I pulled out of her all the way and pushed back inside until I was fully buried in her. She was gasping and moaning with every single thrust of my hard prick. I continued to hold her while we fucked, rocking my hips back and forth. We quickly settled into the rhythm. She leaned against me. I held her closer still, my head beside hers now as I nuzzled against her neck. I kissed her soft skin. I sucked on it. I licked against it. I brought those kisses up her jugular and then down again.
My cock was pumping harder into her all the time, a little faster with a bit more purpose with each thrust. I was so close to coming. The way she was rocking her hips I knew she was, too. I was ready. Oh, shit…it was going to be epic…
“Fuck!” I screamed as I came hard inside of her. I could feel my cum blasting out of my prick into her soft, tight pussy. She gasped as I did so and her hips rose up bringing her legs up as well. It was like she had involuntarily positioned herself to absorb more of me inside of her.
Then I felt her come as well. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and it was difficult to stay inside of her. I wanted to pump as much of myself into her as I could. It just felt so satisfying and right.
“Ahhh!” she moaned loudly in my ear. I held her tightly. I fucked her harder still keeping myself inside of her. If I slipped out I wasn’t sure I could slip back in the way her pussy was clamping down.
Her body arched and shook violently as she tried to hold herself still. Finally, after several moments she relaxed and let the after effects of her orgasm finish.
Then we relaxed with each other on the bed. I was sweating profusely. My body was tired. But I felt more relaxed than I had in a long time. And I felt content, happier than I’d felt in so long I couldn’t remember. Wow, this was what I’d been waiting for and dreaming about. It was perfect. It was beyond perfect.
“That was amazing,” Laney said.
I looked over at her and smiled. Then I wrapped my arm around her and brought her over closer to me to do a sweet snuggle. She rested her head softly against my shoulder. I closed my eyes and then opened them again as I stared at the ceiling. I wasn’t sure where we were going next or how long this was going to last, but I was ready for it. I knew that I was struggling with the trust issues I’d developed as a result of my issues with Tiffany and what she’d done to me, but I knew Laney was dealing with trust issues as well after being stalked by that psycho Tyler. We both had this in common.
Laney thought this was amazing.
I had to agree. This was all amazing.
Chapter 12
Laney
I sat my guitar down and rubbed my eyes. I’d been working on this new demo for the past four hours. I thought it was coming along pretty well. I didn’t want to stop working, but I was getting tired and a bit burnt out. Plus, I was hungry and I needed to eat something. I hadn’t eaten breakfast. I’d been forgetting to eat breakfast or simply skipping it a lot lately. I just hadn’t been that hungry. But now I was starving.
I was shocked that I didn’t have much appetite since Mason and I had worked so hard last night. Well, it felt too good to be called work, but we’d definitely spent some energy. I couldn’t believe it had finally happened. And it happened again later after that first time. I woke up to find Mason’s face between my legs tasting me. His mouth was so good. He knew exactly how to work it and how to give me pleasure like I had never really known before.
I knew that I was falling hard in love with him. I couldn’t help it. It was the wrong thing to do. I felt this in every single part of my bones, but it was what it was. I needed him. I could think of literally nothing else. Even while I was working on my music he was all I could think about and the songs invariably ended up being about my feelings for him, which was interesting because they were infinitely better when I had some real-world subject matter to write about. But they were starting to become happier than they’d started out being. Still, I was happy with what I was creating.
I went into the kitchen and made myself a sandwich. I felt weird being in Mason’s house when he wasn’t there, but he told me to make myself at home, even if Jack wasn’t there.