As Luck Would Have It

7

Hawk intended to go slow, real fucking slow, but being close to Felicity without anything between them or any distractions was turning out to be really hard. He wanted her so badly and he’d been denying his feelings for a long time. He was past that now.

Cupping Felicity’s cheek, he sank his fingers into her hair, gripping the back of her head and holding her still as he ravished her lips. She kissed him back and her soft lips seemed to have been designed to be around his cock.

He’d worked his palm over his cock many a night with images of her lips on his length, Felicity taking him to the back of her throat until she swallowed him. She let out a little gasp, breaking the kiss, and he trailed his lips down, going to her neck, sucking on her pulse.

She cried out his name, and he moved down toward her chest. He wanted her naked. “Let’s take this into the bedroom,” he said.

His cock was so hard and all he wanted to do was sink deep into her pussy.

Felicity didn’t say a word, just taking hold of his hand, and together they walked into his room. He flicked on the light, pulling her into his arms and trailing his fingers down her back to her ass, gripping her flesh.

Hawk rubbed his cock against her stomach.

“I thought you hated me.”

“I don’t hate you.”

“Good because I want you.” He made sure she knew he wanted her.

“I don’t do things like this. This is all new to me.”

He smiled. “Good.” He didn’t want to think of other men touching her. She belonged to him and he had no intention of ever sharing her.

Kissing her lips again, he began to remove her clothes.

She gripped his shirt, ripping it open so buttons sprayed all across the carpet. Her fingers scored the flesh of his chest, going up to his chest, pushing the shirt to the floor.

He couldn’t wait any longer and tore her clothes from her body. Hearing the fabric tear, he told himself he’d replace anything he ruined. She could always go home in a pair of his sweat pants and shirt. He liked the thought of her wearing his clothes.

“This is … crazy. We were only supposed to have dinner.”

“Now we’re getting benefits.”

With her naked, he threw her to the bed, spreading open her thighs to stare at her sopping wet pussy.

He cupped her, sliding a finger inside. She gasped and he pulled his finger from her cunt, sucking it into his mouth and moaning at her taste.

Hawk was greedy for more. Holding her hips in place, he pressed his face against her pussy, licking her. Plunging inside her, he fucked her with his tongue before drawing up to stroke her clit.

Flicking his tongue back and forth, he heard her cry out, whimpering and moaning. The sounds echoed around the room, driving him crazy. His cock leaked copious amounts of pre-cum, and he groaned, wanting nothing more than to drive balls deep inside her.

Felicity was perfect in every single way. She was exactly how he imagined her and now he didn’t want to let her go.

This wasn’t just going to be one date. He’d have to win her over.

Sucking her clit into his mouth, he flicked his tongue and she arched up off the bed, screaming his name.

Her tits shook with pleasure, and he reached up, cupping those luscious mounds. Pressing them together, he pinched the nipples before concentrating on her clit. Bringing one of his hands down, he plunged two fingers inside her tight pussy, stretching her, getting her ready to take his cock.

He felt the ripples of her release as her cunt tightened around his fingers, squeezing him.

When she came, it was a beautiful sight. Her body all flushed, she didn’t hold anything back, and it was a sight he was hungry to keep on seeing, over and over again.

Hawk brought her off the edge, kissing her clit before moving up her body. Gripping his cock, he placed his length between her lips, stroking her, bumping against her clit. He watched the pleasure dance behind her eyes. Holding her hands, he locked their fingers together, keeping her pinned to the bed.

Moving his hips, he glanced down to see his cock poised at her entrance. He was so hard and she so wet that he was able to slide between her folds, going inch by inch inside her, filling her up.

With half of his dick inside her, he stared into her eyes, feeling so fucking raw inside.

For too long he’d ached for this woman, yearned for her, and finally, she was in his bed. She belonged to him, and he had no intention of giving her back.

She didn’t look away as he sank to the hilt inside her.

Felicity cried out at his size, and he wondered if he was too big. He gave her some time to get accustomed to his length. Taking possession of her lips, he didn’t want to stop or to give up.