“Yes, I’m going to. Jesus…”
I knew I was giving it to him good and he was loving being fucked by a woman who wasn’t afraid to show strength and control. Whatever the hell he’d been through, I’d make him feel better again. I’d make him conform to the team rules. I’d make him mine in every way. I needed to keep my loose cannon wrapped up for a while, so he and everyone else were safe. And I’d keep him wrapped up in me.
“Is it there yet?” I squeezed his chin harder and spoke onto his parted lips. “Is it there? Mine is. Oh fuck, yes, my orgasm is here…” I adored being on top like this and it had been some time since I had. Full control of my climax was bliss.
And it was within reach.
I upped the pace, his cock so damn solid and dense, and then teetered on the brink of absolute ecstasy. I didn’t let up my rapid movements. I wanted him to come with me.
And he did. He bucked his hips and grabbed my waist. He dragged me onto him and cried out as he released.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I shouted, my pleasure extending. “Fuck, yes.”
He caught my mouth and kissed me. I kissed him back, moaning through each clash of our teeth and grope of our tongues.
Again he surged upward, nudging my cervix and making me groan all over again. My pussy clasped around him and my clit sent more fingers of bliss shimmering over my skin.
“Ah, damn it,” I moaned, finally slowing.
“Damn it?” He was breathing hard, his chest rising and falling rapidly against mine. “You regret it already?”
“No.” I grinned. “And I won’t tomorrow either. You’re good to fuck, Sean.” I paused for breath. “I feel better than when I walked in here.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He dropped his head back with a whump.
I released his chin and hair, my fingers aching from gripping him so tightly. I wondered if he’d have finger mark bruises on his jaw line tomorrow. “Much as I’d like to snuggle,” I said, lifting off his cock and standing. My legs were a little shaky. “Best we don’t when anyone could walk in here.”
“That wasn’t bothering you a few seconds ago.” He looked up at me, blinking at the harsh overhead light.
“A few seconds ago I was only thinking of one thing.”
“Me.” He grinned.
“Your huge cock, actually.” I laughed and pulled on my shorts. I then held my hand out to him. “Come on, big boy.”
He ignored my hand and jumped up. He tucked himself away then gripped the ropes, still breathing hard.
I rested my hand between his shoulders. “You okay?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“You gonna tell me why you haven’t been in the mood?” I paused to breathe. “Why life has been so shit?”
He glanced over his shoulder at me, then ducked and slipped through the ropes. He landed softly on the floor.
I stayed where I was while he wiped his face on his towel then took a slug of water.
When he remained silent I frowned. “I thought we were bonding here.”
“Is that what it’s called these days?”
“Come on.” I climbed out of the ring and reached for my own water. “I care.”
He rubbed his jaw and made a show of clicking it from side to side.
“Ah, don’t be a baby, you can handle a bit of rough.”
He chuckled and I was glad of the sound.