The Risque Contracts Series(39)

She turned and I was stunned to see sadness in her eyes.

“Thank you,” she murmured with a small smile.

“For what?” I was confused and didn’t want to make assumptions.

“For being my contingency plan,” she held up the hand with the ring, “and having one of your own. You didn’t have to go so far as to pretend to be my fiancé. It was incredibly sweet of you though, and I really appreciate it.”

I was speechless. She thought this was a ploy? What the fuck? I don’t care who I’m helping or what I’m supposed to be doing, I would never give a ring to a woman unless it was meant to be on her finger forever.

I calmed myself down by admitting we hadn’t known each other long enough for her to come to that conclusion herself.

“It wasn’t a backup plan, Elisa. That ring was meant for you.” Other words eluded me, so I decided to show her how serious I was about keeping her.

I palmed each side of her face and laid my lips gently over hers. I took my time, exploring her mouth, making love to her with my kiss. A little sigh floated from her, starting a tingle up my spine. Sparks began to ignite and need quickly consumed me. My hands traveled down until they reach her ass. I grasped her hard and brought her flush against my body. She wasn’t short, but I still towered over her. I lifted her slightly off her toes so we were meeting in all of the right places.

With my hands firmly holding her delectable ass and my cock pressing tightly to her pussy, I was already feeling the pressure of my rigid length inside my jeans. But when her legs circled my hips and melded us even further, the teeth of my zipper began to pinch at my rock fucking hard erection.

I moved forward until Elisa was pressed against the cold glass, feeling a shiver rush through her at the temperature, and continued kissing her while I slipped my hand between us, just enough to release the catch on my jeans. I had a moment of relief until I felt the heat emanating from Elisa’s pussy. I wanted our first time to be slow, to make love to her, to show her how much I adored her, but I was one second away from losing every shred of logical brain function I had.

Elisa mewled and rubbed against me. Fuck! I supported her against the window with one hand on her ass and pressure from my hips, then used my free hand to rip down the center of her shirt. She’d changed into a blouse earlier and the buttons flew off, silently scattering on the carpet.

I tore my mouth from hers and wrapped my lips around one nipple, licking through the satin of her bra. It wasn’t enough. Reaching around her back, I undid the clasp, allowing me to lower the cups and worship the hard peaks with my mouth, teeth, and tongue. She moaned and arched her back, her hips moving restlessly against mine.

Quickly unsnapping her jeans, I dipped my fingers into her panties and let her nipple go with a pop, so I could taste my drenched fingers.

“Fuck, your pussy is the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth. I could eat it for hours. You’re so wet, I’d never go hungry again.” My words and the slight thrust of my hips caused her to cry out, and I was lost. “I fucking need you. Now.”

I dropped her legs to the ground and spun her around to face the window. “Hands on the glass, baby.” I grasped the waist of her pants and dragged it down and off one leg. Standing again, I pulled out my cock and used a foot to kick her legs apart. My palm pressed down on her upper back, the other slipping around to pull her hips toward me and tilt them up.

The sight was fucking beautiful. My girl spread out for me, her delicious ass in the air, the stars and mountains just beyond her.

“Are you on the pill?” I asked. She nodded and I grunted with satisfaction. Although, we’d be remedying that as soon as she signed the paper making her mine, permanently.

“I’m going in bare, baby. I’m clean and there will be nothing between us. Ever.”

“Yes, I need to feel you,” she whimpered.

That was all I needed to hear. I’d felt how ready she was for me, so I lined up my cock and drove into her pussy, bottoming out in one thrust, “Oh, fuck! You feel good.”

I pulled back and gripped her hips tightly, then plunged in again and again, the rhythm gaining speed each time.

“Your pussy is mine, Elisa. Do you hear me? That ring brands you. Squeeze me, baby. Show me how much you want that too. Yes!”

“Brysen!” she yelled, “Oh! I’m—I’m coming!”

My left hand smoothed up her arm until my fingers threaded through hers and the ring dug into the skin of my palm. I felt the telltale tingle at the base of my spine and my balls drew up tight—I was almost there. Reaching down, I found her hard little clit and on the next thrust, pinched it.