Don't Promise (Don't 3)

I was going to need something to hang onto if this was any indication of what was to come. He ran his hands over the curve of my ass, smacking it firmly before sinking his thick cock into me again.

The heat and fullness as he slid inside made me gasp and I dug my fingernails into the sheet. He was lucky that he wasn’t beneath me right now or I'd be covering him with scratches; never in my life had anything ever felt this good.

He pulled out almost completely then slowly pushed back into me, driving me crazy with his slow torturous thrusts until I simply couldn’t take anymore.

“Faster,” I moaned into the pillow as he kissed the back of my neck.

I winced in pleasure and tried to focus on taking in as much air as possible, since every hard slap of his body against mine actually wrenched the breath from my lungs.

The intensity was frightening and incredible at the same time.

“Oh God,” I whimpered as the movement of his body forced mine to inch up the mattress. It felt so fucking good, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep from crying out.

“Give me your wrists,” he growled, pulling my hands from their grip on the sheet and pinning them down at my sides.

I felt his full weight come to rest against the length of my back. He covered my body with his, and leaned in to nip at my neck. His breath puffed across my damp, sweaty skin, sending a shiver right through me. Right down to where my clit throbbed, aching for attention.

He moaned into the sensitive skin of my neck. His thrusts no longer shook the whole bed, but instead began to pulse deep inside of me, causing my legs to tremor uncontrollably beneath his.

He was so heavy that I couldn’t move at all, except to wiggle my fingers and curl my toes, which heightened just how hot the sex was. A loud whimper escaped my lips.

“Yes,” he groaned, angling himself differently so he could finish me off. I was losing control and it was exactly what he wanted.

“Oh Hawk, you're going to make me scream.”

“Good.” He panted into my ear, his breath falling hot against my neck. “You'd better.”

I lifted my chin to the side a little to allow him access to my lips. He covered my mouth with a burning kiss just as he kneed one of my legs up onto the bed so that the inside of my thigh was now pressed flat to the edge of the mattress. It created a teasing bit of friction between my throbbing clit and the damp spot on the sheets beneath us, which hurled my body straight toward the brink of pleasure.

“Oh,” I groaned loudly into his mouth, shuddering beneath him just as everything else was reduced to white noise.

“I want to feel you come on my cock,” he grinded out breathlessly.

I gasped, but my climax cut me off. I stretched out my fingers, gripping what I could as an intense orgasm flooded my body and left me reeling. This time I actually went numb with pleasure.

When I finished pulsating around his cock, he gently flipped me over onto my back and stood staring down at my naked, flushed body.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Looking at you,” he answered.

I raised my eyebrows at him, and he lowered himself between my legs again, plunging hard into me once more. I groaned loudly at the force. The heat building within me spread throughout my body, like a wave of ecstasy. I clawed at his back, pulling him deeper into me as the sensation intensified.

“Oh fuck, Hawk. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.” I screamed and he jerked as my orgasm pushed him over the edge. A guttural groan passed his lips as he crashed down on me exhausted.

19

Kane

Everything was fucking different now. Everything.

I flipped the pancake over on the skillet and grinned when I heard Julie’s bare feet on the kitchen floor. I’d let her sleep this morning. It was almost eleven. I didn’t know what time it was when we finished fucking the second time.

“Hope it’s ok I borrowed one of your shirts.” She plucked at my Sharks jersey falling off her creamy shoulder.

I looked at her legs. The hem reached the tops of her thighs.

“Damn.” It was all I could manage to say.