Wanted: A Bad Boy Auction Romance

He pushed forward, spearing my flesh inch by hot inch. He conquered my clenching center like he did my eager mouth.

I cried out as he slipped inside, the small urging thrusts of his hips convincing my resisting flesh to take him. Finally though, there was nowhere left for him to go. My core burned with the effort of taking him but even that pain was pleasurable.

We fit together like we were made for each other.

He started to move and I moaned and cried out in his mouth, the sounds muffled. I swallowed his sounds of passion too. The pace quickly built, my movements urging him on. I needed this to be hard and fast. The demands of my body could handle nothing less.

We began to pant with the hot pleasure and he released my lips. The sounds of our bliss filled the room and so did the wet, fast sound of rough sex.

I arched my back and yelled as he slipped impossibly deeper. My breasts bounced with the hard rhythm and sweat made our skin slick.

I might had been embarrassed at how fast I came the first time if it didn’t feel so good.

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een my legs with his fingers while his other hand pulled at my nipple. Surrounded by him, feeling the things he did to my body... It was too much too soon and a wave swelled inside me, overwhelming me in how quickly it built.

I gushed my gratification onto his jabbing hardness, my vocalization loud and echoing.

He gripped my hips harder and drilled into me, pushing me higher and higher still.

“Fuck, babe, it never felt this good before… Come for me again. You have no idea how hot it is to feel you in my arms.”

I erupted in another tide of pure sensation. Colors burst in front of my vision and my ears roared as I obeyed his carnal command.

He pushed into me faster, deeper and rougher and with a shout, joined me in paradise.

Through the synthetic barrier he protected us with, I felt the heat of his release and just the knowledge of him coming set of fireworks in my belly again. I shuddered and gasped.

I had no idea how long had passed when I felt myself coming back down to earth. No longer riding my high, the gravity of what I just did hit me.

My heart was still racing but the rhythm changed into a more panicked feeling. My body tensed, all the sweet sensations morphing to horror.

The smell of sex was heavy and wetness coated the inside of my thighs, both testaments to my lapse in judgment.

Wyatt was still hard inside me and my body was still responding to his readiness despite the walls my brain and heart were erecting.

Wyatt felt the change in me though, I knew.

He turned me in his arms and looked down at me, his eyes searching before he tilted his lips toward mine.

I dodged them and they grazed my cheek.

He let his lips linger there for a moment before lifting his head. He cupped my chin and made me look back at him.

“What’s wrong? Regrets already?” he asked.

I couldn’t look at him when I said, “I can’t do this again. This was a mistake. We should never had allowed his to happen.”

“Why? We were great together,” he stated.

We were. My body was still shaking with how great and that was exactly the problem.

“I cannot get emotionally involved with anyone right now, Wyatt.”

Especially you.

I left that part unsaid but it hang in the air nonetheless.