Room 452

He grabs my panties in his hands and fucking rips them apart and tosses them aside. Fuck. He rapidly licks and sucks up my thigh, and then he slides his tongue through me, spreading me apart.

My hand grabs his hair so hard. “Fuck!” I shout.

He roughly shoves his tongue inside of me, and my head falls back. His mouth clamps down around my clit, and he sucks it hard over and over again. I fist his hair hard to stop myself from screaming out.

“This doesn’t change anything.” I pant.

His mouth works me harder and faster, and I am already almost over the edge. He pulls back slightly and stares up at me as he runs his tongue up and down me slowly. His voice rumbles through my body. “You think someone else will make you feel this way? You think you’ll be happy?” His tongue circles around me. “Answer me Blake!” He roars. “Who do you want down here? Who do you want to fuck you?”

His tongue teases me to insanity. He watches me the whole time he licks me up and down. My heart beats up into my throat. “Fuck!” I scream. “You! I fucking want you, Sawyer!”

He growls, and then he gives me exactly what I want, sucking my clit back into his mouth and not stopping until my whole body starts spasming over and over and over. “Ugh!” I scream out.

Then without warning, Sawyer stands and shoves his cock all the way inside of my still orgasming pussy. I dig my fingers into his shoulders to try to steady myself. He grunts as he pulls out and pushes back in. “You feel that?” He grits out. “No one else will make you feel this way.”

He slams himself into me hard. “You see how wet you are?” He spits out angrily. “This wet cunt belongs to me Blake. Only me.”

I give in. I can’t help it. How could I not? I grab the back of his neck and pull his mouth to mine. His arms wrap tightly around me, and he deepens the kiss.

“God, I missed you.” He breathes out as he bites down on my neck.

I can barely think with how hard his cock is slamming into me. I squeeze my eyes shut, but Sawyer yells at me. “Fucking look at me!”

I open my eyes and look at him. He’s breathing hard, and sweat is forming around his forehead. “You’re going to cum all over my dick.” He says roughly.

I scream through a closed mouth in agony. I need to cum so bad. He reaches down and rubs his finger over my clit as he pounds into me harder, and I completely fall apart. My pussy pulsates around him, and he scrunches his face and growls out as he finishes.

Neither one of us moves or speaks as we try to calm our breathing. Sawyer cups my face and places gentle kisses on my lips. He finally grabs some tissue off the desk and pulls out of me, soaking up his cum that still is leaking all down my legs. I can’t seem to care right now though.

“We need to talk.” He whispers to me.

He kisses my lips again. I pull back slightly. “Oh? Now you want to talk?”

He grunts and grabs my hip harder. “You’re the one who ran out and then wouldn’t return any of my calls or texts.”

Fuck. I hate when he’s right.

I push at his chest and stand from the desk. “I gave you your chance to talk. You gave me your answer.”

Sawyer looks at me angrily. “I didn’t want you to leave!” He shouts.

“Why would I stay?” I shout back at him. “You got what you came for already.”

He puffs out his chest more. “Hey! Don’t put words in my mouth!”

I place a hand on my hip. “You don’t really give me a choice when I ask you a simple question and you just stare at me with your mouth hanging open.”

“There was nothing simple about it.” He grits back.

“Oh really? Because I got your answer loud and clear!” I yell back.

“I was fucking scared!” Sawyer roars. His voice echoes off the walls, freezing me in place.

Then his eyes soften toward me and his voice lowers to almost a whisper. “You don’t think I’m scared too? I’m fucking terrified. Terrified that now that I know what it feels like to have you, you might not stay. Terrified that everything you’ve been saying to my face was true. That you really hate me. That it was only about the sex. Terrified that I wasn’t good enough for you. I didn’t want to mess it up.”

He reaches forward and brushes his hand across my cheek. “Because Blake, I’d rather have some of you than none of you at all.”

I stand speechless for a moment. I’m too stunned to speak. I swallow hard. “Where does that leave us?” I ask quietly.