Inseparable

Ronni

I snuggled my body into the covers. The warmth of the blankets and the softness of the pillows enticed me to fall back to sleep. There was a cool breeze blowing from the fan, making it the perfect temperature for a lazy Saturday in bed. I reached back to scratch my shoulder and heard a man grumble and turn behind me. Oh, God, what did I do?

Come on brain, think. I ran through the foggy bits and pieces of memories coming back from the night before. I freaked out, thinking it was Nick. That I had somehow brought him back and slept with him. However, as I lay there frozen, I started to remember what actually happened last night. Nick had ignored me, cozying up with some tall blonde chick. I remembered stumbling around the club until I made my way out to the streets. I could remember calling Maria, feeling a bit of fear when she didn’t pick up the phone. Then, the frat boys flooded my memory, and I realized exactly who was behind me. It was Nathan.

He had found me, bursting onto the scene like a super hero, taking down the assholes and scooping me up into his car. But why would I be so stupid as to sleep with him again, knowing he was trying to force himself to not be attracted to me? I peeked under the covers and realized I was still wearing my panties and bra. I looked to the side and he was still in his boxers.

Okay, we didn’t sleep together.

I was a shit show last night between the alcohol and the complete mental breakdown in Nathan’s car. That poor guy had come to the rescue and ended up having to babysit my drunk ass. I laid my head back in the pillow, groaning to myself as I thought about how big of a fool I had looked like last night, standing in the street, holding my shoes, and swaying back and forth. And Nick, that son of a bitch, had thrown me to the wolves, and all because I rejected his sexual advances.

He deserved to buy that club and have it fail, so he can go running to his daddy with his tail between his legs while I started up my fabulous new business, selling swimwear with my best friend. Wouldn’t he be shocked when we were ruling the “saturated market” with our bikinis? I took in a deep breath, feeling the after effects of the alcohol from the night before. I was going to have one mother of a hangover once I finally dragged my body out of this bed. But damn if it didn’t feel nice having Nathan’s warm skin grazing mine. His tight strong body next to me, protecting me and making me feel that twinge of arousal that I knew I shouldn’t have.

Laying there, I started thinking about what he said to me on the beach when we went for that walk a few days ago. I could almost feel the knot developing in my chest all over again. I pushed that from my mind and replaced it with Nathan’s heroic rescue last night, grabbing me off the streets and bringing me home, where he even undressed me and got me comfortable in the bed. I had asked him to stay, and he didn’t even think twice.

In reality, I was bummed nothing happened between us. Not only had I found myself craving the feeling of being safe and protected in his arms, I felt like he deserved to be treated to a sexy foray of hot sensual sex. He deserved to be shown just how hot he was and how much I wanted him. I hadn’t been able to get his huge cock and sexy body off my mind since that night, and now he was behind me in the bed, wearing nothing but boxer briefs. His little “love you like a sister” speech was forced from the guilt of his mother, and we both knew that.

He shifted behind me, his groin sliding behind my ass. The feeling of his half hard morning wood bounced across my ass, and immediately, I could feel myself getting wet. I quietly slid my hand down into my panties, running my fingers across my clit. That was it. I wasn’t going to stand by and let him blow me off when I knew that wa

sn’t what he wanted. I was going to turn over and show him just how different I was than a little sister.

I bit my lip and turned slowly over in the bed, pulling my panties off and unclipping my bra. I scooted forward into his arms, pressing my naked body against him. His eyes were closed as he moved his arm down, running it down my back and groaning slightly. I nuzzled my face in his neck and pressed my lips against his skin, kissing him seductively. He breathed heavily as I pushed my hips into his, feeling his cock getting harder. Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked down at my naked body.

“Ronni,” he whispered, staring down at my tits. “We really shouldn’t.”

“Shh,” I said, running my fingers across his lips and grabbing his hand.

I thrust his fingers between my legs, and he instantly began massaging my wet pussy. I ground my hips against his hand, rubbing my clit on his arm. I reached up and pushed him over on his back, sitting up and feeling him slip his fingers inside of me. I closed my eyes and moaned as I fucked his hand, feeling the juices starting to flow. He looked at me wildly, as if he had never seen something so sexy, and it made me even more brazen.

I ran my hands up my sides and over my breasts as I bounced up and down on his hand. At first, my goal was to get on top of him as fast as I could, but the feeling of his eyes on me and his fingers inside of me turned me on so badly I couldn’t move. As he fingered me hard, I pulled down his boxers and leaned forward, swallowing his hard cock. He groaned loudly, pushing his fingers inside of me harder and faster. I whined as my lips moved down his shaft. I reached up and grabbed his free hand, placing it on the back of my head. I liked it when he was in control.

He wrapped his hand through my hair and pushed down, pulling my head back up and groaning as my tongue swirled around the tip. Over and over, my head bobbed up and down, and my throat opened to take all of his giant cock inside. His hips began to move up and down, and I sat still, letting him fuck my mouth. It was incredibly erotic, and I glanced up at his face which was staring down at me. I curled my lips into a smile, and he rolled his eyes back groaning and laughing. I slid my hand between my legs and started rubbing my clit, moaning into his cock. It was so hard and so ready for me, but I didn’t want to rush it. I wanted to feel him get needy and really want me.

He took his fingers out of me and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me toward his face. I straddled his head, feeling him pull me down onto his lips. I screamed out at the feeling of his tongue running through my folds, sopping up my juices and sucking on my clit. I swayed my hips, taking a moment to really feel his pleasure before bending forward, grabbing his shaft, and pushing it into my throat. He gasped as I sucked hard, and my lips pressed against the base of his cock. He squeezed my ass, moving his mouth wildly around my pussy. I could feel the orgasm beginning to simmer, but I took a deep breath, not wanting to come until I was riding his dick. I wanted him to feel me explode, to feel my juices surround his erection, and my body twitch and writhe over top of him.

I sat up on his face and waited for a moment feeling the pleasure of grinding on his lips. I rose up on my knees and flipped around, scooting down to his waist. I leaned down and kissed his neck, whispering in his ear.

“I want you to feel me come.”

He moaned loudly as I reached back and stroked his cock, letting him know I was ready for him. I reached up and grabbed a condom from my drawer and tore the wrapper open, leaning back and sliding over his dick. Holding the base of his shaft, I tilted my hips and slid slowly down his cock, my juices dripping down him. I pulled my knees underneath me and sat down good and deep, moving up and down just slightly. I kissed his lips sweetly and then sat up, pulling his hands to my tits as I moved my body like a wave. I could feel his skin pressed against mine, and instantly, I wanted more. I moaned loudly as my clit dragged across his skin and his shaft pressed against my stomach from the inside. He reached up and grabbed my waist, but I slapped his hands away with a mischievous grin. He chuckled and raised his arms above his head, watching me bring myself closer and closer to orgasm.

I leaned forward and slowly lifted my ass, bringing his cock up before slowly lowering back onto it. He felt so damn good inside of me, and I did that same motion over and over again, feeling every ripple of his cock. I could feel the pleasure and need build up in my body, and I began to slam my hips up and down on his dick.

“Yeah, baby,” he groaned.

I sat back up and shifted my hips up and back, bringing myself to the edge of climax. I screamed out frantically, moving my body against his, turning to the side, and grinding down hard. As I pushed forward, rubbing him across my nub, I arched my back and threw my head up, screaming as the orgasm exploded and waves of pleasure pushed through my entire body. He reached up and grabbed my waist, thrusting his cock in and out of me hard and fast, trying to bring me to an even higher climax. I grabbed my tits and moaned as his body slammed against me. Pleasure ignited in ways I had never felt before. As the peak of my orgasm tipped me over the top, I fell forward, breathing heavily and whimpering. He slammed his lips against mine, kissing me passionately while still thrusting into me.

I moaned, feeling him completely filling me up. I braced my body and let him fuck me hard, biting into his shoulder as he held onto my hips and grunted loudly. The sound of his voice was enough to push me back into pleasure mode, and I swept his hands off my hips and sat down on him again. I lifted my body up and looked down at him smiling.

“You want this?” I asked, biting my lip.

“Yeah, baby, give it to me,” he growled.

“Like this?” I asked innocently as I began to slowly bounce up and down on his cock.

“Harder,” he groaned, grabbing the sheets on the bed and trying not to take over.

His self-control didn’t last long. He sat up, grabbed me by the waist, and threw me down onto the bed. He climbed on top of me and pushed my legs apart. His eyes were dark, and he leaned into my neck, whispering into my ear.