“Oh, yes…” She hiccups, and I slide my palms along the insides of her thighs.
Her body spasms, and I can feel when the orgasm starts to rise. I feel her muscles flexing and trembling, I see her ass bucking. Her moans turn to little gasps, and I smile, moving my mouth away just before she climaxes.
“Oh, no…” She moans a complaint, but her fingers crawl along my sides, pulling me down to her body as I line up my dick and drive all the way into her clenching core.
For a moment, I can’t move. It feels too good. It’s like finding heaven. My forehead drops against her neck, and I inhale deeply, flowers mixed with sweat and sex. She truly is sinful.
“You feel so good.”
Her ass bucks, and she whines, struggling to make me fuck her.
I don’t make her wait.
I start to move, knowing I’m so close to the edge, I won’t last long.
My eyes close, and I’m somewhere I’ve never been. I’m having sex with a woman, and I don’t have her pinned to the wall, stomach first. I’m not pulling her hair, keeping her face turned away from mine so I don’t see her.
Lifting my shoulders, I look down at her. A line pierces her brow, and her eyes are squinted. She’s grinding hard, pulling my dick as much as I’m pushing. Her hands grip my ass, and her back arches.
Gorgeous tits rise to meet me, and I pull one into my mouth. I suck on her nipple, teasing the hardened peak with my teeth. She moans, moving faster. I wrap my arms around her back and move to my knees, drawing her onto my lap without ever losing contact.
Her arms are on my shoulders now, and she smiles down at me as her hair spills around us like fire, like the sparks from that blowtorch, like the chemistry we’ve always shared.
“Mm… I like this.” She’s riding me now, sliding forward on my cock.
A dimple is in her cheek, and I lean up to kiss it. The movement sends me deeper into her tight, clenching heat, and I can’t hold back anymore.
“I’m coming, Sin.” My chin drops and my hands grip her ass.
I’m moving her now, slamming her harder as the orgasm takes hold of my brain, as sensation rushes through my bloodstream, centering in my pelvis, driving into my cock, pulsing with so much force, I forget where I am.
“God, yes,” I cough, dropping my head forward as my soul spills into hers.
This is more than scratching an itch or satisfying a primal urge. I don’t remember anyone but her. It’s only her. Has there ever been anyone else?
Her arms wrap around my shoulders, and I feel her clenching as she finishes. I hear her fluttered breaths, and I know she’s with me in this place, melting with me.
Sliding to the side, I dispose of the condom before returning to pull her into my arms. I’m weary to my core from this night.
Our fingers thread, and I’m not ready to say all the things in my mind. I’m not ready to look at what I’ve done and decide what it means.
I only want to hold her and sleep.
* * *
A shaft of light streams in from the crack in my heavy, gray velvet curtains. I’m lying on my side in my massive bed, and last night comes back in a rush.
I turn, sliding my hand across the mattress, over cool sheets…
I’m reaching, searching. My throat tightens until…
My fingers encounter her soft skin.
Rolling over, I blink a few times at the woman beside me in this bed. Confusing warmth floods my chest, and a smile lifts my lips.
She’s fucking adorable. Her hand is tucked under her cheek, and a wavy lock of dark red hair falls over her eye. She’s asleep in my bed. She didn’t sneak out again.
Her skin is flawlessly white. Lifting my hand, I trace my finger along the top of her shoulder, and it rises slightly at my touch. Her blue eyes blink open, and when they meet mine, she smiles.