“I’m going to move slowly so you can get used to me, but I won’t be able to do that for long.” He pushes in and out slowly, time and again, as I moan into his growling lips. “I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since we met,” he rasps, taking hold of my mouth in a deep kiss as his hips move more urgently.
I kiss him back, arching my hips to receive him as my pussy strains to receive all of him. His cock is amazing. Throbbing inside. Filling me. I’m covered in tiny, happy goosebumps.
Jake growls into my ear as his body starts moving against his wishes. “You’re so fucking tight, Drew, I’m gonna cum if you don’t say something that turns me off. I’m serious. Think of something.”
Blinking at him I try. He groans deep and low, and throws his head back, moving faster. I drink in his chest. I steal a peek of where our bodies are coming together, the soft private hair blending and then the base of his length coming into view with each stroke before it disappears again. Oh, God, the veins on his groin are delicious. I start to whimper, “It’s all too good!”
“Fuck, I can’t go slow.” He locks eyes with me, grimacing in sexy pain. “I’m trying, but I’m failing.”
“I don’t want you to hold back,” I whisper against his lips as he kisses me again. “Do anything you want!”
“Oh God,” he growls, latching his mouth with mine. He fills me up with three slow, hard thrusts then gasps for air again “That’s not helping. I’m so close. Fucking say something that will slow this down.”
I don’t know what he wants me to say!
I’m right there, too. It’s gonna be a soul-shattering orgasm. “Um…um…”
He growls into my neck, pounding me harder and harder. I am losing my mind with how his cock feels.
“Anything! Fuck. I’ve never cum this quickly before. Fuck. I can’t stop!”
Desperate to do what he wants, I whisper the thing no man wants to hear, “I want to be pregnant.”
He looks at me.
His eyes go hard and his teeth clench.
A roar rips from his lungs and through his body.
His erection expands in both girth and length.
Jake pounds me so desperately that I’m in danger of tearing straight up the middle.
My inner walls shudder uncontrollably.
I grip his head and scream as cum shoots into my body. We moan together as he tenses in jerking thrusts, latching our lips in an aching kiss. He grips me to him and pounds between my thighs until I am full and there is nothing left for him to give me.
I throw my arms around my roommate, completely undone. He shudders and presses gasping kisses into my neck. After-shocks tremble from his body into mine as we hold each other.
I never knew it could be like this.
I never knew a man could feel this perfect inside of me.
I am in deep shit.
JAKE
I hear him before I see him. “How’d it go with Mrs. Charles today?” Uncle Don’s smiling face appears in my doorway. I’m sitting behind the desk with everything back in its place. “Not qualified for much but seems eager to change that. You know I like to give people a shot.”
Maintaining my sobriety I shuffle a few papers that don’t need it. “I like her. I think she could do well here.”
My uncle’s eyebrows go up slightly. “That’s high praise coming from a picky bastard like you.”
On a shrug, I lean back to tell him with total candor, “She’s got no experience, but she’s never really been given a chance. Husband was old school. Didn’t want her working. She’s smart. She’ll learn fast.” It’s fucking hard as hell not to grin as I add, “And you’re right…she’s surprisingly eager.”
“Good.” He smacks my doorframe and heads back to his office, calling over his shoulder, “We’ll need someone to learn paperwork now that you’ll be gone.”
A sucker-punch to my gut robs me of a verbal response. I’d forgotten I was leaving. Drew’s willing, open body and that sweet little mouth of hers begging me to take her right here where I work, knowing the guys would be back soon, let’s just say it gave my mind something better to think about than moving to Denver and leaving my family behind. Way better.
I grab the phone, dial and wait for him to answer. “Jake, my boy! What’s up?”
“Hey Dad,” I say, rubbing my forehead as I close my eyes against the unlikable future. I’ve got nothing wrong with Denver except it’s not Atlanta. “I’m being transferred to Colorado.”
“What?! Why?” He calls to my mom, “Don’s sending my son to fucking Denver!”