“You call her up now and tell her it’s off!” I bark.
“No!” she barks back. I drop my hands, clenching my fists at my sides.
Jesus…this fucking woman…!
“Fine! ThenIwill!” I spin around to leave the room, intent on reaching my phone and calling the Carter bitch right now. But a hand on my arm stops me, fingers digging in deep. I spin back to face her.
“You can’t fucking do that!” She gets right up in my face, standing on her toes to yell at me.
“I can. And I will!” I yell right back. She steps away, and I advance, stopping abruptly as she bumps up against the bathroom cabinet. Her eyes fly wide, and her hand shoots up, but I catch her wrist before her palm can connect with my cheek.
“Damn you!” she shouts.
“Damn you!” I shout back. We’re both breathless, glaring at each other as our chests heave against each other. Soft, lush breasts that mash against me.
God help me…
Suddenly my head’s descending, and my mouth covers hers. Our teeth clash as she resists the kiss, then parts her lips… and it’s heaven. My tongue slides into her mouth, dueling with hers as I slide my arms around her waist and gather her against me. She’s so fucking sweet…so soft. And I’m drowning in the warmth of her.
“Mateo…” my name comes out on her breath as I raise my head. She’s staring up at me, lips swollen, eyes wide. I stare back, at a loss for words, until her arm twines around my neck, and she drags my head back down.
The next kiss is less brutal but no less heated. Her fingers thread into my hair, and I slide a hand under her shirt to cup one full breast. Her nipple puckers immediately as my thumb swirls over it, and she moans into my mouth. I feel her reach down and fumble with the top of my black sweatpants, pulling them down over my hips.
“God…Andy…” I groan. I don’t know if I’m about to warn her or encourage her. But if she takes this one step further, there’s no turning back, and part of me is so afraid to hurt her. When her fingers curl around the throbbing flesh of my cock, my breath hisses out. I’m certain I’ve walked around with a permanent boner all week. Jacking off hasn’t put a goddamn dent in it either. I wake up hard and go to sleep that way to dream of her. And now she’s here in the flesh, and I’m too weak to resist.
“I need you. Please!” The urgency in her voice makes me wonder if she’s been feeling the same way. I slide a hand up her thigh beneath the bottom of her skirt and reach down to cup her ass. It doesn’t take much to heft her up onto the edge of the basin, and then I’m stepping beneath her parted thighs.
I look down and watch as I slide my fingers beneath the elastic of her panties, pushing them aside. Plump pink lips glisten through the neatly trimmed hair of her pussy, and I could drop to my knees and drink her in right now. But she’s curled a calf around my hips, so I slide a finger into her instead.
“Jesus, you’re dripping wet.” My voice is hoarse with barely restrained lust. I want to fuck her so hard that her eyes roll back. I slide another finger into her, listening to the slick wet sounds as I pump them. She tips her hips up, mewling as I graze my thumb over her clit and rub onto it.
“Please! For fuck’s sakes!” Her heel pummels into my ass, her hand tugging at my shaft. I close my hand over hers, guiding the head over her slit. “Yes…yes…like that…please!” She tilts her hips higher, her hand taking over the guiding now, and suddenly I’m in. And it’s fucking bliss.
“God!” I choke out as I slide home. She locks her ankles behind me and grips my shoulders. I take a firm grip on her hips, trying to hold her steady as I slide out and then back in again.
Jesus, the sight of my cock sliding into her sweet heat is almost enough to send me over the edge. I want to plow into her and lose myself completely. But there are still faint yellowing bruises along her ribcage and torso. I can’t risk hurting her. She’s too precious.
“For God’s sake, fuck me, dammit! I won’t break,” she bites out. I look up into her eyes, seeing her brow furrow as she bucks up at me. I ram into her, and she chokes out a hoarse, “Yes!” I keep going, with her crying, “Yes,” with every jarring stroke.
I fuck her like a man possessed. I am – I’m possessed by her. And I know she’s doing it again… That thing where she uses me to drive the demons from her. It’s not what I want. It’s not meant to be this way, but I’m too far gone to resist.
I keep my eyes locked with hers…at least I can cling to that small connection as her mouth drops open and her stare becomes vacant. Pleasure contorts her face, and a glance into the mirror behind her shows me that mine has too. And then the sight of her taking me with such wild abandon is almost too much. I grit my teeth and slow myself to stop the coiling in my belly from overwhelming me.
“Don’t stop,” she gasps out. “I’m coming too…come with me…fill me up! I want to feel you!”
I grunt as I thrust roughly forward and bury myself in her core, feeling my balls clench and then release in a rush.
“Yes! Oh, God! You’re so deep! Fuck! Fuuuck!” She throws her head back, and I feel the clasping of her silken walls around me. Hot. Wet. It feels like her pussy’s sucking me dry; so good it almost hurts. I’m pretty sure I see stars, the rough snarl in my ears is my own voice as I empty myself in her.
Seconds later, she’s still grinding and clenching around me, wringing the last of her orgasm free. I hold her until she goes still and then tips forward, dropping her head against my chest.
“Fuck,” she says hoarsely. “Fuck, that was intense.”
I lower my head and press my lips against her hair, keeping my arms around her. It makes my heart ache when she moves and I slide out of her. But I don’t let her go. Instead, I pull the waistband of my pants over my hips, lift her up and cradle her against my chest.
“You can put me down now, you know.”
“I know.” But I walk through to the bedroom and set her gently onto the bed. “Stay there. I’m bringing you dinner.”
