“Torch…”
“Don’t even say it.”
“But you don’t know—”
“I know that whatever is about to come out of your mouth is only going to piss me off more. So do us both a favor and spread those fucking dynamite legs of yours before I roll you over and fuck your ass instead, and you’re busy screaming instead of pissing me off.”
“My ass?” she asks, her voice raspy. As pissed off as I am, even I don’t miss the interest that’s mixed in with her outrage and fear.
Fucking hell. I could be with her for years and not grow bored. She makes me want to scream, but she’s the first woman in history that makes me so fucking hard that I don’t know which way to fuck her first, and I’m already dying for more before I’m even finished.
What is she doing to me?
“You have to wear a condom,” she tells me, unable to keep the fear out of her voice.
“You have some kind of disease I should know about?”
“What? No! If anything, your dick gets more traffic than a New York subway.”
“I’m clean,” I tell her knowing it’s true; I get tested regularly, plus I never go ungloved. Never wanted to before now.
“I’m supposed to trust that?”
“You are, but I know you won’t. So instead, you’re going to just take it, because that’s the way I’m giving it to you.”
“What?” she asks, confused.
Before she can figure it out, I push my cock back inside of her, not stopping until the fucker is curved and resting as deep inside as I can get. I’ve never thought of settling down with one woman in my whole life. Katie changes those thoughts. The fact that she went so fucking crazy at the thought of having unprotected sex chafes me, but not as much as hearing her say she doesn’t want kids. The hell of it is, I don’t want kids. Or I didn’t. Just like I didn’t want one woman. Until Katie. Fuck me running. She’s changing all the rules and doesn’t have the faintest idea.
“Hunter…” she whispers, but it’s not a protest. It’s all need in her voice.
My hand goes to her upper throat, not exerting pressure, but holding her still. My thumb pushes into her mouth while I pull my cock back through her depths, only to push back in.
“That’s it, sweetness. Take my cock. Feel how fucking good it is to have me bare and raking the inside of your pussy.”
She moans as she sucks on my thumb, wrapping her finger around it. I thrust into her, slow and steady, grinding my body against her sweet pussy every time she takes all of me. I pull her good leg up, bending it at the knee and forcing it back so she takes my cock deeper than before.
“Oh, fuck! That feels so good,” she whimpers. Her hands start to go to my back, but I stop her.
“No, Katie. Put your hands above your head. Grab the headboard and don’t let go.”
“But I want—”
“This isn’t about what you think you want. That’s over. I’ll give you everything your body wants, and more. It’s in my control now. Don’t make me tell you twice. Grab the headboard, and don’t let go. If you do, you don’t get to come.”
Her eyes go wide, and I hold myself still to see if she does as I order. I push my thumb further in her mouth, gliding it against her tongue. Then I see the acceptance in her eyes. She puts her hands above her head and holds on like I instructed. It feels like I’ve won a fucking war. She closes her lips around my thumb, sucking it like her pussy is ravenously eating up my cock. I thrust in and out of her. Each lunge is harder than the last, her body unable to do anything but take it. Her breasts sway with the force of my thrusts. I lean down and use my free hand to guide one of her breasts into my mouth. The hard, plump nipple puckers even more under my tongue as I play with it before sucking it and as much of her tit as I can in my mouth. Her skin is a sweet honey taste with the saltiness of her body’s exhaustion added into the mix.
“You’re going to take everything I give you, Katie, and you’re going to fucking beg for more, aren’t you?”
“Hunter…”
She hasn’t given me the words I want yet, so I change the angles of my thrusts as I bite down on her nipple. She screams out in reply, her hands relaxing off the bed and starting to make their way to me before stopping and going back to their previous hold. I look at her eyes and she’s watching me.
“Give me what I want, Katie.”
She swallows hard. My thumb moves down to slide over her lip. My thrusts slow into a softer, loving movement. Maybe I read her wrong. Maybe I…
“Fuck me, Hunter.”