I rally everything in me into overdrive, keeping both the momentum and angle exactly the same. Like clockwork, on that final, deep crook of my fingers, Alma shatters into a million tiny pieces. Back arching off the bed, a jumbled mess of my name,‘I’m coming,’and a litany of curses fall off her lips. It’s glorious to watch; how her chest heaves, the shake of her legs as ecstasy violently rips through her.
What’s better is the mewl of disappointment when I withdraw completely and lean back on my knees, her cum coating my lips, dripping down my chin. It’s like music to my ears as I finally free my cock from the confines of my sweatpants and pump it teasingly. Stares fused through her comedown, I lick my lips and make quick work of flipping her onto her stomach.
“Crew,” she squeals, pushing up on all fours as I drape myself over her back and lunge for her mouth.
“See how good you taste?” I croon.
Alma hums and lashes her tongue against mine for a single stroke. Then she pivots and slowly licks her way over my chin, savoring what remains of herself on my skin.
“Who would’ve thought you were such a dirty girl,” I muse, swiping the head of my cock between her pussy lips. “You ready for me?”
“Mhmm.” That’s not her only answer, though. She follows that up with a small hand sealing around my cock, guiding him where we both want him most. “Fuck me,hard,and don’t hold back on me, okay? I need it.”
Say less, baby.
Without warning, I lock a hand around her jaw, the pads of my fingers digging into her cheeks, forcing her eyes on me. A singular thrust and I’m in, filling her until I bottom the out. Alma gasps profoundly, brown eyes widening as she fists the sheets beneath us.
“Again. Do it again,” she begs.
“What?” Repeating the same motion, I pull out to the tip and slam back in. “This?”
“Yes, fuck yes. Just like that.” Her head drops back against my shoulder, eyes rolling to the heavens.
Mine are on the same trajectory, if I’m being completely honest. The way her heat envelopes me and how well she takes me… it’s as if she was made for me. A disconcerting thought considering what got us here, but I push it away for the time being and focus on her. Snaking a hand between her legs, I bring my fingers to her clit and rub small, deft circles as my teeth sink into her shoulder.
Alma mewls beneath my touch and rolls her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust. Even when I increase the tempo, she doesn’t let up, throwing it back against me in perfect sync. By the time I’m plowing into her, our skin slapping viciously, beads of sweat running down my temples, I’m ready to blow. And if theway her cunt clamps down around me says anything at all, it’s that she’s right there, too.
“That’s it, pretty girl. Give it to me. Come for me again,” I grate, hyper-focusing on her clit.
Nothing but a few more circles and she’s falling apart. “Yes, yes! Right there, right there, right there! I’m coming!”
I’m not far behind her, slamming into her one last time and emptying myself deep inside her. “Fuuuuuck,” I growl, head thrown back as my orgasm tears through me.
I can’t remember the last time I came this hard, to the point my vision speckled and blurred around the edges. Hell, I can’t remember the last time I came inside a woman. There’s nothing like it, and yet, it’s never felt as good as it does with her…
There’s no intermission to follow. We go at it again once more until she’s so far gone, a limp, panting mess, that she doesn’t realize I’m rolling her onto her back. It’s not until I’m crawling over her that she comes back to reality and sets a hand to my chest.
“No, don’t. It’s your turn now. Let me make you feel good,” she says softly, still somewhat out of breath.
“You already have,” I chuckle, peppering kisses along her neck. “Tonight isn’t about me. It’s about you, remember? About cleaning up the mess in your head and silencing the chaos.”
Still, Alma shakes her head and pats the space beside her to the best of her ability. “Lay down, Crew. Getting you off will do all those things.”
But I shake my head regardless and hitch her legs around my waist. “Shhh, give it up. Think you can handle me again?”
CHAPTER
NINE
ALMA
I don’t answerwith words.
Instead, I rally every ounce of strength still lingering in my body, and in one quick maneuver, I put him on his back.
Crew grins, the type Colgate would absolutely endorse, and grips my hips.“Fuck me,that was sexy.”
I can’t even help the satisfied curl of my lips. “I’m about to,” I quip, rolling my hips against his rapidly growing hard-on.
