He groans and cuts off my air when my climax reaches its peak, sending me spiraling into pure bliss, so much more intense than the last time he got me off. Violent waves of pure pleasure wrack through my body. Over, and over again.
“Oh my god, I didn’t mean to do that. I’m so sorry.” Wetness leaks uncontrollably out of me, soaking his fingers.
He smiles. “I’m going to make you do it again.” He pulls his fingers out and licks them clean.
I miss their presence already, even if it is only temporary. He stands, wraps his hands under my backside, and picks me up, carrying me up the stairs and to his bed. I whisper a silent thanks that nobody is around to see us. I giggle as he tosses me on the bed.
“Something funny, cupcake? Let’s see how funny it is when you’re screaming my name at the top of your lungs.” He starts undressing himself with urgency.
“What’s the rush?” I tease. He tears my shorts off with one swift move.
“You are. I’m not going to give you time to change your mind.” His eyes darken, burning into my soul.
If the tension in this room turns up any higher, I might explode. I lean up to take my top off and toss it aside.
“You are so beautiful,” he says, climbing between my legs and pushing them apart like he did on the mat, but this time there’s nothing between us.
I admire the perfection of him as he takes some time to softly stroke my skin. My heart races. At this moment, it’s not just my body that’s exposed to him. My heart is, too.
How can a man like him truly want someone like me? I push the thought in the back of my mind and our mouths connect again. I grab the back of his head with one hand and his hip with the other, desperate to feel him against me.
Shit. “I’m not on birth control.” I stop him.
“I’ll get you a morning after pill. You can look at my recent clean bill of health after we are done, because I’ll be damned if I let a condom come between me and your sweet cunt.” His fingers slide between my legs and he plunges two into me.
His dick, gripped in his other hand, stroking it softly. My eyes roam the length of him, unsure of how he will fit it inside of me. I’ve never seen one that big.
He removes his finger and presses against me, rubbing the thick head over my entrance and sensitive clit. “If you want to stop you better speak now or forever hold your peace.” He eases the tip in, stretching me out.
I don’t answer him.I pull him in close to me, kissing him deeply and showing him what I want.
It takes a few times of him working himself in and out before it goes all the way in. “Oh fuck,” he whispers. “I’m not going to be able to last. You feel so fucking good.”
It’s painful at first due to his abnormally large size. I want him—I need him. I roll my hips in synchrony with his long strokes, meeting him thrust for thrust. “Nick,” I moan.
“Yes?” he pants, pumping in and out slowly.
“Fuck me.”
He lets out a long breath I know he’s been holding back. “Yes ma’am,” he growls, pulls back, and slams into me, filling me with more pain and pleasure.
He takes turns kisses me over and around each breast, nipping, sucking, and sometimes just flat out biting down, marking me all over. I drag my nails down his muscular back, gripping hard like I might lose him—this, if I let go. He works even harder.
My orgasm builds fast, this time I don’t hold back. “I’m going to come.” I moan.
“That’s my good girl, come on my cock.” He reaches down and circles my clit with is finger and pounds into me even harder. The sweet assault on my senses along with his dirty words throw me over the edge. I scream out his name as my orgasm soars through me, soaking his dick in the process.
“Fuck…Maya…goddammit you feel so good,” he growls, finding his own release quickly after me.
The feeling of him pulsing inside of me is insanely hot—he is insanely hot. This is the first time I’ve ever been with a man thatI didn’t disengage myself from the situation, the first time I’ve been with a man where it was consensual and something I truly wanted, not because I was being raped or needed a few dollars to eat.
But what do I do now that it’s over with? His silence is uncomfortable, so I decide to break it. “Do you want me to get out now?” I whisper. That’s all I know though, to part ways after.
“You even so much as twitch a muscle towards that door and I’ll drag you back here kicking and screaming.” He pulls me closer to his body.
“Don’t we need to get the morning after pill?” I’m more nervous now than I was before we came up here.
“Always so quick to run away. You have seventy-two hours to take it. I’ll have Dr. Bennett bring one in the morning. I want you here, Maya. Not just in my house, but here next to me, where you belong.”
