“Shhhh…” He closed the door and took her to the left corner of the empty interior. Stale air filled the place, making breathing difficult. Or was it because she wanted him so much, it became impossible to keep up?
Theo removed her dress and pulled down her underwear, leaving her bare. Naked and unashamed. He took off his shirt and jeans, kicking his shoes to the side. Hmmm… commando.
When he kissed her, her every sense seared with awareness. She circled her arms around his head, angling her mouth for him to command. He took every bit of her offer, and more, skating his hands down her naked breasts, cupping them until a hot throb began to beat behind her nipples.
She touched his chest, loving his hard muscles, the countless ridges and planes of amazing abs. When she palmed his cock, a thrill shot up her wrist, spiking her pulse. Suddenly, everything moved faster than the previous night, and she stroked him from root to tip, feeling him grow under her grasp.
He kneaded her ass in circular movements, warming her flesh until she tore her mouth from his to gasp for air. He did the same, resting his forehead against hers. She grinded on him, wishing there was a way she could rub all of herself on him at once.
He groaned, and his manly fluid bubbled at the tip. Then, he pushed her against the wall, lifting her from the ground. She quivered, so aroused for him, for the promise of a quick, dirty fuck.
She didn’t waste time and wrapped her legs around him, welcoming him into her, eager and willing. He positioned himself at her entrance with a wicked grin. “Kiss me.”
He stroked her cheek, and the gentle touch alone helped dissipate the pain. Her bones seemed to melt, and she let out a long sigh. When he fused his lips on hers, a current of arousal reignited inside, and she knew then she was ready for more.
She scratched his shoulder and felt him grow inside her. He deepened the claim of his lips on hers, his tongue teasing, exploring, and commanding. He cupped her neck, angling her head to intensify the kiss. A kiss that demanded and punished. Gasping for air, she broke it off to breathe.
Theo continued to deposit small pecks on her cheek and nose, and a part of her wanted to die in his arms, now. All the stimulation stoked a fire in her belly, one only he could extinguish.
He continued to thrust his cock inside her, her walls clinging to every inch of him. She chewed her lip, and the thread of pain shot at her again as her body adjusted to his size.
“Amaya, I don’t want to hurt you.”
Did I frown? She looked at him square in the eyes, resolute in giving him the honesty he deserved. “You’re enormous, and it takes a while. We can do this, Theo. I want every inch of you inside me.”
A wolfish smile curled his lips. “You’re very ambitious, Amaya Lopez.”
She winked at him. “You’re spoiling me.”
He nipped her nose. “You just wait.”
A spark of affection crossed his eyes, sizzling the little hairs at the back of her neck. Affection? She probably misread the signals, but who cared? She needed…this. His attentive manner, even if he didn’t live up to it for the remainder of her stay.
“You’re so tight, baby. And soaking wet,” he said, and she felt more of his cock filling her.
“This…” Her breath caught in her throat.
“Almost done.”
Sweet Jesus. There was more! She decided not to voice her surprise—he’d been big when she’d seen him naked, and when she sucked his gorgeous cock, she hadn’t been able to put him completely in her mouth. But this…
She moaned.
Little electric charges of awareness began to ignite her from head to toe. When he finished entering her, he didn’t move for a moment, and she reveled in that primal sensation of being stuffed by a male. Her clit throbbed, swelling, achy.
Then, he pulled his cock halfway out, and before she had time to protest, he plunged inside her again, at once. His balls, heavy and full, slapped against her thighs. He continued to retreat and thrust, each time harder, deeper, all the way to the hilt.
Her heart raced madly, blood pounding at her pulse. The friction made her inner muscles stretch to the max. Ripples of pleasure began to move through her, and she arched against him, holding his sweat-slicked shoulders, then lowering her hands to cup his perfect ass.
She darted out her tongue, searching for him, and he kissed her with a passion even greater than before. She clenched his ass, and discovered it made him fuck her quicker, with steady plunges, each time driving her wild for more. His cock was the gateway drug for a world of unknown pleasures. Pleasures she didn’t dare to ignore.
“Theo…I’m…” she started, finding it hard to string sentences together.
“Come for me, Amaya,” he said, and flicked her clit in a maddening rhythm, which took her over the edge. Soon, her body contracted for one hot second, then released again with tremors as her climax washed over her, the little ripples from seconds ago turning into a tsunami of pleasure.
She succumbed to the sensations overpowering her, feeling so weak and yet so charged. He groaned, jerking backward and forward a couple of times until he released himself inside her, his hot load filling her, completing her. Making her full even though she’d never been empty before.
Chapter Eight
