Filled

There’s no bouncer here to stop us this time, and my mind spins with need. He jerks his mouth from mine and buries his face in my neck. His stubble tickles my skin as he tries to catch his breath. I bite my lip, telling myself to not move. I will not shamelessly dry hump him while he’s trying to breathe.

But then of course I do.

When I roll my hips up, I feel his cock right there.

“Bambi.”

“I don’t need a warning.” My hands are all over his muscles, and he’s hard and warm everywhere.

“You want to finish what we started the other night?”

“Yes.”

He kisses my neck before he reaches down between us. I feel him shift, and I wet my lips, wondering if he’s pulling himself out of his sweatpants. I suck in a breath when I feel the heavy weight of his cock against me.

His fingers dip into the side of my panties as he pulls them over. “Tell me, Bambi. What’s this going to cost me?” He swipes the head of his cock against my clit. “How much?”

I whimper. Why is that so hot?

“A thousand,” I blurt out.

“Pull your shirt up and show me your tits and I’ll give you two.”

I do as he asks quickly, then I feel the weight of him on me. His cock presses against my sex and glides over my clit. He thrusts like we’re having sex, and it’s so dirty.

“Legs around me,” he orders, and I do as I’m told.

His head dips, and he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. Again, all I can think about is what his mouth would feel like between my thighs. Is it really as wonderful as women say? I think anything with Angus would be wonderful, to be honest.

He grunts, releasing my nipple as he thrusts faster. The head of his cock slips back and forth against my clit, and the sounds of his grunts are the hottest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. When he groans my name, I’m done for.

The orgasm hits me hard and seems to go on forever. I dig my fingers into his back, needing to hang on to something. I cry out when he bites down on my neck, and it triggers another orgasm. Or maybe the first one is still going. I’m too lost to know.

I feel his warm release spill onto my skin as he thrusts a few more times. His body is tense and tight before he finally goes lax on top of me. I lie there wondering what the hell just happened and when we can do it again.

“Shit,” I hear him say. “I don’t know why I bit you. I’m sorry.” He kisses my neck, and I close my eyes while I smile.

“I liked it,” I admit. “I liked everything you did.”

“Me too.” He pushes up off the bed. “Don’t move.” I hear him walk across the room, and my eyes adjust to the darkness. He turns on the bathroom light and I hear water running.

When he comes back, I watch as he cleans his release off me. He takes his time, and then I feel an emotion I don’t understand get lodged in my throat. I want to clean him too since I can see some on his sweatpants. But instead he pulls the sheet over me before going back into the bathroom. He grabs new sweatpants and then turns off the light.

The bed dips as he slides in, and I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say or do. Do we just go back to sleep? I suddenly don’t feel tired at all, and as I’m stressing over it, he grabs me and pulls me into him. I take a deep breath and relax into his warmth.

“I shouldn’t have done that,” he says, and I tense. Does he regret it? “Bambi.” He rolls me over to face him. “You were half asleep. I don’t want you doing anything unless your head is a hundred percent into it.” I can hear the concern in his voice. Gosh, he really is a good man.

“I wasn’t asleep at all.” In fact, I think I was the one copping feels while he was sleeping. Unless he was faking it, but I’m not going to ask.

“All right,” he says, and I lay my head on his chest.

“I kind of hope maybe we can do it again?”

“Right now?” he teases me. “Bambi, we can do anything you want. You give me the word and I’ll be all over you, babe. I don’t think I have much control when it comes to you.”

I smile. It feels good having the power to make Angus lose control.

Chapter Eight

Angus

“Oh fuck,” I grunt, fisting the sheets in my hands and thrusting.

Bambi grips my ass with her hands and holds me still as her pussy wiggles up and down the ridge of my cock. I’m still not inside her, but I’m so goddamn close. Her wet lips slide over me like melted butter, and I don’t know how much more I can take.