Phoenix Rising

And I wanted to make sure I didn't hurt her the second time. I needed to protect her from myself and my all encompassing lust for her. Twice in a row was a lot for a tiny thing like her. And I'd done a fair bit of pounding out there on the hallway floor.

So she had to control the pace this time. At first, anyway. For as long as I could hold out.

"That's it baby girl. You can do it."

I rocked my hips gently, thrusting up the tiniest bit. I laid my hands over her breasts and exhaled in pleasure. She felt too good to be real.

This girl was my own personal paradise.

She started moving then, making tiny little bouncing movements that were adorable, frustrating and felt better than they should. My hands fell away to her thighs so I could watch her body move. Her chest jiggled in the most delicious way each time she went up and down.

I may have been drooling as she sunk down a little further, making both of us moan. I still wasn't the whole way in, but I didn't want to force it. We'd get there, and I was certainly enjoying the journey. I knew I could help things along by using my strength. Instead, I had a better idea.

"Lean forward darlin'."

She did as I asked, resting her hands on my shoulders.

"Like this?"

"That's it. Bend your arms for me."

"But my- oh!"

I lifted my head and caught her nipple in my mouth, sucking hard. I felt her pussy clench down on me in response. My girl was beyond responsive to me. I grunted as my cock got squeezed so hard I almost came right then and there.

I worked my tongue over her nipples, going back and forth. She was rocking back and forth on my cock more frantically now. I grunted in encouragement, too busy to talk.

Then my fingers snuck down between her thighs and found her button. She started making those sweet sounds she made right before she came. This time she orgasmed almost immediately.

"Clint! Oh, Clint!"

The sound of my name on her lips was more than I could take. She was starting to come as I flipped her over, driving into her until I was fully embedded.

"Phoenyx! Sweet lord in Heaven!”

Her walls undulated against me as she started to come again. I wrapped her thighs around me and went to town. I lost all control, not going slow and soft like I'd planned.

Hell no. I was riding hell for leather.

Phoenyx was saying my name over and over again, heavily interspersed with the words 'yes’, 'oh yes’, and 'oh my God, yes.’ I almost lost my mind when I heard her say ‘harder, please.'

She and I were of a like mind in that regard. I pounded into her the last few strokes, unable to help myself. She screamed like a wild thing as she came, her body trapping me in a tight grip. I shook like a hurricane as my balls pumped load after load into the condom.

I hated that condom in that moment. Every cell in my body wanted to be inside her, skin to skin. Every instinct I had told me to make a baby with this beautiful woman.

To tie her down.

To keep her.

For life.

And longer if that option was available. I wanted her forever.

Phoenyx Delancey had made me a believer in the afterlife. I had to believe in it. Because I could not imagine a world, or the hereafter, without her in it.

"Christ woman! Ahhhhh!"

I spent myself and bent forward, curving my back over her quivering flesh. She was still coming so I stayed put, still hard, not letting her finish. I nipped her neck and used my finger to strum her clit for a few minutes, prolonging her pleasure and the torturous feeling of her bearing down on my cock. She screamed again, thrashing beneath me.

I groaned as she milked my cock for everything I had. I felt like I could come again. Just like that.

Phoenyx Delancey had made me hard again.

Chapter Eighteen

Phoenyx

"Come on babygirl, let's hose you down."

I giggled as Clint carried me into the bathroom. I'd had it done up all girly before I even moved in. A girl needed her glamour space after all.

Now, I was even happier that I'd done it.

The huge walk-in shower had room for two. It even had a bench. I wondered what kind of trouble we could get up to in there…

Then there was the tub. The huge soaking tub might be tight for the two of us, but I was sure we could make do.

Clint lowered me gently to the ground. He turned on the shower with one hand, using the other to hold me against him. He checked the temperature and grinned at me, guiding me under the warm water.