“Yes, sir.” I quickly scramble around and smile at him over my shoulder. “After the last time, this is my new favorite position.”
“You’re telling me you never done a down and dirty doggie before?”
The only downward dog I’ve done is at yoga.
I shake my head. “Most country club sex is very vanilla. Even the women cheating on their husbands with the golf or tennis pros don’t have many variations.”
“Shit, that sucks. And not in the good way.” His rough palms smooth over my ass cheeks. “You sure are fine.”
How did this rough, tatted man make simple phrases seem important and meaningful? No flowery words and promises, just out there and in your face honesty. Honesty even if it hurt. My world had become so structured and stilted, I didn’t even realize all I was missing was—truth.
He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to him, nuzzling my neck. “Hey, where did you go just then?”
“You noticed.” I was with Brad for almost a year, and he never questioned my moods or concerns, always focused on himself.
“I notice everything, babe. I told you, it’s how I stay alive.”
His warm breath tickles my neck, making me shiver. “See what you do to me?”
“I see I got a hot babe here who sucks dick like a pro and fucks with everything she’s got. Only right I return the favor.” He holds me tighter, my back to his front. When his hand slides down to my heat, my body quivers.
“Hmmm, I got you shaking, huh?” Bolt whispers into my hair as his fingers knead my clit. “Love how you melt for me. So fuckin’ wet and ready.”
His thick fingers feather over my clit, and unbelievably, my body shudders into another orgasm. My head falls back against his shoulder, my lips parted until he covers them with his in a searing, sultry, open-mouthed kiss.
He takes the same hand and sneaks it between us,separating my cheeks and gently coating my ass with my cream while he nips at my shoulder.
“Ever taken it there?” he mumbles into my skin. “Feels fuckin’ amazing.”
My breath catches at the thought.
He continues to rub his fingers over my hole, slow and rhythmic, and when he presses his cock between my cheeks, I gasp out. My heart beats harder as I move with him, the excitement almost unbearable.
“I promise to go slow, real slow, any way you want it.” His hips keep up a slow grind as his thick, hard dick glides between my sensitive flesh.
I brace my hands against the headboard and stop. I twist my head toward him. “Not yet.”
“You ain’t afraid of me, are you?” His concerned face almost makes me weep for what I’ve been missing for so long.
“No, it’s not like that. I just need time.”
“Sure, it’s all right.” He kisses the side of my face. “But now, you got me so amped up, I gotta get in your heat. Like right the fuck now.”
“Yes, yes.” I wiggle into his rigid cock, already dripping wet with hunger.
He grips my hips with each hand. “Hold on, babe, ‘cause this ain’t gonna be sweet.”
Bolt glides between my sensitive ass cheeks once, twice, then surges forward until he’s deep inside me. I shift to get him deeper, until he’s rubbing and teasing my clit with his huge dick. Gripping my hips harder, he pistons into me hard, relentlessly. Digging deep until his balls slap against my ass at a dizzying speed.
My head drops between my arms as I grip the headboard, barely holding on, devouring every inch of Bolt and wanting more, much more. He thrusts into me, and I push back againsthim in a war of pleasure mixed with pain. I want everything he has to give and more until it all collides in a kaleidoscope of flashing lights and uninhibited, glorious rapture.
When the wave hits, it hits hard, sending my palms flat to the mattress. My center pulses like I’ve never experienced, and I never want it to stop.
“Yes, yes, please don’t stop,” I scream out.
Bolt lets out a howl that vibrates through me, pumps into me one more time, then crashes us to the sheets.
Our ragged breathing is the only sound in the room. I’m totally boneless, unable to move, unable to think, and it’s the best feeling—ever.
