Falling for the Bully (Falling in Love 3)

His dirty words excited her. He stood up, and the fingers he had inside her, he wrapped them around his length, covering himself in her arousal.

“You need to wear a condom,” she said.

“I will when I’m ready.”

“Please, Max. I want you. I need you.”

“And you’re going to get every single part of me, but when I’m ready.” He moved behind her, kissing her neck. She kept her hands locked behind her head, not moving. He was making it impossible for her. “Don’t touch yourself. Don’t move your hands,” he said.

“You’re being unfair. I want to touch you.”

“You can touch me, all in good time.”

He caressed her body, and she couldn’t take it anymore. Not as he stroked her breasts, or caressed her midriff—she had to touch him.

Getting up from the chair, she kicked it out of her way, wrapping her arms around his neck, not caring how she was breaking all the rules. They were here together, breaking plenty of them, but she wasn’t going to stop.

Max groaned, gripping her ass. She ran her hands down his body, touching him. He was firm to the touch; not a part of him wasn’t hard. Her hand shook a little as she got to his cock. She wrapped her fingers around him, working his length, going up and down as he deepened the kiss. He walked her back until she was pressed against the wall. He slapped her hand away, and she groaned.

He didn’t give her a chance to argue as he lifted her up, and right there, right then, he slid inside her.

“You need to wear a condom,” she said, breaking from the kiss.

“In a minute.”

He pulled out of her only to slam back inside. The feel of him was intense. She wrapped her legs around him, kissing him even harder. It felt so good to finally let go, to give herself up to this man, and he held her steady, fucking her, taking her. The tight grip he had on her ass turned her on even more. Sin

king her fingers into his hair, she closed her eyes, loving each grind as he filled her.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he said the words between kisses.

She smiled and gasped as he lifted her away from the wall, and suddenly, she was back on the bed, her legs up around his shoulders as he speared into her.

“Watch me, Aria. Watch my cock.” He fucked her hard and fast. His cock was covered in her arousal as he kept fucking her.

He left her legs against his shoulders and used his fingers on her pussy. She cried out as he took the pleasure to the next level, his cock driving even deeper inside her. Seeing him fuck her, knowing she was no longer a virgin, she growled his name, wanting him again and again.

Max had awakened something inside her, and as she came over his cock, feeling him still move inside her, she knew she couldn’t fall for him. This had to be just sex. Only sex. They couldn’t have anything else.

When Max came, he pulled out of her at the last minute, finishing with his cum all over her pussy and stomach.

Afterward, they both lay on the bed panting.

Aria stared up at the ceiling, words failing her.

“I wasn’t going to fuck you like that,” Max said. He took hold of her hand, and she didn’t fight him.

“How were you going to do it?” she asked.

“I was going to take my time. One feel of you wrapped around my dick and I lost all thought.”

He continued to hold her hand.

“You forgot the condom.”

“I pulled out.”

She laughed. “You know that’s not safe sex.”

“You’re the first woman I’ve done it with. If you want, I’ll go to the doctor’s and get a clean bill of health.”

“And if you’re not clean?”

“I’m clean. I always bag it up. Just this one time I didn’t. I didn’t finish inside you, so it reduced the risk.”

“Wow.”

“What?”

“It doesn’t reduce the risk.” She let go of his hand, walking into the bathroom. The mirror wasn’t a long one, but she could see his droplets of cum on her flesh.

Grabbing some tissue, she started to clean herself up.

“You’re mad.”

“I’m not mad.”

“You’re pissed.”

She looked up at him. “I don’t know. I asked you to grab a condom.”

“I know. I’m sorry.” He walked into the bathroom, wrapping his arms around her waist. “I feel like shit.”

“No, you don’t.”

He laughed. “You’re right. But I didn’t intend to take you like that. I was going to be good, and not fuck you but bring you to orgasm several times with my mouth. Only, you took things right out of my hands. Next time, I’ll get a condom. We’ll only use condoms between us.”

“What happens after this weekend?” she asked, cleaning the last of his orgasm away. Throwing the tissue into the toilet, she gave him her complete attention. “What happens after?”