Her droopy eyes lock onto mine before closing, and I kiss her lips.
“I can taste myself on your tongue,” she murmurs against my mouth.
“You know what I can taste?” I swipe the hair back from her face. “Everything I’ve ever wanted.”
She whimpers and wraps her arms around me. “I want you inside of me. I need to feel you, Flint.”
“I need a condom.”
“No. There’s been enough barriers between us already.” Her leg wraps around my thigh, forcing me flush with her heat. “Fuck me raw, Chief.”
My dick’s already between her legs, poking at her entrance as if he heard her before I did. I should stop. Carry her to bed, get a condom from my drawer, be the sensible adult I usually am, but I’ve already broken every rule tonight. What’s another?
I cup her ass in my palms and lift her off her feet, pinning her between me and the tiles.
She wraps both legs around me and moans as the head of my cock pushes inside her tight pussy.
“You sure you want it like this?” I push inside another inch. Another groan rumbles from my chest. “If you need me to stop, just say the word, sweetheart.”
“Don’t stop. Just fuck me. Hard.” She wraps both arms tight around my neck and kisses me as if her life depends on it.
I thrust into her with a growl and seat myself fully in her heat. Every muscle is on fire, my body burning up from the inside. I can’t move. Afraid I’ll come all too soon and I want to fucking last, damn it. But she feels too good. Too tight. Too right. I pull out and push back in. “Mine.” I groan between kisses. “You’re all fucking mine, firecracker.”
“Yours, Chief,” she says on a breathy moan as I pound into her again.
I’m the one in charge here, but she’s consuming every part of me, mind, body and soul. Is it possible to love someoneunconditionally who isn’t your flesh and blood? That’s how I feel about her. From the moment she walked into my home on Mason’s arm, I felt her warmth seep into my heart and spread like wildfire. Now we’re fused together, I don’t think I can ever let her go. Not in this life or the next.
She whimpers between kisses, her breathing erratic, chest pounding against mine, matching my rhythm in a beautiful symphony of chaos. I pull my head back. “You all right?”
“I think I’m gonna come again.” Nails dig into my back, her body shakes.
I pound into her deeper and harder, our bodies colliding in a firestorm of pleasure. “Come on my cock, firecracker. I want your sweet cunt to tighten around me. Milk every drop of my cum, sweetheart, my pleasure’s yours.” I kiss her neck, then bite her ear to stop myself from combusting. Not before she’s done.
“Keep talking dirty to me.” She moans on another thrust. The sound of our bodies writhing together is obscene. A mix of arousal, heat, sweat and tears, and I want it all from her. Every drop she has to give.
“You like the dirty talk, huh?” I smile against her ear as I whisper filthy things. “You like Chief’s big cock inside you?”
She whimpers. “Yes, Chief.”
“You want my cum filling up your greedy pussy?”
“Yes, Chief.”
I reach my hand around her ass, sliding down the valley of her cheeks, knowing she liked it when I touched her there. “You want my finger in your ass?”
Her muscles tense, but as my slick fingers massage her bud, she moans again.
“That’s my dirty little girl. Come for me, firecracker. Come on your chief’s cock like a good little girl.” I latch onto her neck and suck, focusing on her scent, her skin and her pleasure before I burn up and shoot my load.
Her throat vibrates with a guttural cry, this one more raw than the first. Her body shakes as I hold her in my arms. “Come with me,” she cries.
“I’m already there, baby.” My balls draw up tight, my stomach hardens and with one more thrust into her, I come undone. I should have pulled out. Should have worn a condom. Should have done so many things. But I don’t even care anymore as I pull out and push back inside my girl, filling her with every last drop of my arousal until I’m spent.
Every muscle aches, but I can still carry her to bed. Not even bothering to rinse us off, because I like the idea of her covered in my sweat and filled with my cum.
She doesn’t protest either when I step out of the shower with her in my arms, wrap her in a towel, and carry her to the bed. “Are we not gonna shower again?”
“We can shower in the morning.” I dry her off, then pull the cover over the both of us.
