“You are a naughty girl,” he said, kissing her neck.
“Please.”
He moved from her hip, down between her thighs, and she whimpered. “Do you want to come?”
“Yes!”
“Then, baby, you’re going to get to come, and hard.”
She gasped as he stroked right over her clit, hitting the nerves that were so sensitive. She sank her teeth into her lip, trying to contain her pleasure, but she didn’t have to contain anything. Charity didn’t hold back, allowing him to hear her need, to listen as she was so close to orgasm.
“Fuck, yeah, baby, that’s it. I can feel you. You’re fucking amazing.”
He drove her to the edge and held her poised, not allowing her to tumble. She loved this and didn’t want it to stop.
Bad was in control, and he forced her over the edge, into bliss.
She couldn’t quite contain herself, and he didn’t stop, bringing her to the peak. Then, he thrust her over the edge. She screamed his name, begging for more. Hungry for more. Desperate for more.
She rocked on his cock, wanting him to fuck her. To drive his rock-hard cock so deep into her that she couldn’t think. Not that she could think now.
This was on the next level. It was intense.
Bad pulled out of her, not all the way, but enough for her to feel every inch. He didn’t wait or linger, he started to fuck her, starting slowly at first. Then, Charity couldn’t take it anymore and started to thrust back against him, not wanting him to stop.
He allowed her to take charge, but then he suddenly captured her hips and worked her ass. Bad didn’t take his time, he took her hard and fast.
Fucking her. Taking her.
She loved it, his name spilling from her lips with every single thrust that he made, driving them both higher. She had a mini orgasm as he came.
Charity felt everything. Every pulse as he filled her ass. This time, he hadn’t worn a condom, but she knew there was no risk of getting pregnant.
Afterward, they collapsed to the bed. Bad didn’t pull out of her ass. With the way he lay over her, his face was next to hers.
“Hey,” she said.
“You know how to wear a guy out.”
She chuckled. “What can I say? It has been a long time. I’ve got to make up for something.”
“Did I hurt you?”
“No.”
“Good. I don’t want to hurt you.”
She smiled. “So, do you know where you’ll be heading tomorrow?” she asked.
“I know where the guys are staying. They won’t leave until I turn up. They’re used to me doing this once a year. What about you?”
“I have no plans, and that feels amazing. No plans. No goals. Just me, my car, and the road.”
“Are you sure this is what you want to do?”
“It’s what I’ve always wanted to do. You and Stevie talked about settling down all the time, but for me, it’s … you never thought to ask me. I would’ve gladly come with you.”
“Not just because of your crush?”