“Just beautiful,” I told her in awe. “Now, no-one – not even you – can question whether I’m devoted to you.”
Rylee moaned at my words and clung tighter to me. It was clear how badly she wanted me and I was happy to oblige. I grabbed her wrists and pinned her against the wall. Her back hit the plaster and she groaned from the impact. I seized her lips in another kiss while my hands wandered down her body to her sweat pants. I eased the waist band down with one hand while my other was cupped and squeezing her breasts. I wanted her so badly, I could hardly wait.
“I hope you’re ready for me,” I told her before kissing her again. Her sweat pants dropped to the floor along with her panties and I gripped her thigh tight before lifting her up and wrapping her legs around my waist. “I need to have you right now.”
14
Rylee
Those words made me shudder all over. Spencer always had a way to make me feel like I was the most desirable person in the world and I couldn’t help but get pulled under by his charm. I nodded in confirmation to him before diving back in for an open-mouthed, rough kiss. As I rubbed his tongue with my own, I heard the rustle of his jeans and then the telltale sound of a zipper. My heart raced in excitement. I so desperately wanted to feel him inside me, especially after the rough day we had both had.
I reached between our bodies and found his cock. I grinned over at him as I massaged the thick, hot length. He was circumcised and so I had to spit on my hand to make the slide a little smoother, but once I’d done that, he was moaning in desire.
“Rylee, you drive me crazy,” he told me once more and I smiled. No matter how complicated things seemed between us, this was the one way we always were able to figure out.
My hand pumped his length up and down, up and down, until Spencer couldn’t take it any longer. He tried to bat my hand away, but instead of letting him, I ran my thumb over the swollen head of his cock and pressing against the tip. His head fell back on a breathy moan and I grinned, satisfied at the mess I could make of him with just my hand.
It seemed like Spencer was done letting me have my fun, however. He pushed me back against the wall again and held me up with one hand while the other grabbed his cock and pushed it deep inside me. I cried out in ecstasy as he breached me and I was once more being filled up by the man I’d been desperately fantasizing about for five years straight now.
My legs squeezed tighter around his hips, begging him to push in as deep as he could. Despite having sex just a few days ago, he felt just as huge as he had back then. I would have thought my pussy would get used to the stretch of him, but it seemed not. Instead, every time he pushed inside me was as dizzyingly blissful as the first time.
My hands gripped his shoulders tight as he began thrusting his hips, fucking up into my hot, tight little body with short, sharp motions until my vision was blurring in pleasure. “Yes, Spencer, oh fuck!” I cried out in ecstasy. My whole body was heating as a familiar, pleasant feeling began to blossom in my lower belly.
Spencer was too lost in his own desire to hear me however. His head was pressed against his shoulder as he roughly fucked me while holding me perfectly still. The display of his strength and masculine was enough to make me swoon, but he was also nailing my g spot with every thrust and I felt like I was going to explode. I’d never had an orgasm without touching my clit before, but it seemed like Spencer was determined to change that.
His free hand moved up my naked waist and gripped at the cup of my bra. He pulled it down until my bare breast popped out at the top. He groaned in satisfaction before leaning down and sucking on my nipple, even biting on it lightly. The mixture of pleasure and pain was too much and it sent a jolt of electricity down my whole body. I was growing hotter and more desperate to orgasm with every passing moment, but I wanted to touch him and enjoy the feeling of his body like this.
My hands ran down to his hips and I tugged at his t-shirt until I could slip my fingers underneath the fabric. There I found his bulging, hard muscles and I let out a breathy sigh when I touched his abs. They were yet another piece of evidence of what a hard worker Spencer was and just how strong he was. I couldn’t help it. I wanted him to completely take me, to sweep me off my feet and make me his.