Pulse (Pulse 1)

I shudder at the contact. My hips lunging upward seeking him. "Please," I almost beg.

He leans forward until he's towering over me. I feel the tip of him at my entrance. "Tell me to stop if it's too much."

"No," I shake my head from side-to-side. "No."

"Fuck," he moans loudly as he pushes into me.

I gasp as he sinks himself into me completely. It's so much.

His hips grind into me and I'm breathless with every heavy thrust. I whimper at the sensations. It's all so good.

I clench my body around his and I'm given a deep guttural moan in return. "Christ, Jessica."

"Hard. Harder," I mutter through clenched teeth. I'm close to coming again already. Just feeling him inside of me is pushing me into a place I've never felt before.

He starts fucking me. His strokes are long and hard. His lips find mine and he bites my bottom lip before pulling his tongue tenderly across it.

I grab his ass, pushing him even harder, needing to consume him the same way he's consuming me.

He pushes harder, deeper, faster. I cry out from the pleasure. I can't speak. It's all so much. This is what it's like to really be taken by a man.

I feel a deep, guttural sound escape my lips as my body slides into the edge of an orgasm. He kisses me deeply and I breathe in his breath. I pull him into me in every way as I feel all the pleasure he's giving me take over my body. I come hard.

He reaches to cup my ass in his hand as I feel my body relax again. He kisses my forehead. "I'm not done. I could fuck your sweet body for hours."

He shifts back onto his heels and pulls my hips with him. He's still so hard, so rigid inside of me. I gasp as I realize that he's going to help me come again.

Electricity courses through me when his thumb touches my clit. My hips involuntarily respond and it's all the invitation he needs. He pulls my body closer with one hand as he pounds himself harder into me.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he growls. "Such a sweet little body."

I can't control myself. The heat of his words and the feeling of him thrusting into me are causing another orgasm to race towards me.

"I can't. This is so good," I gasp. "Fuck. Please."

"Take it. It's yours." He pumps himself into me as he circles my clit lightly with his thumb.

"I'm…" my voice trails as I'm hit head on with an intense orgasm. I can barely contain a scream.

"Fuck, Jessica." He grabs both my hips pulling me into him. "Baby," his voice comes from a deep and distant place as he throws his head back, his own pleasure surging through him.

Chapter 7

"When can I fuck you again?" His index finger runs a lazy path across my hip bone as we lay on our sides staring at each other.

I reach to push a strand of hair back from his face. "It's called a one night stand for a reason."

The playful tone I tried to convey doesn't register in his expression. "It doesn't have to be a one night stand."

"It does." I pull back from his touch.

"Are you involved with someone?" His brows lift with the question.

"No." I answer quickly. "Are you?"

"If you're not tied down why can't we fuck sometimes?"

The genuine tone of his voice almost makes me break out a chuckle. It's so easy for him. It's obvious by the inflection in his voice that having random sex is a very normal part of his life.