Committed (Betrothed 4)

When she had every inch of me, she stilled and breathed deeply. Her hand was underneath my shirt and against my back, her nails clawing at my skin. Her fingertips stopped moving because she wanted to pause and enjoy the incredible feeling between her legs. She acted like it was the first time in a long time. She gave the sexiest sigh, so quiet that only I could hear it. It was stupid not to wear a condom with her when I had no idea where she’d been, but I refused to wear anything with her. She was different from the others. She was special to me.

When she pulled on my lower back, I knew she was anxious for me to move. She yanked on me so I could slide deep inside her before I pulled out again. She determined the pace, slow and steady, with even strokes that made for a sexy cadence.

I wanted to kiss her but couldn’t. All I could do was hold her close and look into those excited eyes. I was breathing too hard to kiss her at the same time. I was feeling too much to do two things at once. I picked up her knee a little higher and pushed her into the wall so I could take her at a deeper angle.

So fucking good.

A group of drunk guys passed on the sidewalk, yelling and laughing as they got kicked out of the bar, but it didn’t shatter our moment. We were oblivious to the world around us, just a man and a woman doing what they were meant to do.

She rested her face against mine and breathed with me. “Hades…”

I closed my eyes and moaned because my dick became just a bit harder.

Her hands slid down to my ass, and she dug her fingernails deep into the muscle. She started to change the speed, making it deeper and faster. As she breathed harder and her body tightened, her eyelids started to flutter open and closed. A beautiful red tint flushed deep into her cheeks, the warning she always gave before an explosion. I’d fucked her enough times to know exactly what that look foretold.

Made my dick want to combust.

When the pleasure imploded between her legs, her head tilted back against the wall and she opened her mouth wide to release a gasp the echoed down the alleyway. Her nails became relentless and clawed at my skin like daggers. She forced her mouth to shut to stifle her orgasmic screams. She started to moan between closed lips, her eyes watery from the high.

My eyes were locked on to her face because I was mesmerized by the show. Watching her come was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Feeling her body tighten around my throbbing dick made me feel like the biggest man in the world. This wasn’t like old times when we were home and I could last forever. It was an off night because it’d been so long since I’d had pussy like this, had a woman like this. I felt all my muscles in my body tighten as my body prepared to fill her with my seed. I breathed harder and harder and pushed her deeper into the wall as I prepared to finish.

She relaxed when she was finished and wrapped her arm around my neck to pull me close. “Come inside me.”

I couldn’t stifle the moan that escaped my throat. It was deep and loud, like a bear roaring in the woods. I turned into an animal that only understood carnal desires. My hips rocked faster and faster, and I reached my trigger point in seconds.

I pushed myself entirely inside her as I released.

My face went into her neck to cover my deep moan. “Fuck…” I just came inside my ex-wife in a dark alleyway like this was a dream or a fantasy I’d made up in my imagination. It was not where I expected to be at any point in time, but my cock was like a magnet and her pussy was steel. They found their way back to each other regardless of the distance, the resentment or the fights.

I knew I would regret this, but in that moment, I felt too good to question my decision. I enjoyed every second of the high and decided to deal with the consequences later.

It was a quiet drive home.

She left her car parked near the bar, and I gave her a lift back to the place where she used to live with her mother. I drove with one hand on the wheel while the other was set against the window. We didn’t talk about what had just happened…even though my dick was still wet.

She was the one with no panties, so she would seep onto her dress or the leather seats.

Just picturing that turned me on again.