“I’m going to make sure you’ll always be used to my cock, and only my cock.” I slide my cock in another inch, hearing the hitch in her breath. I’m not sure if it’s from me making my way inside her or what I just told her, but it’s the God’s honest truth. There’s not a snowball’s chance in hell I’ll let her leave me.
“More, please, I need more,” she urges me on, and this time, I slide in until I’m all the way inside her.
“Please tell me you can take more.” My head finds the crook of her shoulder. My breathing is heavy. I’m holding on by a thread. I don’t stop circling her clit with my thumb.
“Fuck me, Greyson, make me yours.” She places her hand on top of mine, but not for long. The moment she uses her own fingers on her cunt, I start seeing stars.
“Damn, Serenity, not sure how long this will last. Not with the way you’re taking my cock, baring down on it, so tight and so fucking wet,” I grunt as my hips start pistoning in and out of her.
“Feels so good.” She’s mindless in her pleasure. I move faster, our skin slick from sweat, the ocean breeze not doing anything to cool us off. Serenity is moving with me as we’re moving at a fevered pace. My lips latch on to the column of her neck, sucking hard enough I know she’ll have a mark come tomorrow. I won’t have to worry about some dick in town trying to get with Serenity, not at the rate we’re going. She’ll have my mark on her neck, my cum deep inside her womb, and fuck if I won’t be putting a damn ring on her finger as soon as I can.
“You’re taking me with you, Red,” I grunt. Her cunt spasms against me, her head tips back, and she comes apart in my arms, taking me with her. My hips don’t stop until I give her everything I have. She may have told me she’s on birth control earlier, but the way her greedy pussy continues to tighten its hold on me, it won’t be long until she is pregnant, and fuck what that thought does to me.
“No way. You just came. How are you getting harder?” I wasn’t sure she’d be coherent to string a sentence together, let alone formulate a question.
“We’re just getting started, Serenity.” I reluctantly pull out of her, my cum surely dripping down the inside of her legs, and I know I want her flat on her back, in the center of my bed, where I can fuck it back into her.
Eight
Serenity
All day today, my body has been sore, in the most delicious way possible. That probably had something to do with Greyson taking me every which way and well through the night. When he tried to wake me up this morning with his head between my legs, I had to push him away. The insides of my thighs were red from where he ate me twice after our time on the deck. I don’t know how he had the energy to get up this morning and head to the shop, but he did. Greyson offered me a spare set of keys. I responded, but I have no idea now what I said. Only that he slapped my ass, kissed the spot beneath my ear, and left me to sleep the morning away. Which I clearly did, judging by the light shining through his house.
“Time to shake the cobwebs out, Serenity Carlson. You’ve got work today, phone calls to make, and to wash the smell of sex off your body. Add to the list, definitely washing the sheets.” I stretch, my arms reaching over my head. Even those are sore. I slide out of the bed taking the sheet with me, dumping it on the ground and putting it in a pile to add the fitted sheet, pillowcases, and the quilt. That one in a separate pile. Greyson has a mac daddy bed, bigger than a normal king-size bed, that’s for sure, or it could just be me being used to a queen-size bed in my travel trailer.
Once that’s done, I snag a shirt that’s sitting on Greyson’s dresser, pull it on, and I can’t help but bring the collar of it to my nose and inhale the scent surrounding me. I grab the pile of sheets knowing they won’t take near as long to wash and dry like the quilt, then I’ll grab my phone, text Greyson, and head to the kitchen.
I stop in my tracks once I make it there. I could have sworn Greyson left this morning. Is it later than I thought it was? The clock glaring on the stove makes my eyes pop out of my head.