.
This is too much. Too intense I need to stop this. Take back some control. I push at his chest slightly and step around him, he mirrors my movements until we swap positions, and he is under the spray instead. Then I drop to my knees in front of him.
He watches me intently as I look up at him through my lashes. I cast my gaze back down to his cock and swallow. I forgot how big and thick it was. I lick my lips and then wrap one hand around the shaft and slowly glide my hand up to the tip, and then gently run my thumb over the slit coating it in the remains of our combined juices and the fresh pre-cum dripping from it. His body tenses and I hear him inhale a breath before he widens his stance giving him better balance.
I lean forward, and let my tongue run over the edge of his slit before circling the tip and then tilting my head to the side and running it down the side of his shaft and then back up before moving to do the same on the other side of it.
His hand is suddenly in my hair, his fingers wrap around the wet strands as his grip tightens and he tips my head back to look at him.
“Stop teasing and let me fuck that pretty little mouth of yours.”
I smirk up at him as he cocks an eyebrow. His grip tightens in my hair, and I hiss at the bite of pain.
“Too rough?” he asks a note of concern in his tone.
I shake my head as much as his grip will allow. “No.” I glance away from him, feeling a little uncomfortable.
“Hey. You want to stop?” He forces my gaze back to him and I can hear the worry in his voice.
“No. I just. Erm…” I trail off, my eyes once again shifting not really knowing how to say what I want.
“Look at me,” he demands.
I swallow building up my courage before looking back up at him.
“Say it. Whatever it is, just say it.”
I bite my lip and look down at his cock so close to my face. I don’t know where my confidence has gone. I know I’m not massively experienced, but I’ve never felt this nervous about saying something before.
“Marissa,” he bites out making me jump.
“You’re kind of rough. It’s new…” I swallow, fuck it. “I like it,” I whisper feeling my cheeks heat with embarrassment. I don’t look at him, I can’t, so I keep my eyes focused on his cock, wondering if I should have just sucked his dick and not said anything.
I hear him laugh, it’s a small chuckle but all it does is fuel my mortification, I’m preparing to bolt when he gently thrusts forward and runs the tip of his cock over the closed seam of my lips. “Don’t deny me baby. I’ll give you want you want, but you gotta let me in.”
