Cherry was such a beautiful woman. Stepping closer into the room, he saw her cheeks were flushed.
“What were you studying?”
“The, erm, the reproductive process.”
He glanced down at the book and saw the diagram of a dick. For some reason the sight didn’t offend his dick but made him a hell of a lot harder. Cherry stood and started to close her books.
“I should be going to bed.” She placed the music player on top of the table. When she bent down Elijah got a clear view of her large tits. It had been so damn long since he’d fucked a woman. He spent nights imagining the slide of his cock inside a nice warm cunt. The only problem he had was Cherry was the woman he imagined. She was too damn young, had been through so fucking much, and he didn’t like younger women. They came with problems. He liked women who knew their own minds, who were not going to freak out at him when he slid his dick in their ass.
The heat built inside him. He couldn’t control his need, and from the flush of her cheeks, the hard bud of her nipples, neither could Cherry.
“You gave me one condition, Cherry.” He stepped around the table and stopped once he was in front of her. “I never break my word.” Elijah stared into her bright blue eyes, and need simply hit him. Reaching out, he cupped her face. The moment she told him to stop, he’d stop, but until then, he needed to have a little taste of her sweetness. Leaning in close, his breath brushed across her face as did hers across his. He smelled the soda she’d been drinking.
“Elijah?”
“Tell me to stop.”
She closed her lips, grabbing onto his arms as he closed the distance. He was only going to brush his lips across hers, a simple kiss, but nothing in his life was ever simple. What started out as an innocent kiss, a touch of lips, became something fierce. He gripped her face hard as he slammed his tongue deep into her mouth. She moaned, opening up her lips for his touch. Sinking inside, he tasted her, and she was so fucking exquisite.
Sliding his hand down from her cheek, he gripped her throat, feeling her rapidly beating pulse. He didn’t want to let her go. She squeezed his arms a little tighter, yet she didn’t push him away. In fact, she held him a little tighter. Moving his hand from her throat, he glided down to caress her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard buds. Stroking his finger over the hard peaks, he groaned. Touching her tits was not enough.
Pulling away from the kiss, he gripped the neckline of her shirt, and with a tug, he yanked it open, teasing the fabric until it hung off her arms.
Cherry gasped, pushing the ruined shirt from her shoulder. She wore a sexy as hell lace red bra.
Her curves were on full display. Reaching out, he slid his hand around her thick waist. She didn’t push him away or tell him to stop. Staring into her eyes, Elijah forced himself to talk to her.
“You can stop this at any time. I’m not going to fuck you against your will.”
He watched as her fingers went back to his arm. The way she gripped him, he didn’t know if she was going to pull him closer or push him away. She licked her lips once again.
She didn’t argue with him. Her hand slid up to the back of his neck, and she pulled him down against her.
Her lips worked over his. Elijah gripped her waist, bringing her flush against him. He snapped the catch of her bra. Releasing her long enough to remove her bra, Elijah tugged off his jacket.
Cherry took over, gathering his shirt in her hands and tearing it open. Buttons sprayed across either side of the room. Moving her out of the way, Elijah shoved her study books to the floor, leaving himself a space to place Cherry.
Lifting her up, he placed her on the edge of the table that he’d exposed.
He flicked the button of her jeans, dragging the material down her thighs. His cock pressed against the zipper of his pants. He was rock hard. Cherry wore a matching pair of red lace panties. Gripping the edge of her panties, he pulled them down until she was naked before him. The curls covering her pussy were light, similar in color to her hair. His mouth watered as the scent of her musk met his senses.
Going to his knees before her, he opened up her pussy to stare at the slickness staring back at him.
She was so fucking beautiful, wet, aroused, turned on. He was going to keep her in this state.
Elijah paused as he thought about her past.
“Tell me you want this.”
“I want this, Elijah, please.”
She wriggled on the desk.
Closing the small distance, he slid his tongue through her slick cunt, teasing her clit. She cried out, gripping the edge of the table. Moving down, he fucked into her tight cunt, repeatedly fucking inside her. He didn’t stop, gliding his tongue up he replaced his tongue with his fingers, fucking her.