Outnumbered

As I force my eyes open, trying to keep some sense of myself, Seri grips my hand with her free one and slides it up under the sweatshirt she borrowed from me, placing my fingers on top of her left breast. I look at her dark, sparkling eyes and try to figure out what the hell is going on here.

“What…?” It’s the only word I can manage to say.

Seri laughs.

“You want it,” she states as she slowly runs her fingers over my cock, and I remain motionless, trying not to automatically come in her hand. “I’m so fucking wet right now, you’re going to slip right in.”

Releasing my dick, Seri places both hands on my chest and shoves me until the back of my knees hit the bed. She shoves once more, harder this time, and I fall back onto the mattress.

She giggles again before she rips off the sweatshirt and drops her pants. She isn’t even wearing her bra or panties though I have no idea when she might have taken them off or where she put them. I don’t get a chance to think about this before she yanks my shorts down my legs, straddles my thighs, and takes my dick back into her hand. She guides the head between her legs and runs it up and down as I press my palms against the blanket.

“You want this?” Again, she sounds like she’s purring at me, and I have no idea what to say in return. “Tell me you want it.”

“I do.” My throat is dry, and I can barely hear my own words. She raises an eyebrow at me and stops the motion.

“Say it again.” She holds the tip of my dick against her clit, grinding against me. She slides back down, circling her opening for a moment before going back to her clit, and I gasp.

Five minutes ago, I hadn’t thought about sex with her at all, but now the idea of not getting inside of her is completely abhorrent. The an

ticipation as she slowly starts to rub her pussy all over my cock is going to drive me insane. I’ve never felt such a raw need to be inside of a woman before, not even with Margot. At the moment, it’s the only thing in the world that I want.

“I want it.” I nod quickly, unsure if I’ll be able to speak again.

She smiles, and the look is both sweet and sadistic. She slides down slowly once more, centers my cock, and slams down.

“Shit!” I reach up and automatically grab a hold of her hips though I let her set the pace. She’s fast, practically jumping up and down on me as sweat begins to form on my neck and chest.

“Oh, yeah!” She leans back, slows down, and grinds back and forth with me fully inside of her. “I knew you had a glorious cock. We all knew it.”

I have no idea what the fuck she’s talking about, and I don’t care. It has been years since I felt this, and my focus is immutable. She leans forward again, hands on my chest and rides me with purpose and determination, alternating from deep penetrations to slow circles of her clit on my pubic bone. My cock is throbbing, and I tilt my head back, closing my eyes and trying to think of anything but exploding right now.

Seri leans over me, pausing slightly as her nipples touch my chest. She runs her nose along the side of my neck, and I feel her breath warming my skin as I gather just a bit of composure. I try to turn my head to press my lips to hers, but she evades me.

“She felt it you know,” she whispers against my neck. “All cuddled up to keep warm. She felt it against her ass.”

“Who the hell is ‘she’?”

Seri laughs, ignoring my question.

I want to know what the fuck she’s talking about, but I can’t focus on anything but the feeling of my cock inside her. She leans back, riding me hard again like it’s the only way to ward off the cold. I feel the grip of her fingers on my shoulders and wonder briefly if she’s going to leave bruises.

“Come in me! Dammit, Bishop! Come in me!”

“Oh, fuck!” I squeeze my eyes shut as reflex takes over. I dig my fingertips into her hips and hold her down on top of me. A second later, I spill into her with a grunt.

“Yes!” she moans into my ear. “Oh, fuck yes! That’s what I wanted. That’s what you’ve wanted this whole time. Fill me with that cum, Bishop!”

“Jesus…” My cock throbs, emptying completely before I lose all muscle control and sink into the mattress. After a moment of panting, I open my eyes again.

I stare up at her in shock and not completely sure what just happened. She’s looking down at me, eyes half closed, with a huge grin on her face. She chuckles softly as she licks her lips and then pulls one leg over to collapse beside me.

We never even kissed.

Chapter 8

I stare at the sleeping woman beside me, still reeling from our encounter while the winter storm outside continues.

Seri had curled up against my chest and passed out moments after we disentangled from our very unexpected get-together—unexpected for me, anyway. As sweat chilled my skin, I brought the blanket up around us and pulled her in close to me. Crushing the male stereotype, I am unable to fall asleep at all, despite the intense orgasm and overall physical release.