The Best Mistake (Not Just Friends 1)

A mask of ecstasy washed over his face, and she saw a sheen of perspiration covered his skin.

“It feels so fucking good. I don’t think you’ll ever know how good you feel to me, how good it feels to be inside of your body.” Dropping his head to the crook of her neck, Toby started slowly thrusting in and out of her, increasing his speed with every passing second.

He pulled out just enough that the crown of his dick was the only thing lodged in her pussy, and then he slammed back into her. His eyes were closed, the tendons in his neck taut, and his jaw clenched.

The drugged look he wore had her inner muscles clenching around his length, which caused him to groan deep in his throat.

“You have no idea what I want to do to you, how I want to touch you, kiss you, fuck you.” He shoved deep inside of her and she moved up the bed another inch. His hands were on the mattress beside her head now, and she could see out of the corner of her eyes the way he pulled at the sheets, clenching the material in his big fists.

Dipping his head and running the tip of his nose along her ear, she shivered in response.

“I want to know what you’d do to me, Toby.”

He breathed out harshly, his big balls slapping her ass as he pushed into her harder then the last. “You’d run screaming if you knew how hard I want to fuck you.” He stared right in her eyes. “This is nothing, baby. This is nothing compared to what I want to do. You’d be scared if you knew how much I want to own your body … own you, Shoshanna.”

He was losing his mind, maybe so drunk he didn’t even know what in the hell he was talking about. Maybe this was what he said to all the girls he screwed?

Does it matter? Just let him make you feel good.

He pulled out and thrust hard into her again, and a cry of pleasure left her. He gripped a chunk of her hair, tilted her head back, and gently bit the side of her neck.

“Does that scare you?” His words sounded dangerous, but so hot, too. “Answer me, baby.” Another hard push into her and she was forced to tighten her fingers in his massive biceps and hold on.

“No, you don’t scare me.” Not at the moment he didn’t. At the moment she wanted to feel nothing but mind-altering pleasure that would cancel out the fact her life sucked at the moment.

He stopped thrusting and leaned back slightly. “You should be afraid, Shoshanna.”

Maybe she should have been, but the truth was he turned her on, and the danger he evinced had this arousal pumping through her veins like an intoxicating concoction. She braced her feet on the mattress and lifted her hips in time with his powerful pumping.

“Damn, baby.” He started moving faster, and right when she would have come he pulled out.

For a moment Shoshanna was stunned speechless. Had he really just stopped when she was so close, when the precipice of finding that complete bliss was at her fingertips? Surely he had to get off, too, wanted to just as badly as she did. She lifted her head to stare at him from between her legs.

Toby’s erection jutted forward, and the indentation of the piercing at the tip of his shaft was visible. The thickness of the hoop and ball that kept it in place was impressive.

He gripped the root of his shaft, breathed out heavily, and stared at her pussy.

“I want to take you from behind, baby.” He didn’t smile, didn’t move, and just continued to stare at her. “I want to see your ass shake when I fuck you. I want to see how wide your pussy stretches around my cock.”

She was flipped over then, braced her hands and knees on the mattress, and stared at him from over her shoulder. He still gripped himself, but now he took his free hand and ran it over his mouth, back and forth, as he stared at her ass.

He moved closer, so close that his body heat made her feel like a fire surrounded them.

Placing the tip of his erection at the opening of her pussy once more, she expected him to slam inside of her, but he didn’t, and instead gripped her waist, groaned deeply, and pushed back into her slow and easy.

Over and over he pulled out and pushed back in, never increasing his speed, but making sure to fill her completely and thoroughly. She ached for more, needed it as fiercely as she knew he could give.

She still stared at him over her shoulder, watched as his throat worked when he swallowed, and knew he was holding back.