I grin at her smart mouth, happy she's chosen the fun way. Grabbing her curvy hips with one hand, I push my sweats down to free my cock then rip her panties off just in time to slide right on home.
We both go quiet, our breathing erratic as our bodies beg us to continue. I want to savor this, though. I want to feel her pussy squeeze my cock like she's forcing me to fuck her by the sheer determination of will.
"Dammit, Cole, do something."
"Oh, little Vixen, Iamdoing something," I tease.I'm punishing you for making bad decisions."Are you frustrated right now, Briar?"
I grind my groin against her ass, pushing some of my weight against her, making her feel my presence all around her. "Do you need something I'm not giving you?"
I repeat my actions and her little growl tells me everything I need to know.
"Yes!" That one word comes out from between clenched teeth and it feels like victory.
I pull out slowly then slam back inside her and freeze. It takes every ounce of my willpower to refrain from fucking the sass right out of her, but there's a lesson to be learned here.
"This…"—I punctuate the word with a thrust of my hips—"This need you're feeling… this missing thing?" My hands cup her luscious tits, fingers squeezing until she whimpers against the door. "I know how it feels, Briar. I know what it's like to want something and be denied it."
Before she can argue—and she absolutely will because she can't fucking help it—I cut her off with my lips slamming onto hers. My tongue demands entrance and she gives it to me like she's the lock and I'm the fucking key.
There's nothing passive about this girl, nothing meek or weak. She gives as good as she gets, her teeth biting down on my lower lip, nearly breaking the skin.
With one hand buried in the thick curtain of her hair, I slide the other down between her tits, over her belly, and finally reach her swollen clit.
Fuck it, I'm done playing.
My middle finger rubs circles around her nub just as I pull back and slam right back in. Our bodies move in tandem with each deep thrust inside her. She gasps and then moans and I want to swallow every single one of her noises, bottle them up for a later time when I'm alone and thinking about her.
Briar reaches back, her fingers searching for purchase until she finally digs her nails into the flesh of my ass, as if she’s taunting me, pulling me harder and faster into her. I'm trying really fucking hard not to lose my control, but every time she nearly breaks the skin, I pound her harder and harder, her little gasps mixing in with my growls, until I’m not sure how much more we can both take.
The rougher I am, the wetter she gets. I can feel her coating my cock with every movement. It's like a deliciously vicious circle. The more I fuck her, the more I want her.
"Fuck, Briar. Godfuckingdammit, you feel so good." In the back of my mind, I'm aware that she'll be sporting some bruises—either from me or from the door—but I can't seem to stop and I'm pretty sure she’d scream at me if I tried.
"More, Cole. Please, give me more." Her pleas are like fucking music to my ears. My chest swells with pride at making her legs shake as much as they are.
I pull out, her following growl is almost intimidating, but I need her on my bed right fucking now.
Without any kind of finesse, I carry her naked body to my bed. Placing her in the middle, I cover her body with mine. Any semblance of patience and restraint is gone as I slide right back inside of her, where I belong.
Again, we both groan at the intensity of it all. At the perfect fit. Like a puzzle that falls into place every time I’m inside of her.
"You feel that, baby? Can you feel how much I want you?" Her entire body arches up from the mattress, her fingers digging deep as her nails finally break my skin. I moan at the feel of it, the pleasure in the pain. I want more of it.
With my mouth back on her, we struggle to breathe as our fucking intensifies. My once-calculated thrusts lose their precision as we both chase the orgasms that are so fucking close.
As soon as I feel her tense, I grab her hips and slam into her over and over again until I feel her entire body tighten around me. Her legs shake as her pussy squeezes my cock so hard it almost pushes me over the edge. I grind my teeth, determined to see her through before I fall with her. I grind my groin against her clit, over and over again, until I hear her cry out into the room as she comes all over my dick.
I wait for her to breathe again before I chase after my own ecstasy, but I don't have to wait long. Briar takes this moment to lean up, wrap her long legs around my waist, and sink her teeth into the meaty part between my neck and shoulder.
The roar that explodes from me isn't from pain but from the sheer violence of my orgasm. The sensation runs down my spine like a burst of electricity before I shoot my load inside of my girl.
Mine.
I keep myself propped up on shaky arms, panting as she grins up at me. "Fucking Christ, Briar. Are you trying to kill me?"
"Nope," she says breathily, but that sass of hers still underlines the word.
"Do I need to teach you another lesson?" I threaten, matching her grin as I drop onto my side and pull her onto my chest.