“Then that’s exactly what you’re going to get,” I promise, tapping the head of my cock against her entrance, rubbing it through her folds to coat myself in more of her.
I push inside of her slowly, slow enough that I can feel every single inch as she swallows me up, and I hiss through my teeth atthe sensation, not knowing how anything could feel as good as this does. As good asshedoes.
I notice the way she’s still reaching beneath her to pinch her nipples, her teeth worrying at her lower lip, biting at it until it’s wet and red. Almost like she likes a little bit of pain with her pleasure. I sink deeper inside her as I push my hand back down the length of her spine, tangling my fingers in her hair, gently enough that I don’t tug, but just hard enough that I can pin her in place as I start to rock back and forth.
“Just like that,” she hums. “You can go harder.”
“Fuck, Abby,” I groan. “You’re going to kill me.”
I pull out slowly just to push right back inside, unable to tear my eyes away from the way her body accepts me, the way she stretches to accommodate my girth as I push deeper and deeper with every thrust. I accidentally clench my fist that’s tangled in her hair when her pussy squeezes tightly around me, cursing under my breath as I mutter an apology.
“Don’t,” she says breathlessly. “I like it.”
“Yeah?” I wind a little more of her hair around my fist, testing, tugging gently enough that she could tell me to stop if she wanted. “Like this?”
Her eyes pop open, looking up at me from where the side of her face is pressed into the mattress, an intensity there that has me shivering all over.
“Harder,” she says.
I have to grind my teeth to keep from shooting off too soon at the authority in her tone. I never imagined a scenario where I wouldlikea woman telling me what to do, but I’m finding that with Abby…I likeeverything.
So I give her what she asks for, tugging her hair in my grip asI pick up the pace of each thrust—the sound of skin slapping against skin ringing out in the space of my bedroom as her body jolts with every connection of our bodies. Her mouth is gaping, and her eyes are now shut tight, her expression so lost to pleasure that it has a burning desire licking at every part of my body, threatening to push me over the edge.
“That’s it,” I murmur, curving my body so I can bring my mouth to her ear as I give her hair another experimental tug. “You’re such a good girl, aren’t you. So fucking good for me.”
“Fuck,” she cries. “Harder. Give it to me.”
I nearly lose it when I realize her hand is between her legs, her little fingers swiping furiously at her clit as my cock slides deep inside her again and again and again—and suddenly my sole purpose is feeling her come apart around me. To feel her tumble over the edge knowingIdid that to her.
She yelps in surprise when I give her hair a sharper tug, snaking my arm under her belly and using the momentum to tug her up to her knees, her back pressed to my front as I drive into her.
“This what you need?” I snap my hips, my fingers splaying over her belly and pressing higher between her breasts. “You need me to fuck you hard?”
She nods her head, her hand covering mine and bringing it even higher until my fingers spread across her throat. I press my lips there as she applies a gentle pressure, telling me without words what she wants. It’s not something I expected from her—not that I ever expected that she would let me do this to her in the first place—but I’m finding everything about what she’s demanding of me is only making me burn hotter.
I cup her throat with just enough pressure for her to feel it, my teeth scraping against the soft column before I soothe the spotwith my tongue. The sounds of my skin slapping against hers continue to ring in the air, and I can feel the way she tightens around me when I squeeze at her throat. She nods dazedly when my fingers cup just beneath her jaw, forcing her head back so I can slot my mouth against hers.
“Touch yourself,” I mumble against her lips. “I want to feel you come on my cock.”
When I tuck my chin against her shoulder, I can see the way she obliges, her hand going between her legs and her fingers circling the taut bundle of nerves there. With every swipe of her fingers she gets tighter around me, making it almost difficult to continue pushing inside her. She’s practically strangling my cock at this point, and I can feel my eyes starting to cross in pleasure as I push deeper, as I snap my hips evenharder—giving her everything, just like she asked.
“Oh.Oh,” she cries, her hand working faster. “Don’t stop.”
“Never stopping,” I rasp. “Never.”
“Jack,” she cries out. “Jack.”
My name on her tongue has me moaning, a pressure building deep inside me that is fit to bursting. My thighs tremble and my body shakes, and it takes everything I have to wait for her, to wait until I can feel the rhythmic clenching of her pussy around me as she gushes with her orgasm. Only then do I allow myself to let go, rocking in and out of her with my head thrown back as I unload inside the condom.
There’s a part of me that loathes the barrier between us, something that’s literally never occurred to me before. I’ve never had sex without a condom, but for some reason, with Abby, some small part of me wishes there was nothing between us. That I could feel her bare, without any restrictions. Still, feeling hershaking against me is the greatest thing I’ve ever felt, and I can hear my breath sawing out of me in ragged pants, my hand still wrapped around her throat and my cock still lodged deep inside her even as I begin to soften.
My lips graze against her neck as my breath puffs against her skin, seemingly unable to extricate myself from her yet.
“Abby, that was…”
Her hand reaches to cover mine, squeezing gently. “I know.”
I untangle myself from her carefully, pulling the condom off and knotting it at the end before tossing it aside to collect later. For a second, I expect her to try to run off, to try to put distance between us as she often does after she lets me touch her—so she surprises me when she lets me guide her down to the bed, collecting her in my arms and pulling her into my chest as I press my lips to her temple.
