I can’t help but laugh. A buoyant, carefree laugh that releases something inside me. Quite possibly endorphins.
“Don’t hold back,” I tell him between frenzied kisses. “I like it hard. I like it rough. I like it dirty.”
Baz pauses to look at me. A depraved gleam burning in his eyes. “Good. Cause that’s the only way I know how to fuck.” He picks me up and urges me onto my hands and knees. I buzz with desire, anxious for him to touch me, to use me, to fuck me.
The deep, masculine, pleasure-seeking sounds Baz makes from behind me as he palms my ass and bites my back may be the most arousing melody I have ever heard.
I freeze from a shock of pleasure as Baz spreads my inflamed cheeks and begins to lick me again. Following the path from my clit to my crack and back again until I’m soaking wet. When he presses on my exposed little button hole, I nearly fly off the table. Fear seizing my chest.
“Stevie?” Baz grabs hold of my hips before I can get too far.
“Not there,” I choke out, trying to calm myself down. “Not like that.” I screw my eyes shut fighting the memories threatening to invade.
“I’m sorry.” I feel Baz’s warm chest against my back. His calm voice soothing me. “You said—”
“I know what I said,” I cut him off. “It’s my fault. I wasn’t thinking.”
“Do you want to stop?”
Stop?I look over my shoulder and meet his worried eyes.
“No.” I smile. “I want you. Badly. Just . . . not that way.” I stuff down my vulnerability, hoping he doesn’t see it.
“I want you badly, too.” He tickles my neck with his beard, the same way he did at the bar. And just like at the bar, I giggle like a little girl. “And if I can’t come in your ass, I’ll just come all over it.”
“Do your worst,” I egg him on, rubbing myself against his erection.
“Mmm.” He buries his face in the curve of my neck and slides his cock through my dewy folds. “I have never wanted a woman as much as I fucking want you.”I’ve never wanted a man as much as I want him.But I’m not ready to divulge that tidbit of information. “From the first second I saw you. I had to have you.” He nudges the head of his cock against my entrance. I push back, more eager than a thrill-seeker.
“Fuck, I hope I fit.” He penetrates my pussy, stretching me immediately.
“Ego, much?” I huff as he pushes in deeper.
“It has nothing to do with ego and everything to do with basic science. You’re small, I’m big.” He strains.
“You’ll fit,” I encourage him. “Don’t be scared. You won’t break me.”
“When you can’t walk tomorrow, I don’t want to hear you complain.” He sinks in deeper, and my inner walls expand exponentially.
“Ah!” I throw my head back as he forces his way inside. Fuck, heisbig, and thick and long, I’ve never been so full in my life.
“God, I want to fuck you.”
“So what are you waiting for?”
“I’m only halfway in; I don’t want to hurt you.”
Is this guy for real? He actually cares if he hurts me or not?
“Just do it. I don’t care if it hurts. I just want you, and I want you now.” I continue to push back onto his cock.
“You’re bossy in bed.”
“Technically, we’re on the table.”
“We’ll get there, don’t worry.” He thrusts and I scream.
“Stevie?”
