“Simon … oh, God, yes…”
“Feel good? You like my big dick filling that tight little pussy?”
“Fuckyes.”
He smiled at the emphasis on the curse, then pushed in harder, deeper. Her body jerked every time his pelvis slammed against her ass. As heat churned, electricity arcing at the base of his spine, he fucked her, unable to get enough.
“God, that feels good,” she hissed.
Simon stopped, pulling out so he could change positions. He flipped her over, pushing her back onto the bed, her ass hanging right on the edge, her ankles by his ears. He pushed inside her again, not wanting to hurt her but unable to hold back any longer. She felt so right to him, as though this was exactly where he was meant to be.
“I need to see your beautiful face when you come,” he told her, picking up the pace as he folded her in half so he could plant his hands on the bed.
Violet gripped his wrists for leverage, her pussy contracting around his dick. He wasn’t going to last much longer.
“I need this pussy to come for me, Vi. I want to feel your sweet juices all over my dick. I won’t come until you do.” He hoped.
Her back arched as he railed into her again and again. Slow and gentle took a backseat to hard and deep. He slammed in, pulled out. Faster, deeper. All finesse disappeared as he chased his release. When he was fast approaching the point of no return, Simon rubbed her clit with his thumb, watching as hermouth fell open in a silent scream, her pussy locking down on him.
“That’s it, baby. Are you comin’ all over my dick?”
“Yes, Simon. Oh, fuck yes!”
Her pussy milked him as he held on, wanting her to ride out her orgasm for as long as possible. As soon as he felt her relax, he drove in one final time and came, a rough growl rumbling in his chest.
Chapter Eight
Saturday, September 10, 2022
Violet opened her eyes, her body heavyfrom exhaustion.
She was in her bed, Simon next to her. She took stock of the aches that consumed her, smiling as she remembered how she’d gotten them.
Last night.
Simon Jennings.
Multiple orgasms.
Oh, man.
The sex … it had been unlike anything she’d ever experienced. Most of her first times involved some grunts and moans but never any talking. Hell, she couldn’t remember much eye contact because it always felt awkward.
Never had she been quite so vocal or been with anyone who was. She probably should’ve been embarrassed that she’d gotten so lost in the encounter, but for some reason, it felt right with Simon.
After round one—thedirtiestsex she’d had to date—they’d taken a break, but only long enough to get water. It was during that trip to the kitchen when round two—thehottestsex she’d had to date—began. Simon had deposited her on the kitchen counter and proceeded to prove how skilled he was with his mouth. He made her come with his tongue, then proceeded to fuck her right there on the counter.
Round three—thesweetestsex she’d had to date—didn’t come for a while later. After they’d cleaned up and fallen into her bed. Sleep had been instant, at least for her. At some point, he’d woken her up, teasing her with light strokes of his fingers along her arm. Instantly, she’d wanted him, so she rolled on top of him, kissing him until she was dizzy. She took the lead, straddling his hips and taking his cock deep inside her. She rocked on top of him, his arms banded around her, their lips fused, tongues dancing until they erupted together.
Now, with dawn looming in the very near future, she found herself aching for more of him. It hadn’t even been two hours since their last go-round, and she was fighting the urge to reach for him.
Was she addicted? Was this what it felt like to crave something?
She tried not to move as she turned to look at him. He was completely relaxed, sleeping right beside her.
Violet knew in that moment that she had screwed up. Royally.
She’d tried to tell herself she could handle a casual hookup, but clearly, she’d been wrong. So very,verywrong. There was a strange tightening in her chest and a flutter in her belly. It happened every time she looked at him. More so since round one, and it had gotten more intense throughout the night.
