With one hand, I push my jeans down my hips and pull out my cock, before slipping a condom on and taking in the sight of her beautiful ass and pussy.
“Damn, Meadow. That only turns me on more.”
My need to be rough takes over and I feel myself losing control. I growl and push her head down into the mattress, before slapping her ass again and biting it.
She moans out as my tongue slides up her pussy, slowly and teasingly, before I stop and pull away. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she breathes.
I spread her cheeks, my tongue working her pussy slowly at first, before I speed up and then dip my tongue inside of her.
She arches her back and moans out loudly as I slide my tongue in further, fucking her hard and deep with it, until I feel her shaking in my arms, close to losing it.
I lose all self-control, reaching around to grip her neck, hard, pulling her up flat against my chest. My hand squeezes, but I make sure to be gentle enough to let her know that I would never hurt her.
“Holy fuck . . .” I breathe. “I’ll try not to be too rough, but I’m not sure that I can be gentle right now.”
“Don’t be.” She grips the sheet and runs her tongue up my arm, before biting it. “Who says I like it gentle?”
“Fuck! I won’t be then.”
Sliding the tip of my dick across her entrance, I line it up just perfectly and then ease it in, before pulling out and slamming into her so hard that she bites down on my arm and screams.
She feels so good wrapped around my cock. I knew that she would, and not just physically. This is so much more to me right now.
Both of my arms wrap around her body, pulling her as closely as possible as I thrust into her repeatedly, wanting to show her just how much she gets to me.
She gets to me unlike any other woman ever has and I’m going to do everything to show her that.
I won’t be stopping after tonight. She’s not just a play toy for me. Fuck that shit.
“Oh fuuuuck!” I yell out, while picking her up and carrying her out of bed and over to the wall.
She grips my hair and moans out as I slam her against the wall and bury myself deep between her legs again. “Harder . . .” she growls against my lips. “Don’t hold back, Styx. We both need this. I know you’re not gentle. Let it out.”
I push in deep and stop, making her scream into my arm and dig her nails in with each hard thrust after that.
I don’t stop until she’s shaking in my arms from her orgasm. I give her a few seconds to catch her breath. Then I walk her back over to the bed, lay her down and hold her legs over my shoulders, digging my fingers in as I fuck her deeper than I’ve ever fucked before.
Being inside her just doesn’t feel like enough right now. I want to touch her in places that no other man ever has.
Gripping my neck, she pulls me down and presses her lips against mine, causing me to moan into her mouth as I come.
I’m so lost in the moment and this insanely beautiful woman, that I don’t even bother pulling out. It’s something that I always make sure to do, even though I always wear a condom.
With Meadow . . . I don’t want to. I want her to feel what she does to me.
I pull her bottom lip into my mouth and gently suck it, before pulling away.
Then we both just lay in bed in silence, her head pressed against my chest.
I don’t even know how much time passes, before my phone goes off and I come back to reality.
Groaning, I grab my phone, prepared to tell Kash to fuck off, but it’s Cale instead. I can’t be an asshole to him, even though I want nothing more than to stay right the fuck where I’m at.
“Fuck.” I kiss her head and crawl out of bed. “I’m supposed to be at the club right now.”
She looks up at me from the bed and even though she understands that I have to go, I feel guilty as shit for having to leave her.
I’m about to throw my shirt back on, but I find myself slipping it over her head instead and pulling her in for a kiss.
“I’ll be back for this.” I smirk. “Fuck it looks good on you.”
She smiles back. “Is that your way of saying that I’ll see you soon?”
I walk over to the door and stop to look back at her. “If I have it my way. Fuck yes.”
“Good,” she whispers.
Knowing that if I don’t get out of here, that I’m going to end up saying fuck work and stay, I rush out of the house and jump on my bike.
Fuck . . . this woman has me. I know this now . . .
Meadow
IT’S BEEN AN HOUR SINCE Styx left for the club and I’m still lying here in bed, wearing his cologne covered shirt.
This man does something to me that I just can’t explain. When he showed up outside my house, unexpectedly, a rush of excitement and adrenaline coursed through me, making me feel alive with energy.