“Can’t you feel me?” My erection pokes her ass and I release my hold on her pussy to rest my hand on her hip.
“Let’s do it like this,” she suggests softly.
“Okay.” I’m about to reach for a condom, but she stops me with her words.
“When you’ve been with other girls in the past, you’ve always worn a condom, right?”
“Yeah.” I draw the word out.
“I’ve only ever been with one other guy and he always used a condom. I’m on the pill. I have been for a couple of years.” She turns, so she can meet my gaze from over her shoulder. “Don’t wear a condom.”
My heart starts to gallop at the thought of feeling her bare around me, no barriers involved. “You serious?”
She nods, her eyes wide. “I want to feel you.”
Well, damn, I’m dying to feel her too.
I kiss her, sinking into her mouth, our tongues tangling, her body sliding against mine. I slide my hand over her hip, along the outside of her thigh, curving inward before I lift her leg, positioning her at a better angle.
She lifts her leg for me, making it easier, and I slide into her from behind, she’s so wet from all the orgasms I gave her.
“Fuck,” I groan into her ear, going still, experiencing that first slide into her without a condom on. She’s so hot, so wet, so damn tight.
It’s amazing.She’samazing.
“You feel so good,” she whispers against my lips. “Fuck me, Knox. Please.”
It’s thepleasethat gets me. Like she’s begging for it. Begging for me. I start pumping my hips, pushing as deep as I can inside her tight little pussy, getting lost in the feel of her. All that snug flesh wrapped tightly around me. She moans into my mouth, pulling away from my lips, and I immediately miss her.
But then she arches her back, sending me deeper, and I thrust harder, already chasing after that orgasm that hangs just out of reach. She moves with me, shifting and rolling her hips, her thighs falling closed, her pussy squeezing me so damn tight, I swear my eyes are crossing, it feels so fucking amazing.
“Stay just like that,” I whisper harshly. “God, your pussy is so tight.”
It squeezes around me even tighter, making me moan, and she pushes her ass out, giving me a glimpse of all that glistening pink, as my cock thrusts in and out.
In and out.
Jesus.
“Don’t stop,” she pants, and I want to laugh.
Like I could stop. I’m gonna come any second. Feels like I can’t breathe. Like I can’t think. My head is spinning, my ears are ringing. She moves with me, whimpering at my every thrust. Goddamn, I’m so deep inside her.
“Oh.” She swallows the word, her head thrown back, her body beginning to convulse. Her pussy clamps down, clenching around me in that familiar rhythmic pulsating that tells me she’s coming and fuck, I’m coming too. My chest aches from breathing so hard and I grip her close, shuddering as I cling to her, riding out the orgasm, my hips slowing.
Until I finally stop, completely spent.
“Oh my God,” she whispers.
I kiss her neck, breathing in her scent. “Let’s do it again.”
It’s like I can’t get enough of her.
THIRTY-ONE
JOANNA
I arrive backat my apartment earlier than normal, my nerves making my palms sweat. Mentally crossing my fingers that Natalie is still home, I push open the door to find her sprawled on the couch, her laptop propped in her lap, an open can of…Pringles sitting right next to her.