Walk Of Shame(42)

I place my hands on his shoulders and look down at him as I lift my feet out of them. After he tosses my panties aside, he looks up at me while running his hands up my thighs, followed by his soft lips. My whole body quivers from his touch and my breathing picks up as he gets closer to the ache between my thighs.

Just when I think he’s about to pleasure me, he stops and stands up while wiping the water from his face. The bathroom is still slightly dark, but I can still see the steely blue of his eyes and the intensity in them is so great that I find myself grabbing the back of his head and slamming my lips back to his for more. They can’t get enough; I can’t get enough.

I feel his erection press against my belly as he cups my ass cheeks and squeezes. He picks me up and presses me against the wall. My legs wrap around his waist on instinct. His stiffness against my pussy sends a surge of pleasure and need throughout my body, causing me to moan out against his lips.

“Why does this feel so good,” I ask breathless.

He runs his hands up my side and speaks against my lips. “Because it’s with me,” he breathes, “And I want you in a way I never thought I’d want anyone again. There is something about you that is different.”

Pressing my body tighter against his, he rubs my pussy against his erection, making me want to scream out, even through the wet fabric. It feels so big and firm and it is still confined inside the cotton of his briefs. I’ve never wanted a man like this before. I want to touch him bare; undress him and pleasure him.

Loosening my legs, I slide down his front until I am standing on my two feet. I drop to my knees; my eyes level with his hard cock that is begging to be released from its cage. As I take hold of it in my hand, I picture what it felt like inside me and with that vision I lose control, having no other option than to release it from his briefs, so I do by hooking my small fingers underneath the elastic band. Pulling outward, his cock springs free, allowing me to pull them down his legs until they pile up at his feet.

His cock is standing at attention, commanding to be touched. It’s the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen. I run my hand up and down his shaft, brushing the tip of his penis once in a while to tease him. Each time I do this, he moans and bucks forward.

“Touching you drives me crazy,” I whisper. “I want to feel you.” He takes my hand and pulls me to my feet, pressing me against the wall. He touches my cheek with the tips of his finger, brushing my wet hair off my face. He lightly traces the seam of my body, stopping at my thigh and clenching it in his palm before pulling it upward to rest around his waist.

He brushes his finger of the opposite hand over my entrance, slightly dipping inside and running it up my folds before sticking it inside and slowly moving it in and out. He’s good at pleasuring me and he damn well knows it. “Mmm . . . yeah. Touch me, Slade.” I run my tongue up his wet chest, then up his neck, making my way to his ear. “I love you inside me,” I whisper.

Pinning me against the wall with his sculpted body, he presses deeper inside, quickening his pace at an angle like a hook. Each time he slams inside, he hits a spot and it feels amazing. I can’t help but to vocalize the way it makes me feel. “That’s it. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

No man has ever made me come with his hand before, but I can feel it starting. I’m beginning to zone out as the feeling of bliss takes over my body. “You like my fingers inside you, baby? Do you want my fingers to make you come or do you want my cock?”

As the last syllable escapes his lips, he stops as I’m on the verge of orgasm. He looks me in the eyes with those magnificent blue eyes waiting on an answer. “I want your cock, Slade. I want you to fill me completely.”

I feel his chest rumble before he grabs the bottom hem of the large T-shirt, pulling it off in one quick motion. “I need you naked for this,” he says in a voice that makes me want to come right now. Placing his palms over my ass cheeks, he trails down both of my thighs with a quickness, picking me up and pressing me against the wall, aggressively. I love this side of him.

His eyes lock with mine as he lowers me to his erection and slowly eases it inside of me. I close my eyes and moan as I feel his thickness stretching me to accommodate his girth. He holds me there for a minute, being sure that I’m okay before he slowly starts moving me up and down his cock allowing the wetness to spread. He’s taking me for another ride, despite the fact it’s against his rules and I’m definitely not blind to this. It gives me a rush like nothing else and is hot as hell.

We both moan with each thrust; not able to get enough of this pleasure. It’s beautiful, raw and erotic just like him.