He hummed. She rocked against him, opening like a flower as she yielded to his touch. The flick and suck method brought her to a screaming completion. He licked his lips and undid his pants, shoving them down. He palmed his cock and stroked his stiff dick to relieve some tension.
“I’m going in you raw. We’re both safe, and you’re on the Pill.” He teased her entrance with his tip, moistening the head with her nectar. “I’m going to make sure you remember me no matter what, Ariel. This time you’re spending is going to be etched onto that massive brain of yours.”
“W-why?”
He thrust home to silence her. How can I tell her what I can’t understand myself? The soft slickness had his eyes rolling in the back of his head. “Shit.” It was a new experience, and he knew instantly he’d never get enough of it. His fingers dug into her hips and he drove home, riding her hard as he lost himself in the feel and smell of her. They worked together finding their bliss as he released inside her.
“As much as I’d love to stay here like this, we need to get inside before the bugs eat our asses up, literally.”
She laughed shakily. “Yeah, that sounds good. God, I’m a mess.”
“I like you that way.” The words were out before he could take them back and he cursed mentally. Fuck. I’m getting too caught up in this woman.
“Oh.” Her subdued answer pleased him, and he shoved the worry aside. Best to live in the moment and let the rest come later. As he pulled out, reality hit him along with regret. Buried inside her he could forget about the wolves knocking on their door. He zipped up his pants and helped her stand. She wiggled back into her clothes, a shadowy form in the light. She had the curves of a 1950s pinup, and they got to him every time.
“I’m a sticky, shaky wreck, but I’m ready.”
Hawk slapped her ass. “Just how I like you.”
“Such an asshole,” she huffed.
He grinned, content with the step back into their familiar banter. “Not what you were saying a minute ago.”
“Yeah, then you opened your mouth and ruined it.”
“Why?” He turned off the bike and removed the keys. “We both know you need a firm hand.”
“All I need is a firm cock.”
Hawk threw back his head and laughed. “I’m getting to you.”
“So cocky,” she said.
“I have cause to be, don’t I? Why do you keep fighting it?”
“Why do you keep pushing it?” She threw the question back at him.
“Because it’s what I want.” He shrugged, wrapping an arm around her waist and guiding her up toward the darkened house.
“And so that makes it okay?”
“It does when I know we’re on the same page. You just can’t let go of the outside world.”
“That world is my world, Hawk. I’ll have to return to it one day.” She sounded melancholy.
“When are you going to learn you don’t have to do a damn thing you don’t want to?”
“It’s more than that and you know it.”
They climbed the porch and stopped out at the front door.
“Why?”
“I don’t want to get into this with you tonight.” Her voice shook.
“Something happen today?”
“No, just…on edge.”