No Boundaries(42)
She positioned herself so that she was facing away from me. I reached in front of her dragging the vibrator against her leg. She was tense. I had to change that.
“Relax, baby.” I spread her knees wide and touched the tip to her clit.
“Oh, God.” She bounced forward.
My arm circled her waist, holding her to my chest while I circled the vibrator around and around. Her hips jutted back and forth, coating it with her slick honey.
“Do you like it?” I dared to push it against her entrance.
“God, yes,” she moaned.
“Do you want me to fuck you with this?” I groaned in her ear.
“Yes,” she whimpered.
I pushed it inside her as her hips ground into my hand. Her wrists circled my neck as she rode it fearlessly. Fuck. She was incredible.
“Come on it,” I commanded. “Come for me. And then I’m going to fuck you myself.”
“Hawk,” she moaned. “It’s so strong. I c-can’t.” And then she groaned as her body was wracked with the intensity of the orgasm.
My thumb circled and flicked her clit before I threw the vibrator across the closet, lifted her up, and slammed her down on my swollen dick.
“Ahh,” I grunted, feeling her clench and squeeze me. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
But she was wild. Relentless. I had unleashed something in her. She bounced and rode me harder than she ever had. I twisted her nipples as she screamed out in pleasure.
My hands reached between her legs, spreading her wider as I sliced into her heated heaven.
“Shit,” she hissed. “Fuck me harder. Please.”
I lifted her in the air and placed her on her back. I slung her feet over my shoulders as I pumped into her one powerful thrust after another.
“Never stop,” she whispered.
I was going to fucking come faster than I wanted to. But she was fucking beautiful and sexy. Her body did something to me I didn’t know was possible. It took me into a spiral haze.
I couldn’t go deep enough. Couldn’t bury myself in her sweet swollen pussy far enough.
I growled with pain and pleasure. “Fuck, Julie. Fuck.” My belly clenched in a spasm as the orgasm shot through me like a bullet.
I filled her with my release, hilting my cock in her. I kissed and licked at her legs, while I emptied everything I had. She quivered under me, her orgasm unlatching seconds after mine. I watched in fascination as her hands massaged her nipples and she glowed from the pink light behind her as she reveled in her ecstasy.
34
Julie
Hawk collapsed next to me on the closet floor. The vibrator hummed somewhere behind me, but I liked the low glow it cast. It somehow made the space feel intimate and sensual. But wasn’t that how everything was between us now? I rolled toward him, resting my hand on his bare chest.
“I liked that.” I smiled, kissing the hard plane of his bicep.
“Fuck,” he whispered. “What was that?”
I felt satisfied. I felt goddess-like. I felt like a girl in love.
“Amazing,” I answered.
“You like your present?”
“Can we use it again tomorrow?” I giggled.
“It was that good?” he asked.
I moved to climb on top of his sculpted body. My nipples draped over his skin and I scooted backward, letting his cock rest between my folds. We both sighed with the new position.
“I think you’ve opened my eyes to a world I didn’t know I would like,” I purred, my body alive with sensation.
“You’re not exactly shy,” he remarked.
“Not with you.”
I’d never been this daring. This free. This experimental. First I had let him tie me up with a scarf and now I’d let him fuck me with a vibrator. What else would I try? What else would he show me that I would like?
He squeezed my ass, gripping it with his palm. “Don’t be. Never be shy with me, baby. I love fucking you. I love your fucking body. And I’ll do whatever it takes to show you.”
I didn’t know if he could see my smile in the pink light of the closest, but it was there.
“Should we go check on Hunter?” I suggested.
Hawk’s chest rumbled with laughter. “You think this is what parents do? Fuck in hidden closets and then tuck in their kids?”
I giggled. I’d never thought about it. I didn’t know what they did. How did my friends with kids balance marriage and children along with their careers? I thought about the tired faces I saw every morning in the teacher’s lounge. Moms who were up all night with a feverish baby. Moms who spent extra hours on homework. Moms who tried to squeeze in a girls’ night and stayed out too late because they were desperate for something of their own.