Heat spreads through my body at her feisty words. She doesn’t stop me as I step back into her space, backing her against the counter. My hand slips around the back of her head, tangling in her hair, gripping her tightly as my mouth crashes into hers.
She doesn’t protest. Instead, her nails dig into my back as she pulls me closer, her tongue tangling with mine, kissing me with a feral, uninhibited need. I grab the bottom of her sweater, breaking apart from her just long enough to pull it away from her body and remove her bra.
My hands slip beneath the waistband of her leggings, dragging them down with her panties. Jade’s eyes are hooded now, burning with desire as she stands naked in my kitchen, staring back at me.
There isn’t a doubt in my mind that I could take her right here if I wanted to. Something inside me stirs. I’ve let her have her little bit of fun being in control. Now it’s my turn. I lift her into the air, sweeping her into my arms.
“What are you doing?” She sounds shocked, not angry, as she wraps herself around me.
“Taking you to my room.”
No one else has ever been in my room before, let alone in my bed, but it’s where I want her right now. I want to lay her down and worship her body as if I’m begging for a way into heaven.
My room is on the first floor and I carry her there, not stopping until I’m laying her down on my king-sized mattress. I don’t bother shutting the door. I want her moans and cries echoing throughout my house.
Jade lies on the center of the bed, her eyes flicking to mine as I walk around the perimeter of it, dragging my fingers across her flesh. I want to memorize every tiny detail of her. “I fucking love you like this,” I rasp.
I walk to the bottom of the bed, gripping her ankles as I drag her to the edge of the bed. I lower myself back down to my knees, sliding my hands up her calves, over her knees. They fall apart for me as I pin my arms against her thighs.
My face dips down between her legs, running my nose along the outside of her cunt, breathing in the smell of her arousal. I moan, deep and guttural, my cock pulsating. Warmth builds in the pit of my stomach.
She sighs, her body sagging as I trace her pussy lips with my tongue, deliberately teasing her with the tip. She wiggles beneath my touch, bucking her hips in protest. My lips move over the place she wants me the most, softly kissing it.
“What’s wrong?” I murmur, slipping my tongue over her clit and pushing it into her, tasting her arousal.
“Fuck you, Ford,” she growls, slipping her hands through my hair, tugging on my scalp. “You know what you’re doing.”
A chuckle vibrates in my chest and she attempts to lift her hips again, but I pin her down to the mattress. She lets out a frustrated sigh that transforms into a moan as I finally give her what she wants.
I lick her cunt, circling my tongue around her clit, alternating between licking and sucking as I fuck her with my mouth. My tongue laps against her, flicking her clit, applying pressure as I roll over it, again and again.
Her hips lift and she writhers beneath me. Her body shakes, her breathing growing more ragged with every passing second. My cock strains, the pressure building inside me as I push my tongue inside her.
My balls constrict and I moan against her, imaging my cock inside of her as she fucks my face. She moans louder, pushing against my arms, needing more. My tongue moves back to her clit and I devour her, sucking it hard into my mouth, giving her exactly what she wants.
She bucks her hips, her moans filling the air, fingers tugging on my hair. “Oh, fuck,” she pants, her body coming apart on the bed beneath me. Her orgasm hits her with full force, the exact time mine does. I growl against her flesh, eating her out as I lose myself, cum spurting from my cock onto the floor.
I pin her down, consuming her as she rides out the waves of euphoria. I’m right there with her, my own body overheating as ecstasy wraps around me. My movements slow to gentle licks and kisses before I pull my face away from her.
I rise to my feet, unable to tear my gaze away from her swollen, glistening cunt. My cock is already hard again as I rake my gaze along the length of her body. Her lips are parted, her chest heaving, nostrils flaring as she stares up at me through dazed and satiated eyes.
“You’re fucking perfect.”
A lazy grin tugs on her lips. “No one’s perfect, Matteo.”
“Except you.” I lower myself onto the mattress and crawl up the length of her body until I’m hovering over her. “You are, for me.”
She inhales sharply, her grin falling from her lips as she swallows roughly.
“It’s true,” I murmur, my face dipping down to hers. “No one else has ever been here before. You’re the only one who's ever been in my bed.”
Her eyes slowly bounce between mine, her chest rises and falls a little quicker, before she pulls my mouth down to hers. She kisses me hard, her lips moving against mine with no sense of self control. All thoughts vanish as her legs lift to wrap around me and her hands slide around the back of my neck.
My tongue pushes into her mouth, tangling with hers as I settle between her legs, moaning into her mouth as I slowly sink into her. She whimpers as I push my cock in deeper, filling her completely. I pause when I’m fully inside of her.
I could die right here, right now, the happiest man on earth.
I pull my hips back, dragging my cock out until just the tip is inside and then I sink back into her. Her hands drag down to my torso, her nails cutting into my skin as I start to fuck her, thrusting in and out, filling her over and over. She lifts her hips, tightening her legs around me as she meets me with every thrust.
