I continue to suck and lick her through her orgasm, each flick of my tongue causing a tremor to run through her, matched only by the throbbing in my cock, until she pulls me up her body by my hair. It should hurt, but the sting of it feels amazing.
She slams her mouth into mine, thrusting her tongue in deep, and reaches down, taking over my grip on my cock. I still have her leg over one arm, and a moan escapes me as she squeezes my dick and pulls me closer with her other hand. She slides my cock along her slit, wetting the head with the evidence of her arousal, using it to rub her clit more, before lining me up with her entrance, and lowering herself slightly, taking me inside her just a little.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” she says into my mouth, “I want to feel all of you.”
In one motion, I pick up her other leg and thrust all the way into her, ramming her so hard against the door there’s a slight cracking sound. She grabs my face in both hands, kissing me roughly, moaning against my mouth. I slam into her again, and this time the cracking sound is louder, causing me to stop and look into her eyes.
“Forget it,” she says, pulling me into another rough kiss, tightening her thighs around me to slide up my dick.
“Bed,” I grunt, hoping she gets my meaning as I’m pulling her off the door and turning around. I carry her to the bed with my cock still inside her, the motion of my footsteps causing me to pump into her slightly. If I don’t get this under control, I’m going to come too soon. She feels fucking amazing. I want this to last as long as possible. And I definitely need to feel her come on my dick.
When we reach the side of the neatly made bed, I lower her down gently, following her body with my own, ensuring we don’t come apart. I grip one leg, pulling her knee up to my shoulder and begin slowly pumping into her, rolling my hips to grind against her clit every time I bottom out.
“Ohmygod, Aiden,” Rhea breathes. “Don’t stop. I will kill you if you stop.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I will never stop.” I chuckle at her threat. But I mean it. I could do this forever with her and die a happy man. This feels too fucking good.
She grabs my hair with one hand and my ass with the other, forcing me deeper while she bites and sucks on the sensitive spot where my neck and shoulder meet. She’s marking me and I don’t even fucking care.
“I knew your ass would feel amazing as you pumped into me,” she groans against my shoulder, squeezing my ass for emphasis. “That’s what I thought about when I watched you in the shower. You looked so fucking hot I couldn’t look away.”
I may not have a lot to compare to, but I’m pretty sure sex has never felt this good. If I’d ever felt anything like this in the past, then sex would have been a lot harder to stay away from. Whatever this is with Rhea, it’s something different altogether.
“Rhea, you feel too fucking good, baby. Please tell me you’re close.” The tingling in the base of my spine tells me I won’t last much longer, but I really want to feel her come once more before I do. My balls are starting to tighten, pulling in close, readying for my release.
Her body freezes slightly, and her pussy pulses around me, and I recognize the beginnings of her orgasm. Finally, I can let myself come. My vision goes black and sparks shoot up my spine, my thrusts becoming erratic. I take her lips in a deep kiss, slamming into her one, two, three times, before I still, collapsing on top of her, spilling into her, filling her up, grinding against her while she spasms around me, her pulsating orgasm dragging my come from me as she milks me of every drop.
My heart skips a beat.
Every drop?
EVERY FUCKING DROP?
“FUCK!”
I jump up off of her, getting to my feet immediately. My hands fly to my hair as I look frantically for my clothes. How did I let this happen?
“I can’t believe we did that! We forgot to use a fucking condom. Why didn’t you say anything?”
I’m scrambling around, throwing on my boxers and jeans, buckling my belt, all while frantically running my hands through my hair. Rhea lies naked on the bed and looks at me dumbfounded, like I’ve lost it.
And I have lost it.
I have never forgotten a condom, ever. And certainly not since my family’s accident. I never want to risk passing on my genetic material and yet, shortly after meeting this woman, I throw caution to the wind?
“I can’t believe I fucked you bareback. What the fuck?”
I race out to the living room and gather up my shirt and shoes and let myself out of Rhea’s apartment without so much as saying goodbye.
Fuck, I’m an asshole. A stupid. fucking. asshole.
Chapter 23
Rhea - Peanut Butter Cups and Sadness
Well. That was not at all how I thought that would go.
Of all the things I logically expect to happen after I sleep with someone, having that person run away screaming is not anywhere near the top of the list, yet here we are.
