Risk (Vault 1)

She does as I say and I waste no time unzipping her dress and pushing it off her shoulders so it falls to the ground. I then unclip her bra and remove it, too. Turning her back to face me, I almost come as I take in her body.

Charlize is fucking perfect with curves any man would dream of. I bend my face to her breasts so I can suck one of her nipples into my mouth. She curls a hand around the back of my neck, gripping me hard while a moan escapes her lips.

I dedicate more time to her breasts than I thought possible. My dick is so hard I’d assumed I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back too long, but her tits steal all my attention for a long while.

It’s not until she drags my face back up to hers and kisses me that I let them go. “I love your mouth on my tits, but I really want your cock now.”

I reach for the condom I placed in my pocket earlier and sheathe my cock before lifting her. She wraps her arms and legs around me, and watches me with anticipation.

“Hold on tight. I’m going to move us to the other side of the room.”

“Smart move,” she murmurs. “I do have a tendency to be loud during sex.”

I picked that up about her this morning, and while I love a woman who is vocal about her pleasure, I’m aware that Jill could be near.

Fuck.

What the fuck am I doing?

Even as I ask myself this, I know I can’t stop. Charlize truly has become an obsession.

When I have her up against the wall on the other side of the room, I tease her pussy with my cock. She’s so fucking wet that it’s hard not to just enter her. I want her to be begging me to fuck her, though, so I restrain myself.

I find her mouth while I continue teasing her with my dick. Our kiss soon becomes another frantic rush for more. Neither of us can get enough of the other.

Breathless, she comes up for air and demands, “Just fuck me already. I can’t take any more of this teasing with your cock.”

I don’t wait for another invitation.

I thrust hard inside of her, slamming her against the wall.

“Oh, God,” she moans. “Yes!”

She’s not fucking wrong.

I pull out and thrust back in.

Jesus.

This isn’t going to take long.

Her fingers dig into my back through my shirt, and I wish I’d taken the damn thing off, but there’s no time now to stop. We both need this too much for that.

I place a hand over her mouth before I go any further. She doesn’t stop me. Instead, I feel her mouth curl up into a smile under my hand.

“Now, we’re ready,” I say before I slam even harder into her.

A muffled sound comes from under my hand. I can’t make out what she says, but from the way her head lolls back and her eyes close, I’m taking it as a sound of approval.

We’re all muffled moans and groans while we chase our release. As we get closer, Charlize bites my hand. Not hard, but I’m guessing just enough to stop her from screaming when she comes. A few moments later, she orgasms, and I’m struck again by the beauty of it. Only briefly, though, because I follow her over the edge soon after and am completely lost in the pleasure.

As I come down from the high, I find her eyes again. She traces a pattern on my shoulder and smiles.

“Hey, you,” she whispers, almost a little shyly.

I smile.

That’s my beautiful woman. So different from anyone I’ve ever fucked. “Hey,” I say back.