Smash_ A Stepbrother MMA Romance(144)

I went over to the window and yanked open the blinds. Sunlight spilled into the room as I pulled off my shorts and my boxer briefs.

“I’m sick of fucking you in the dark,” I said. “I want to see every part of you.”

She laughed as I climbed back into bed, but her laugh turned quickly into a moan as I pulled off her panties and put my face between her legs.

I loved her taste. I loved the sound she made and the way she squirmed when I touched her just right. I licked and sucked at her clit, slipping one finger deep inside her.

“Fuck, Reid,” she said. “Our parents might come home.”

“I’m not rushing,” I said.

“I’m not asking you to,” she moaned. “But I want you to fuck me.”

“Say please.” I sucked and licked, lapping her up. Her hands on my head grew tighter.

“Fuck. Please.”

“Condom?”

She reached into her side table and pulled one out. “Always be prepared.”

I took it and ripped it open, rolling it down my length. Her eyes were wide and greedy, staring at my big dick. Finally, she practically pulled me down onto her. I laughed at how desperate she was for me and played it up, teasing her with my dick.

“Oh my god. I need it.”

“Tell me how bad you need it.”

“I need to come on your fat cock,” she whispered.

Her cheeks turned red. “You dirty girl. Watch your mouth,” I said, grinning.

And then she gasped as I pushed myself deep inside her.

It was always like coming home. Her pussy was tight and warm, sucking my dick deep into her. I slowly rocked my hips, warming her up, getting her used to my size, but she didn’t need that. She was soaking wet and it was like slipping into water.

Her arms wrapped around my back. “Yes, that’s what I need,” she moaned.

“I need to fill up your little pussy,” I whispered in her ear.

I pinned her hands up above her head as I continued to fuck her deep, working up my pace, my rhythm. We rocked like that for minutes, bodies beginning to sweat in the morning sun. I loved the way her skin looked, the way she bit her lip when I pushed in deep and ground my hips against hers. I loved the way her pussy wrapped around my dick.

And I loved being a little rough. I rocked in deep, ramming my cock hard as we began to work together.

“Shit,” she moaned. “Oh my god. The whole town can hear us.”

“Let them fucking listen,” I growled.

Suddenly, I pulled out, grabbed her hips, and pulled her upward and around. She put her face down into the pillows, ready and knowing what I wanted, as I thrust into her from behind.

She loved it. I knew she loved it as I slapped her ass. I got a good handful of her tits as I rocked deep into her, working her tight pussy.

And she worked back. She bucked her hips and rolled them, taking my dick, keeping the pace up high. I could tell she was close as I wrapped my arm around her hips and began to rub her clit.

She was moaning loudly into the pillow as I slapped her ass again, rubbing her clit at the same time. She threw her head back and moaned, her whole body going taught.

“Come for me,” I grunted at her.

“Fuck me deep.”

“Come on my big dick.”

“Oh shit,” she moaned. “Keep it right there.” I kept rubbing her clit, thrusting deep and hard, loving the way her hips and ass looked, her whole body covered in sweat.

And she began to come. Her whole body went tense whenever she got off, and she shoved her face into the pillow, unable to keep her moans low. I didn’t let up, fucking her mercilessly and rubbing her clit as she came hard, every muscle of her body tense.

And as I watched that, her hips working my cock, it pitched me over the edge. The way she came was so fucking sexy, I couldn’t hold off.

I pulled back, grabbing her hips hard, and rammed my cock deep into her, fucking her hard. I wasn’t holding back anymore and she moaned her pleasure as I came hot and hard and deep in her tight little pussy.

The world went blank. There was only her and her body as pleasure flooded my brain, my cock spurting into the condom.

And then it was over. We slowed down together, our breathing matched, as I slowly pulled out and came to rest on the bed.

She lay down next to me. “I needed that,” she whispered.

I kissed her gently. “I needed it too.”

We lay there then, not caring about anything else but each other. We had to hide what we wanted from each other, but in that moment everything else was gone.

Nothing else mattered but keeping her safe. I realized that I would do anything, could do anything, if it meant making sure the mobsters never went after Becca.

She was the thing. She was the thing that kept me grounded after all those years of running drugs, dealing with horrible people. She was the light at the end of the tunnel.