“We don’t need fucking condoms, Gorgeous. I need to fuck you raw. I want to feel you—all of you.”
Her face goes pale and she actually recoils from me.
What in the fuck?
“No, Noah. Not without a condom,” she says and she looks like she’s ready to bolt.
I want to argue. I’m not a bit fucking happy about her demand. This little voice inside of me however, is telling me to pick my battles. I’m getting Rory back in my bed—in my arms, that’s a big step and I have to be happy enough with that—at least for now.
I reach over and pull open the drawer, grabbing a condom, ripping it open with my teeth. The damn things have been in there forever, maybe I’ll get lucky and they’ll be worthless.
“I hope like Christ you’re ready for me, because I don’t think I have it in me to wait right now, Rory,” I warn her as I roll the condom on quickly—disappointed my cock doesn’t rip through it.
“I’m definitely ready,” she whispers. Just to make sure, I take my fingers and slide them between the lips of her pussy, liquid heat immediately gathers against them. She’s drenched. She stretches her leg out and slides over my body, poising herself above me. Her head is bent down, the dark auburn halo of hair slides around her face, a few strands of hair falling against her chest, creating a path to her breasts, the nipples upturned and begging for attention. I reach down and rub my fingers, that are covered in her juices, against her nipple. Her body quivers as she wraps her hand around my cock.
Jesus, fuck… Gorgeous isn’t enough of a description.
She lowers slowly, guiding my cock into her.
“God, Noah. You feel so good,” she whimpers, her head going back, her eyes closing as she bites into her bottom lip.
I lean up and suck her nipple into my mouth, torturing it, while teasing the other with my hand. I’m rewarded with her tight little cunt, trembling all around my cock.
“Missed you, Gorgeous,” I growl.
She starts riding me, her pussy clenching my cock so tight that it’s a wonder she doesn’t break it. I’m that damn hard.
“I missed you too, Noah,” she whispers riding slowly up and down on my cock, lost in her pleasure.
Slow is nice. It’s a great fucking show, but I’m too damn close. My hands bite into her hips as I surge up, thrusting deep into her as I pull her down. I take over, going hard and fast and it’s just a minute before she follows my lead.
“Christ that’s it, Baby. Fuck me hard,” I growl, watching her bounce up and down. Her nails biting into my skin as she leans over me.
I squeeze her breasts, loving the way they bobble up and down, but needing to touch them, knead them… fucking milk them.
“Noah, oh, God, I think I’m going to come,” she whimpers, as I pull her breasts close, dancing my tongue over them.
“Going to put my cock between your tits and titty fuck you so hard, Rory. You’re going to lay there and take it too, letting me shoot cum all over your face,” I growl.
“Yesssss….” She hisses the word out. I don’t know if she’s giving me permission for the fantasy in my head, or it’s just what she’s saying because she’s coming. I don’t really give a damn, because she’s squeezing my cock, draining it of jet after jet of cum. I can literally feel it releasing into the condom as her climax claims mine. Stream after stream of cum shoots into the latex and as good as it feels, I curse it. I take Rory’s mouth in my own, kissing her as I empty myself and she slowly comes down from her orgasm.
“I love you, Rory,” I whisper softly against her ear as she collapses against me, my condom covered cock still deep inside of her. “I love you.”42Rory“Oh my God! You’ve had sex,” Dani announces, causing me to jerk my head around to look at her.
“What?” I ask, tearing my gaze away from Noah—who’s sitting across the room with Ryan in his lap, and trying to sound like I have no idea what she’s talking about. I’m pretty sure I’m failing at that because I can feel the heat in my face. I’m definitely blushing.
“You did the horizontal mambo with Diesel!” she accuses in a quiet hiss.
“Keep your voice down,” I mutter, looking around.
“Oh my God! You whore! You did and you didn’t even tell me about it!” Dani cries—and might I add that she doesn’t do it quietly.
“It was just once,” I finally sigh out, head down. That’s not exactly true. It was three times, but all in one day. It’s been four days since and we haven’t done it once since then—not once. Of course, part of that is because Ryan has been back in bed with me… but still.