Stormy Love (Wet & Wild 1)

“Yes, Ash. Yes. Oh, right there. Like that. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.”

He loved her sounds. Her vocal overtures that sent fire sliding underneath his skin. Her knees bent and she was ready to collapse with the weight of her orgasm as it thundered through her body. In an instant, she was in his arms, trembling against his chest as his lips crashed to hers. Her tongue licked her essence off his skin and she moaned as if she loved the taste of his sweat and her arousal.

He whisked her down the hall and dumped her onto the first couch he came to. This woman was so hot, and it felt like he was going to burst into flames. He crashed his body into hers, his cock leaking against her soft thigh, and their tongues did battle as he rolled against her. His hand stroked through her hair and her hands raked down his back. He loved the feeling of her nails against his skin. He rose up and pulled his hips to her, then whipped his gaze back up to hers.

“Do I need anything?” he asked.

She shook her head, and that was enough for him.

He pushed into her, watching his thick cock sink into her dripping pussy. Her arousal slicked his cock, glistening as Kallie squirmed and adjusted to him. He could feel how tight she was. How unused her pussy was. This beautiful woman had been neglected. Looked over. Passed by for other women with more sass or more experience. But he saw her, and he knew what she possessed. Underneath that meek demeanor and those sad eyes was a minx ready to milk his cock dry.

And the way her pussy throbbed around his groin made him salivate.

He watched their connection, pumping in and out of her. How her arousal streaked his dick white. How her walls fluttered around him. He tossed her legs over his shoulders and bent her in half, crashing their lips together as he began to pump into her body. Slowly. Torturously. Giving her time to adjust before he pulled another orgasm from her.

He felt her grab his forearms. His legs. Anything to gain some leverage. He rolled deeply into her body, pulling moans from her lips that made him shiver. Her walls clamped down around him. Drawing him closer and coaxing him to his final precipice. Her eyes were dilated and her lips were quivering.

She wanted more.

Needed more.

And he saw it.

He slammed into her and she arched her back, crying out into the room. He pounded into her, loosening that tight pussy with his thick dick. Her juices were spilling down his balls and coating his thighs. She was a river of affection and she was more than willing to give it to him. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head and her legs began to shake. Her toes curled into the meat of his shoulders and he grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head. He pulled one of her nipples between his lips, sucking and lapping and biting down playfully. Her pussy was out of control. Fluttering at lightning speed and threatening to make him blow early.

But he kept control over his own function as she fell over the edge again.

“Ash. Yes. I. It. You. So.”

Her choppy sentences lit him on fire. Every part of his body was burning. Her pussy was tight, gripping him so hard he couldn’t move from her body. He grunted and groaned, forcing his cock to hold back one last time. His balls were aching for release and his hands were trembling, but he wasn’t done with her yet.

He wanted to watch her come one last time.

He gathered a shaking Kallie in his arms and carried her into the bedroom. The four-poster bed looked almost untouched and the two of them fell to the mattress. Kallie’s legs were wrapped around him and he slid in effortlessly. Rolling into her like waves against the shore as she undulated against him. She fit him perfectly. Her soft curves molded to every crevice of his form. His hands ran down her sides and back up to her breasts. His lips fell to her neck. Her chest. Her shoulders. Every ounce of him was poured into her, and she in return. Never had he felt so connected during a simple one-night stand. A simple night of pleasure meant to satiate a temporary craving.

He crawled onto the bed, his legs spread out and his fingers entwined with hers. She was pinned beneath him, rolling herself against him as their lips kept finding each other. Kiss after kiss. Until his lips were so swollen he thought they would burst. His cock was throbbing dangerously against her walls and he picked up his pace. Rolling turned to thrusting, and thrusting turned to pounding. And soon, the bed was rocking on its frame as groans dripped from his lips.

“Fuck, Ash. Yes. Harder. Don’t stop. Keep going. Oh my gosh, please. Please. Please let me come. One more time.”

“I promise,” Ash said. “Hang onto me, Pretty Kallie. Hang on.”

He released her hands and pushed up onto his. He slammed into her, grinding his tightly wound curls into her clit. Her hands flew to his back and dug into his sculpted muscles and he growled at the sight. Her eyes rolled back. Her heels digging into his ass. Her legs shivering around him and her chest bouncing with each assault. She was decadent. Luscious. More than he could’ve ever imagined. Worth every effort to get her there and worth the almost-fight at the club.

This woman was a fireball.

And she had no idea.

Ash’s hips began to stutter and he dug his knees into the mattress. He slammed against her clit one last time and her back bowed from the bed. Kallie’s drones of pleasure sent him over the edge, forcing his balls up into his body. He crashed himself into her, holding her close as her pussy milked his cock.

Pump after pump. Thread after thread. Until not a drop was left in his body to give her. He filled her to the brim until she was spilling out on the bed, and still she quaked around him. Clung to him for dear life as his lips kissed her neck. As his tongue lapped at her breasts. As his hands meandered along her curves.

She held him deep within her body, cradled against her wet heat while sucking his cock dry.

He was panting. Gasping for breath in the crook of her neck. The way her hands ran through his hair, it almost felt more intimate than what they had engaged in. He slid from between her thighs, startled by the cold he now felt. He gravitated back toward the warmth of her body, holding her against him as her breathing settled out.

He slid his fingers through her tangled hair as his arm hooked around her waist. Her ass settled back into his cock and he pressed open-mouthed kisses along her shoulder. He felt a calm drape over him. A calm not usually there after a simple holiday hookup. And he felt his eyes growing heavy. Lobbing closed.

Like he was going to fall asleep.