He fell to his knees and raised her skirt to her waist, and then he ran his nose up her slit, inhaling deeply. “You smell like a dream.” He didn’t give her any time to think before he tore the gusset of her panties, exposing her folds to him. “Fuck. Bare for me. You are a dream.” His tongue swiped up one lip and down the other before plunging between them and tonguing the well of her pussy. He moaned, the deep rumble of it vibrating through her. “I could eat you all day. But I won’t. I can’t. Because if I don’t get inside that tight little pussy in a minute I’m going to fucking explode.” He spread her lips apart and blew warm air on her clitoris.
Arousal trickled down her inner thigh. She was so wet. Wetter than she’d ever been. And she hadn’t even come yet.
“But first, I need to hear you scream,” he said just before his lips descended over the pearl of her clit.
She couldn’t figure out what he was doing with that sinful mouth of his, but it felt as though he was licking and sucking and fingering all at the same time, even though his fingers were nowhere near her clitoris.
When he scraped his teeth against it, she lost control, her pussy fluttering and pulsating with climax. “Oh, yes. Yes.” She bit her lip and pulled on his hair, pushing him tight against her pussy.
Before she came down from the high of her orgasm, he spun her around and smacked her ass cheek, bending her over the sink. Ribbons of heat unfurled inside her core, and even though she’d just come and come hard, her arousal spiked, his rough treatment like an aphrodisiac. The more dominance he exhibited over her body, the more forceful he became, the deeper she fell into a space where nothing else in the world mattered. By handing over her power to Sawyer, she was free from thought. Free from responsibilities. Free from guilt.
She watched in the mirror as he tore open a condom wrapper with his teeth. He drove inside her without warning, his cock stretching her beyond what she would’ve believed possible.
Sawyer hissed. “Fuck, it’s as though you were made for my cock. You’re perfect.”
He filled her completely, his length hitting places she’d heard existed but had never yet experienced. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t had adventurous sex. She had. She’d done things with both men and women that would shock most people.
Yet here she was, having a man who didn’t even know her name plow into her from behind, his balls slapping against her ass, his length sliding in and out of her as wet sucking sounds filled the bathroom, and something inside of her felt happy. It was as if Sawyer had woken up a part of her that had been sleeping.
He took her chin in his hand. “Watch us in the mirror. Watch as a stranger fucks you. Do you like this? Like not knowing my name? I could be anyone. You could be anyone. Just two people using each other to get off.”
Her heart hammered in her chest, her breasts bouncing with each forceful thrust. His jeans rubbed her skin, reminding her he hadn’t even bothered to lower his pants. Just unzipped them and pulled his dick out before fucking her.
It was dirty as hell, and she fucking loved every minute of it.
“I wish I didn’t have to wear a condom,” he continued, murmuring into her neck. “I’d shoot my come in your cunt, so that when you left here, I’d still be deep inside you. Dripping out of you, down your legs because I tore your panties.”
She whimpered. A goddamned whimper.
Who was this man?
He dropped his hand from her chin and curled it around her hip to cup her mound, pressing on her swollen bud. He pinched it, the pain driving up her arousal to another level. Unlike the pain she’d experienced from her father’s abuse, this pain was in her power to stop.
He changed his angle, his hand splayed on the middle of her spine, pressing her lower, her ass higher, so that each thrust hit a place inside her that made her moan and tremble uncontrollably.
“You gonna come for me? You getting off by being fucked by a stranger? You’ll leave here and never know if you’ll see me again. I could be anyone. Anywhere. Anytime.” He fisted her hair and yanked her head back, exposing the line of her throat in the mirror. “I want to feel that tight pussy get even tighter. I want you to come for me. Let me know what my cock does to you, my filthy stranger.”
She wasn’t sure if it was his command or the tone of his voice, but a tightening in her lower belly radiated outward until she exploded in a rainbow of colors, dizzy from the waves of pleasure permeating like lava throughout her body.
“That’s it,” he crooned in her ear, “come all over my cock. I can feel you spilling out. Fuck, you drenched me.” His thrusting suddenly stopped, and he groaned, long and loud, as his chest covered her back and his dick pulsed inside of her with the force of his release. His teeth sunk into the soft spot between her neck and shoulder as a rumble tore from his throat. “Never come so hard in my life.” He released the hold on her hair and slipped from her pussy, pulling off the condom and tying it before throwing it in the wastebasket.