Spying On My Roommate

I’m not prepared for the intensity of it. It rocks me. It nearly breaks me.

I collapse onto the bed, my hips exhausted, my arms useless.

Lindsay keeps me inside her as she lowers her head and starts kissing my chest.

I stare at the ceiling as pleasure swirls through my veins, knowing everything has changed. There’s no going back.

I got my girl. If she’s not bred now, she will be soon.

Everything is just so damn perfect.

If I died now, I’d die a happy man.

But I’m thrilled that I have decades more to live with this woman.

I grin, knowing I’ll enjoy every second of it.

Chapter Ten

Lindsay

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“Stop squirming!” I say in a stern voice although there’s a betraying smile on my face. “Models aren’t supposed to move!”

Emmett is breathing heavier and deeper as he watches me.

“Look that way,” I remind him for the twentieth time.

“I can’t,” he says with a strained voice. “I physically can’t. You shouldn’t have worn incredibly sexy lingerie if you wanted me to stare at the ceiling.”

“You made me wear it!” I snap back in disbelief.

He grins.

It was part of the deal we struck. Emmett would pose for me in the nude so I could draw him in charcoal properly, but in exchange, I had to be wearing the new lingerie he bought me.

It was the best and worst idea.

I barely got my pencils ready before we had to take our first ‘break’. Our second ‘break’ came just after I did a rough sketch of his frame and now he’s looking like he’s ready for a third.

I quickly drag the charcoal over his arm, again and again, trying to get the curve of his left tricep just right. I love his triceps. They’re so big and hard. So sexy. I love gripping them while he pounds into me or just stroking them gently while we watch TV or just staring at them while I eat my cereal in the morning. They’re truly part of a balanced breakfast. They’re truly incredible.

“Oh no,” I mutter under my breath when my model starts to go AWOL again. That long beautiful cock is beginning to stir. It’s getting harder and longer as I rush to finish his arm.

This crazy man is still covered in my charcoal fingerprints from our last break. There are black lines streaked all over his torso and round black spots all over his arms, making him look like a sexy cheetah human hybrid.

“Look up,” I say with a grin, even though I know it’s hopeless. He’ll never be able to concentrate on holding the position while hard like this. There’s only one thing on his mind.

“Okay, fine,” I say like a marauder as I toss my pencil on the table. “We can take a break. If you must.”

He must.

I gasp as he rushes over and takes me in those big possessive arms.

He’s got that fire of desire in his eyes and it’s best to just go with the flow and let him do what he wants. Like how you’re supposed to go limp in a car crash to avoid injury, that’s the way to go with Emmett when he’s in his alpha growly fuckboy mode.

I just let him turn me around and push me onto the table with his rough demanding hands. I thrust my ass into the air as he grips my lingerie g-string and yanks it to the side, revealing my already soaked pussy.

“You are so alluring in this lingerie,” he says in his deep, throaty, I’m-about-to-fuck-you-hard voice. “New rule. I want you in lingerie at all times.”

“I thought clothing was optional,” I say with a grin as I look at him over my shoulder with a challenging stare. “Rule number three if I recall correctly.”

“Rule number six,” he says as he grips my ass cheek and pulls it to the side, parting my wet pussy lips. “I can change the rules at will.”

I laugh as I shake my head. “How convenient for you.”

My laugh turns into a deep moan when I feel the giant head of his cock against my tight hole. I’m quivering as he slowly slides it in, teasing me with every beautiful inch.

“Oh,” I whine as I swallow the head completely and then inch after inch of his thick shaft. He’s so fucking big. So wide. It feels like he’s impaling me, stretching me out in a glorious way. I’ll never get sick of this feeling. Ever.

“Fine,” I moan as he buries himself all the way in my cunt, his full balls pressing hard against my engorged aching clit. “You can make all the rules you want.”

As long as he has this magic wand to tease me with, he has all the power.

“Good,” he says as he begins to fuck me hard, sliding that big forceful cock in and out as he grabs my ass with two firm grips. “I’ll buy you all the lingerie you need. A new one every day.”