Dirty Curve

She sucks, scraping me with her teeth and grinning around me when I hiss.

“Oh, you think that’s funny?” I pull back, tug her to her feet, spin us and nudge her back until her ass falls to where mine once was.

Together we crawl up the springy mattress until her head meets a pillow. She lowers onto her back, her sneaky little hand slides between us again, and she grips me, running the tip of her thumb over bulging veins.

I flex in her palm, and she licks her lips, releasing me.

I pull back, align my hips and glide my cock along her slit

“Fuck,” I grunt, adding some pressure, and my biceps clench.

Desperate for a hint of her, I allow the head to slip inside

My body fucking burns, her chest is heaving, and I can’t wait any longer.

“Open up for me, baby.”

Her legs spread a little wider, I push in a little farther, and then she looks me directly in the eye.

A deep rumble vibrates up my throat, and she flexes around me, her back arching off the bed, her neck begging to be sucked on. Licked.

I bite instead, and my baby moans beneath me.

I’m inside her in the next second, the heat of her cunt boiling the blood in my veins, and my body takes over.

With slow, full thrusts, I rock into her.

She gasps into the air around us, and I push a little deeper, my head falling into the crook of her neck.

“I’ve been dying for this,” she admits with a low, torrid tone.

My muscles flex around her. “How long?”

Her hands fall to my bare back, and she lifts her knees higher. “Long.”

I bite her collarbone and she whimpers, twitching around me and my cock swells even more.

She likes.

Her hold on me tightens, but I don’t give her more.

I pull all the way out and my baby pouts. “How. Long?” I run the pads of my thumbs over her nipples, and she pants, gripping the ends of my hair in an attempt to pull, but I hold firm.

“Months, Tobias,” she swallows, lifting her hips in search of some relief. “Months.”

I groan, kiss the spot on her skin I bruised with my teeth, and drive back inside.

This time, when she grips my face, I let her drag my mouth to hers.

Meyer shoves her tongue into my mouth, and I kiss her back just as hard.

My blood pressure is through the fucking roof, my need to come right there with it, but only when she’s ready.

So, I sit up, press her knees to the mattress and lift her ass off of it.

I slide my cock out slowly, and push in faster, harder, my right hand coming down over her clit, left stretching forward to grip her peaked nipple.

She dances against me, her eyes hooded and holding mine, and when I hit the spot, deep in-fucking-side her, her neck stretches, her whimper frenzied.

Still, she doesn’t look away, and something shifts.

Everything shifts.

I release her, blindly reaching behind me to grip the edge of the comforter, and I pull it up over us, barricading us inside. I lower over her, bringing us chest to chest, skin to skin, eye to perfect, beautiful eyes.

“Meyer,” I whisper, dropping my forehead to hers and her lips curve into the softest of smiles.

She brings her legs up, locking them around my hips, and lifts her chin the slightest bit, skimming her mouth along mine. “Tobias,” she whispers back.

I need you, that’s what we’ve just said.

That’s what this means.

I love you.

I fuck my baby slow and steady, and I don’t stop until she’s biting into her lip to keep from crying out, but I want it. All of it.

So, I press my mouth to hers, and she moans into me, her body vibrating under me, and then she’s coming around me.

Her pussy pulses, gripping me like a custom-fitted sleeve, and I growl, my hand tethering into her hair.

“Come for me,” she begs, and I growl into her mouth.

“Okay, baby.” I drive into her as deep as I can, and I give her what she wants.

My cum pours into her, mixing with her own.

Her fingers glide along my back. “You’re shaking.”

“You feel good, like mine.” I press deeper, jerking inside her.

My grunt is chest deep and her lips part. “Kiss me.”

I do, and her hands wrap around my neck.

I’ve never felt more satisfied than I do in this moment, with my girl slick and satiated in my arms.

Desperate for more, yes, but satisfied.

It doesn’t make much sense, yet it makes perfect fucking sense.

No amount of this girl will ever be enough.

I’ll forever want more.

Need more.

Crave more.

Of her.

Of this.

Of us.

That’s never going to change. I knew it weeks, maybe even months ago.

Meyer belongs to me.

Period.

q

Stretching my legs, my lips curve into a smile, the heat of Meyer’s body making it real easy to peel my eyes open. She’s still in a deep sleep, her naked back bare to me, her long brown hair spilling over the pillow and half in my face.