“Oh no,” she said. “You’re not leaving me hanging like that.” She did her best to straddle his wide body with both her hands and knees, but, crap, he was big. “I’m not leaving you hanging like that, either. You don’t eat the appetizer then skip out before the meal. That’s just rude.”
His hands gripped her hips as she hovered above him, her breasts hanging low enough that her nipples brushed against his chest.
She dropped all of her weight on him, figuring he could handle it. It seemed he could since he didn’t complain or push her off.
She took his mouth and swept her tongue through it once before pulling back. “Now, I’m sorry I got caught up in my head. I promise I’m with you.” She slid down far enough that the head of his cock was right there again. And she hoped he would take what she was offering.
“Would suck to waste a wrap,” he grumbled and tilted his hips sharply while he pushed down on her hips.
Her eyelids fluttered closed as he filled her once again.
“With me?” he asked, sounding a little amused this time.
“I’m sooooo with you,” she breathed.
“Good,” he grunted. She squealed and her eyes flew open when he flipped them over and drove hard and fast into her again. “Like it like that?”
“Yes,” she hissed.
“Want it gentle?”
“No.”
He grinned. “Good.”
She squeezed his hips with her thighs, grabbed his beard with both hands and yanked his head down until she had his mouth again.
While he controlled the pace and the angle of the thrusts, she controlled their kiss. But when his pounding slowed, the control of the kiss changed. He deepened it and forced his way past her tongue, claiming her mouth instead.
She let him because she was liking what he was doing a lot.
Especially with his hips.
And she could no longer think straight to control that kiss. He kept one hand planted in the bed so he wouldn’t crush her, and the other snaked between them, snagging a nipple and tugging just the tip, then rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.
She groaned into his mouth, gripping his beard even harder. After releasing one hand, she scraped her nails down his back and his muscles rippled as she went. She could only reach the top of his ass, but she dug her fingertips in anyway, encouraging him to go deeper, even though that was impossible.
Even though he could go no deeper, she still couldn’t get enough of him. They both adjusted the tilt of their hips and her eyes fluttered closed at how good that felt when he hit all the right spots.
She missed this. She had pushed it aside and now in this apartment with this man she was taking it back.
Judge had awakened what had been sleeping inside her for years. He had sparked a fire that had been reduced to cold ashes.
This man, who she never would’ve expected, had done that.
Maybe he was right and tomorrow she’d see this as a mistake. A misstep.
But tonight, it was anything but.
Her hips rose to meet his, her head rolled back, and her breath puffed like a steam engine from between her lips.
He did not let up. He did not slow down. He took her as he wanted to.
And she didn’t want it any differently.
It was like her sexual self had been numb and with each thrust he brought all of the feeling back.
A deep grunt came from him and his pace stuttered. “Baby, ain’t gonna hang on much longer. What d’you need from me?”
Again, he was making sure she was right there with him.
And she was. Almost.
“Keep going,” she panted, tilting her head to see his face.
He almost looked tortured. “I keep goin’, gonna come.”
“That’s the point.”
“Don’t wanna leave you behind.”
“You won’t. Just tell me when you’re about to come.”
His hips almost slowed to a stop.
“Keep going,” she demanded again, digging her fingers deeper into his flesh. “Almost there.”
“Soon?”
“With you,” she assured him.
With a tight nod, he continued making the pleasure swirl through her. “Want it hard?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Fast?”
“Yes.”
“Come with me,” he growled and went back to giving it to her how she wanted it.
She would have smiled but the movement of his hips knocked it right off her face.
His pace stuttered again, and he released her nipple, planted his other hand into the mattress again and dropped almost all his weight onto her, pressing his face into her neck.
His beard was scratchy, but it also scraped over her heated skin, making her shiver, his lips sucked the skin on her neck so hard she was afraid he’d leave a mark. He snaked one arm under her shoulders and the other under her hips and then he powered up and into her.
Over and over.
And... Oh... That was all it took to shove her over that edge.