Casual Affair

He gave one hard thrust of his hips, eliciting a gasp from her sweet mouth. “How about that? That good, too?”

“Oh my God, yes.”

He moved his hips back and hers followed, asking for more of that delicious friction.

He found the buttons of her blouse and opened each one at a frantic pace. When he had the material parted, he yanked down both cups of her bra and his hands feasted on her flesh. He leaned over her shoulder to see how they filled his hands, to watch his fingers knead them, tweaking her nipples.

“What about this, Bea?” he whispered in her ear. “How good does this feel?”

“Oh, Zane.” She moaned, arching her chest, allowing for better access. “So damn good. Don’t stop. Please.”

Ah, bloody hell.

When she got to begging like that, he had maybe one minute to get inside her before he shot off in his pants. He just had to make sure she was ready. He tore open her jeans and roughly pushed them down her legs, enough that she could still spread her legs for him. He got a good look at her cheeky lace underwear and the way they highlighted the curve of her arse before he shoved those down, too.

Then his fingers met her slick folds. Those swollen lips were so ready for his cock, her arousal was leaking down her inner thighs.

“Fuck…” He groaned.

He smeared her juices all over her sex, coating her slit from top to bottom. And just for good measure, he shoved two fingers up inside to help open her up, to make sure he could easily slide in.

“And I know how good that feels.” He hooked his fingers when they were deep inside, hitting her G-spot, soaking them in more of her. “Your pussy is telling me so. And I want my hand to be covered in you before I put my cock in there.”

“Then get to work,” she said in a breathy voice.

“My pleasure.”

She thrust her hips into his hand, seeking more, asking him without words to take her where she needed to go. He never had a problem getting her there. That didn’t stop her from clutching his wrist and pulling his hand closer, forcing his fingers to reach farther.

His breathing became heavier. “You’re hungry for it, aren’t you?”

She just hummed in response, too lost in chasing after her release.

“Fuck this,” he growled as he fell to his knees. “I want some of that.”

A second later, his lips clamped onto her, his tongue licking up her arousal before diving into her opening. She covered her mouth to hold in her moans. He felt ravenous as he sucked on her clit, fucking her with his tongue. She reached back and grabbed his head, holding him to her. He licked up every bit of her release like a starving man. And moaned like a madman. She had just satisfied an obsession for him.

He couldn’t take it anymore.

He quickly freed himself and slid on a condom, ready to take what was his. She reached back and helped guide his thick shaft to her entrance. “How much have you got in there for me?” she asked, stroking his length.

“So much,” he said. “So fucking much. And it’s all for you.”

“Yes.”

He slammed himself into her, meeting no resistance as he slid in through her wetness. But he was forced to pause when he felt her narrow channel, his muscles tightening with restraint.

“Oh God. I’m not going to last long. Not like this, with your bare arse in my hands and your pussy gripping me so tight.”

She didn’t help matters when she clenched her inner muscles around him. “Good,” she whispered. “Because I want it fast, hard, and dirty.”

“Shit.”

He started to pound against her arse, thrusting deeply, holding onto her breasts with rough, demanding hands. He was all too happy to give her exactly what she’d asked for.

“This,” she said on a moan. “This, right here, feels the best.”

He loved to hear that. “Yeah? You like my cock inside you best, luv? And me pulling you back by your tits as I fuck you?”

She gave a half-hearted nod, too lost in her pleasure to focus on the movement. “Yeah. I can’t believe…how good it feels. Better than anything else…ever.”

Fucking right it does.

“That’s right,” he told her, increasing his pace, feeling his climax looming. “And I can’t fucking stay away from you. I need this. God, I need you. I don’t want you keeping this away from me anymore. I want you to let me make you feel good all the time.”