“You. Fuck, yes, you.”
His eyes flash with pleasure. He releases his cock, and dashes for the nightstand. He forcefully yanks open the drawer, making short work of finding a condom and rolling it on. When he turns back, I’m still in the same position, but I’ve slowed myself down, wanting him inside me when I come.
“Back on your hands and knees, Aurora. Now.” The order is sharp and full of authority. He expects to be obeyed. The devil inside me wants to ignore him, but the desperate and needy part of me knows that if we push it might mean delaying what we need.
I pull my fingers away, swiftly turn, and lower myself back down to brace my hands on the mattress. The bed dips as he climbs up behind me, gripping my hips firmly while lining himself up with my aching center.
“I’m not going to be gentle, Rori,” he warns me tightly, rubbing the head of his cock against my entrance, teasing.
“I don’t fucking want gentle, Goliath. If I did, I could find anyone else…Oh fuck yes!” I scream as he surges inside me. Pain and pleasure blend as he sets up a brutal pace, not allowing me a moment to adjust.
Exactly the way I want it.
I rock back against him, blissful moans and cries falling from my lips. His hand grips me by the hair at the back of my head, yanking me up so that his front is pressed to my back, and his arm wraps tight around my waist to keep me in place, changing the angle. I let out a low scream as stars dance behind my eyes. He pants harshly in my ear as he bites out, “This is what you want, orsetta? You want to piss me off so I’ll take you so fucking hard you’ll feel me long after we’re done? You want to feel my cock filling you full, stretching you?”
“Yes,” I pant, reaching back to grip any part of him I can. My fingers dig into the hard muscle of his ass, making him grunt, but it doesn’t slow him down. “Yes. Fuck, yes, Alonzo.” I can already feel my orgasm building, and it’s going to be intense when it breaks.
“You feel so damn good, Rori,” he hisses, his mouth finding the sensitive skin just under my earlobe, sucking hard at it as his free hand moves between my legs to find my clit. “I’m not going to last. Come for me. I want to feel you grip me so tight as you suck every last ounce of cum from my balls.” I shudder at his words, and the mass of sensations pushes me over the edge.
I scream his name as I come. My body breaks, my senses fracturing until I’m just a mass of sensation, unable to ground myself. I vaguely hear him shout my name, feel his body shudder and pound harder and faster inside me. Finally, he stills, pressing himself as tight into me as he can, like he doesn’t want to chance slipping out of me before he’s ready.
My body finally slumps, and he eases me down, slipping out of me, and we both give low groans. I press my face into thecool blankets, trying to get my breath back. My body trembles with how good it feels.
That was everything I hoped it would be. Slowly, I turn my head, watching as Alonzo walks back out of the bathroom, the condom gone.
I love the way he moves. Like a panther with smooth steps, but with an unmistakable power, letting you know this man is dangerous. It only makes me want him more, and I aim to have him as often as I can.
Sienna found her man, and maybe it’s time that I found mine.
19
RORI
Two days later:
I’m falling for Alonzo.No, I think I’m past falling and gone straight into the fallen. It makes me giddy with excitement and equally nervous. This is too fast. Right? It has to be. I get that Sienna fell for Alessio super fast, but that man pursued her like he was a junkie looking for his next fix.
Okay, so a small part of me is jealous about that, but I’m also extremely happy for my best friend. I know better than to compare myself to anyone else. Besides, what’s building with Alonzo is happening just right for both of us, I think.
A contented sigh slips out as I allow myself to sink a little deeper into the tub, the hot water enveloping me and relaxing my tense muscles. It’s been a busy few days, and when I got back to the room after dinner and realized I had it to myself, this was my first thought. Not that I don’t want Alonzo around, but a girl can never have enough alone time.
Not to mention, the hot water is soothing some of the aches and tenderness from the other night. Alonzo wasn’t lying when he told me that I would feel him for days. I’m still jumping his bones tonight. There was too much clean up after the last fight that needed to be done, so he didn’t come to bed until well after I was asleep, and he was gone again before I was fully awake.
If I didn’t understand why, I might be hurt, but this is his job. It’s not like I wouldn’t do the same thing if I was called away on a job. I haven’t seen him much of today, though, so I’m anxious to spend some time with him.
“God, Rori, you’re turning into a love-sick puppy,” I mutter to myself, half-disgusted, but also happy.
Alonzo and I fit. We have the same taste in food, and from what I’ve heard, he has an excellent playlist of classic rock he plays while he’s in the shower. So clearly we have that in common. Not that it’s the big thing.
The big thing is that we work. He’s not a giant slob; he’s kind to Hades and spends time playing with him to give me a break; he listens when I tell him things. Really listens and asks questions. He’s not overly romantic, but that doesn’t seem to be in his nature. He’s blunt, but he doesn’t shy away when I ask him questions. We haven’t gotten crazy personal about things yet, but I feel like that’s going to come.
God, I’m not going to turn into one of those lovesick twits, am I?
I doubt it, but after the terrible number of dates that I’ve had in the last few years, I’m probably going to enjoy this giddy feeling for as long as I can. Well, at least until I get sick of myself, which will probably be sooner than later.
An excited bark pulls me from my thoughts and I open my eyes, lifting my head to listen as I hear Alonzo talking quietly to Hades. My heart melts. Damn it, I really am falling in love withthat man. Anyone who treats my dog that well will always be in my good books.
I make quick work of getting out of the bath, into the shower to rinse off, and pulling on one of Alonzo’s shirts. I lift it to my nose, drawing in the delicious scent of him like the sap I am, before I open the door and step out.
