Текст книги "Something for the Pain"
Автор книги: Victoria Ashley
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IT’S BEEN SIX DAYS SINCE my fuck up with Tripp and I haven’t been able to look her in the eyes since. I was a fucking idiot and let my dick do the talking that night.
I had been drinking and Lucas’ words gave me a total mind fuck, fueling me, and feeding my desire to have her in the one way that I know will mess everything up.
The problem is, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since: the way her lips tasted, the way her eyes devoured me when she saw me standing there naked, and most of all . . . the way that she kissed me back as if she had wanted it for as long as I have.
I’ve never had anything screw with me so much before, and make me lose all sense of control. I can’t seem to focus for shit and I know that I need to go and talk to her. We’ve said few words here and there, but nothing more. It’s my fault. It’s because I’m scared she may not look at me the same way. The last thing I want her to think is that she’s just another girl. That’s the last thing she is. She’s the girl. Always has been.
Bringing my ass back to reality, I do twenty more push-ups before doing a set of side planks and moving on to a set of sit-ups. I’ve been in here working out for the last two hours and I still feel so tense that I could probably go for another two hours.
I’m sweating so hard right now that I can barely even see through the sweat that is dripping down my eyes. I don’t think I’ve worked myself this hard for as long as I can remember. It’s either work this aggression out in the gym or in someone’s bed. Right now, someone else’s bed is the last place I want to be.
I let myself sweat it off for another thirty minutes before exiting the rec room and stepping out into the hall. My ears instantly perk up at the moans coming from Lucas’ bedroom. It’s at least two in the morning. I guess Tripp couldn’t sleep either.
Taking a deep breath, I blow it out dramatically before jogging up the stairs, just wanting to get as far away from the sounds of Lucas fucking Tripp as I can. The sound of his bed slamming against the wall is enough for me to explode right now.
Once I get to the top of the stairs, I instantly take notice of Tripp’s bedroom door closed. I find it to be a little odd since she’s not in it, but I just shrug it off and walk into my room, stripping myself until I’m standing sweaty and completely naked.
Something about being naked just feels so good. The only thing that will feel even better right now is some hot as fuck water beating down on my body and sore muscles.
I open the door to the bathroom and stop dead in my tracks, surprised, when I see Tripp stepping out of the shower in all her naked glory.
She looks like a damn goddess, standing before me.
Her long, thick hair is dripping water down the front of her perky tits and the curve of her thighs are so firm and smooth that I immediately think about dropping to my knees and licking her body all over.
Her eyes widen in surprise as her lips open in shock. She seems frozen in place from my presence before she turns the other way and reaches for a towel, struggling to cover herself up.
She’s not fast enough for me to miss a glimpse of her perfectly plump ass though.
“Shit, Alex!” She finally manages to get her towel wrapped around her body. “I didn’t think you were home. I couldn’t sleep so I . . .” She shakes her head. “Never mind. I’m done so you can have the shower.”
After getting over the initial shock of seeing her completely naked, my brain finally registers the fact that Lucas is downstairs right now fucking someone that isn’t Tripp. Screw being naked. I’m not going to hide from her. It’s nothing she hasn’t seen before.
“What the fuck.” I feel the rage swarm through my body as she just stands there, facing the other way. “I thought you were downstairs in Lucas’ bed.”
She shakes her head and lets out a small breath. “I haven’t felt like being in his bed. He’s free to have his fun.”
I watch as she reaches for her door handle and pushes it open, escaping to her room. Following her through the bathroom, I grab a towel, wrap it around my waist, and enter her room a few steps behind her.
She looks back, confused, when she notices that I’ve followed her into her room. “This is how things work between us. You don’t need to worry about it.”
We both just stand here in silence, both of us obviously thinking of who is going to speak their mind next.
“I’m sorry, Alex.” She takes a seat on the edge of her bed and swings her wet hair over her shoulder. “I don’t want you to think any differently of me now that we’ve kissed. You’re my best friend. You haven’t been acting the same and it scares me.”
“I don’t.” I lie. “You don’t need to worry about that. That was just me feeling stupid for taking advantage of you. I don’t want to be around you any less.”
My mind is spiraling out of control, as I stand here watching her, knowing that we’re both naked under these towels. It would be so easy to lose these towels right now, and for me to climb onto her bed and give her the best fucking of her life. Lucas is a fucking loser. He doesn’t even deserve to have her that way.
He needs to see how a real man pleasures a woman.
“I think we should do it.” I step closer to her, stopping right in front of her bed.
She looks up at me and swallows nervously as I lean forward and place my hands on the outside of her thighs. “Do what?”
Her eyes bounce back and forth between mine as she waits patiently for me to answer. I may be making a huge mistake with these next words, but I can’t help but to want this more than anything I’ve ever wanted before.
“Have sex.” I lean over her, causing her to let out a small moan as she looks up at my chest. “I think that Lucas needs to see how a real man fucks. If you’re going to be exclusive to Lucas then he needs to know how to satisfy you in every possible way. You deserve that at least.”
I take notice of her breathing as it picks up and the red of her cheeks as her whole body flushes from my words. “Alex, I don’t . . .” She swallows hard and squeezes her eyes shut. “I don’t want to lose you as a friend. I need you.”
I hate that she thinks she could ever lose me. Grabbing her hip, I scoot her across the bed until I’m leaning completely over her with my body aligned with hers. “That would never happen,” I say gently. “I need you just as much.” I run my fingertip over her bottom lip. “I can’t stand the thought of him fucking other women while you just sit around. You deserve to be pleasured just as much as he does. I promise you that there is nothing to worry about. I’ll make sure of that.”
Her eyes meet my lips as she whispers, “I trust you.”
“Alright,” I say softly. “Get some sleep. We don’t need to worry about the details right now.” I bend down, kiss the tip of her nose, and smile, as the tension seems to leave us both.
She smiles back and pushes my arm as I roll over beside her, wrapping my other arm around her waist. I lay here for a while until she falls asleep next to me. Then, I go and take a shower before going back to my room and just sitting on my bed, staring at the wall that she painted for me. I love her for that damn wall. I stare at it until my eyes become so heavy that I have no choice but to close them.
I’M ZONING IN ON THE table that I’m cleaning, when I feel something bounce off the back of my head. I swear, sometimes Harley acts like such a two year old, and I’m just really not in the mood for it.
“I’m not cleaning that up.” I point out. “I’ve been busting my ass for the last hour. I’m ready to go.”
“Yeah, so leave it for the morning cleaner. Who gives a crap about a tiny beer cap?”
I hear the click of her heels as she walks around the bar to join me by the table I’m cleaning.
“Is Lucas picking you up tonight or do you want a ride?”
I toss my towel down and turn around to lean against the table. “Lucas is on his way to get me.”
We both look up when we hear Dax’s office door slam closed.
“I need to get the hell out of here before I lose my shit.” He looks around the empty bar. “Can you girls handle closing up while I go choke out my little brother? He’s in trouble again and this can’t wait.”
Harley gives him two thumbs up and I nod my head, not really wanting to deal with him or ask him about his troubled brother.
“Thanks.” He walks past us in a hurry. “I’ll see you in the morning, Harley.” He taps the doorframe before speaking again. “Enjoy your day off, Tripp. I’ll see you on Friday.”
I just look at him and nod my head.
“Alright,” he mumbles while rushing out the door.
“Why have you been so tense lately?” Harley questions, while looking me over. “Do you need to get laid or something? I don’t like it. This distance bullshit does not look good on you, sweets.”
I roll my eyes and toss my towel down beside me. “No. What? I don’t know.” I look up at her. “It’s complicated. Just never mind.”
Harley jumps up and takes a seat on the table I just finished cleaning. “Oh no . . . I don’t think so. Spill it.”
Feeling as if I will explode if I keep it in any longer, I decide to spill the details. Well some of them at least. “Alright . . .” I take a seat in one of the chairs and Harley reaches out and tugs my hair until I’m close enough for her to play with it.
“Lucas wants to watch me have sex with another man. There . . . that’s what’s up.”
I let out a small yelp as she yanks my head back and screams in my ear. “He actually said that?”
I pinch her thigh, letting her know to loosen her damn grip on my hair. “Yeah, but if you keep pulling my hair every time I spill the details, then you’re not going to hear much. Trust me.”
She lets go of my hair completely. “My bad. Sorry. I’ve been a little sexually frustrated since your party last week, and I refuse to call Ace and let him think that he has the upper hand.” She throws her arms up to show me that I’m safe from her grip. “Okay, so what’s the problem? I would love for a guy I was seeing to request that. You’re not really serious right now anyways, so do it.”
I run my hands over my face in frustration from the confusion that I’m still feeling over this. “It’s not that simple, Harley. There’s a lot on the line with this.”
“How?” She wraps her legs around me and squeezes. “Tell me!”
“Dammit, woman.” I squirm my way out of her ninja grip and jump to my feet. “I’m not getting close to you until you get out your damn frustration.”
“I’m sorry, but you’re pushing me by taking forever for the details. You know I’m not a patient woman, and mixed with an unhappy vagina I’m a bitch to deal with.”
I grab for my towel again and quickly start on the last dirty table. I just want to explode. “Because it’s with Alex. That’s why! Tell me that doesn’t mean something.”
“Oh . . . that means something alright.” She hops down from the table and starts following me around the room, eager for me to keep going. “Are you going to do it? What does Alex think? Does he want to?”
I stop and think back to my conversation with Alex last night. He made it clear that he wanted us to, but for a certain reason. I’m not sure if that can be the only reason for me.
“He said we should do it. He has his reasons for it and with it being Alex and how he is, I don’t blame him.” I walk to the back and dump the bucket of rags into the sink, with Harley following close behind. “But what if it feels too good?” I turn around to face her and place my hands behind me, gripping onto the sink. “What if I fall in love with Alex? That’s what I’m worried about. I’m just not sure if it’s worth one night of pleasure with him.”
Harley lifts an eyebrow and looks at me as if I’m stupid. “I’m sorry, but have you seen Alex? Have you seen those dimples or his sexy as sin body? The only reason I hold back is because you two are so close. I’m not so sure that I could say no if I had the opportunity thrown right at my face. Just saying. This might be your only chance to experience his body. Are you sure you can pass that up because you’re too scared? Just shut your feelings off and think with your pussy. Men do it. Why can’t we?”
Crap! She has a point, a few actually. Not to mention the fact that Alex wanting to show Lucas how to take care of me has me extremely curious of what he can do to my body. It’s been all I can think about all day.
Taking a long, deep breath, I turn off the lights, one by one, while making my way back to the front so we can lock up and get out of here.
“You’re right.” I agree. “They do, but Alex doesn’t when it comes to me. Otherwise he would have made a move a long time ago. Either that or he just doesn’t want me that way. I don’t know, but he did kiss me a few days ago. He was drunk though, so it probably didn’t mean anything.”
Turning off the last sign, Harley gives me a little shove toward the door, before she pushes it open and we both step outside. After locking the door, she turns to me right as Lucas is pulling up.
She looks at Lucas’ car before looking me in the eyes. “You know that people’s true feelings come out when they’re drunk, right? Look at me when I get drunk. It’s the only time I will admit to being vulnerable. Alex wants your body just as bad as you want his. When a sexy man and woman are best friends, they’re bound to have sex at least once just for the pleasure of it. I say fuck it and do it. Do it good!”
I laugh at her and suddenly I don’t feel as on edge about it all. “We’ll see,” I say with a smirk. “I might or might not tell you the details.”
“Yeah . . . you better.”
Lucas honks his horn and yells something out his window, but Harley just gives him the middle finger and smiles at him. “I guess I should let you go so you can make plans to fuck your best friend. Eeek!” She squeals. “Have fun for me, and I mean it.”
“Bye, Harley,” I say stiffly. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”
I stand and watch her get in her car, before I hop into Lucas’. I hate it when the waitresses are the last ones out at night. Dax really should make one of the men stick around, even when it isn’t very busy. I’m going to have to talk to him about that before Alex does.
As soon as I shut the door behind me, Lucas reaches over and grips my thigh. “Have you thought more about it, baby? Alex has already agreed, but I knew he would. He’d be stupid not to.”
I feel my heart beat out of my chest as I allow the words to come out. “I’m in.” I can’t believe I’m saying this.
Lucas squeezes my thigh, before reaching over and pulling me in for a kiss. “Yes, baby, that makes me happy. I promise you that this will be the most arousing thing you will ever experience. Fucking your best friend while your boyfriend watches, and knowing that it’s perfectly okay. Fuck . . . me.” He growls and then shifts the car into drive. “I promise that you won’t regret this.”
Please let that be true . . .
TRIPP SHOULD BE HOME ANY minute and I’ve been sitting here with a hard-on all damn day, just thinking about being inside her. I’m throwing all my fears aside for one fucking night and giving her everything that I have been secretly dying to for years.
This one night could ruin everything that we’ve built over the last thirteen years. I’m well aware that it could kill us, but I can’t fight the urge to have her anymore . . . not with the opportunity at the tip of my fingers and the desire burning so deep that I can barely breathe. I may just be the biggest idiot for agreeing to this, but Tripp deserves every bit of what I’m about to give her.
I look up with my jaw tensed when I hear Lucas’ car pull into the garage. This is it. It’s finally about to happen. I’m going to go at this as if Lucas doesn’t even fucking exist, and I’m going to ease her into it as soon as she walks through that door.
If this is the only night that I’m going to get with her then she’s going to get the full experience of what it would be like to be mine. Too bad for Lucas. What he has given her won’t even compare after this.
Not bothering to hide my erection, I stand to my feet and walk toward the door as soon as I see Tripp push it open.
Looking down at the ground, she doesn’t even notice me until my hands are cupping her face with my lips brushing against her.
Her eyes meet mine and she swallows. “Alex . . .”
“Tripp . . .”
Grabbing her thighs, I pick her up and kiss her, causing her to moan out against my lips. Her body is shaking in my arms, her heart beating so fast that it’s becoming hard for her to breathe. I place my hand to her chest when I hear her struggling.
I can see Lucas from the corner of my eye, watching us, but I work my tongue with Tripp’s, doing my best to block his ass out and focus on making Tripp feel completely fucking taken care of.
“Damn . . .” Lucas moans out, as I shift my hands to cup her ass and begin walking her upstairs to my bedroom, keeping my mouth locked with hers the whole way. “You’re ready. Well shit . . . so am I.”
I’ve been ready for way fucking longer than you can imagine, asshole, and you’re about to get the show of your life.
Kicking my door open, I tangle both of my hands into the back of Tripp’s hair and pull back until her eyes meet mine. “Are you ready, Firecracker?” I whisper.
She nods her head and tightens her grip around my neck. “Yes . . . I don’t know.” She sucks in a deep breath and buries her face into my neck. Her heavy breath on my neck causes my grip on her hair to tighten and for my already hard cock to somehow harden even more. “Yes, Alex. Make love to me.”
Her words cause a surge of heat to shoot through my fucking body and my heart to beat erratically in my chest. I’ve been waiting to hear those four little words for what feels like a fucking lifetime, and they feel just as good as I imagined. Lucas definitely doesn’t exist anymore.
Walking over to my bed, I gently lay her down and stand above her, looking at her as she watches me with a heated stare. I find my eyes retreating to her legs, and the way they tremble turns me on like I’ve never been turned on before. My cock is throbbing so hard it almost hurts and I feel like my zipper is about to burst at the seam. All that I want is to bury myself deep inside her pussy and fuck her slow and hard, until she comes all over my dick while screaming my name. Not Lucas’ . . . but mine: Alex Fucking Carter.
Gripping her thighs, I pull her body down until her ass is resting at the bottom of my bed. Then I kneel down on the carpet and run my hands up the inside of her legs, before spreading them wide open. Biting my bottom lip and growling, I yank her body even closer to mine with so much desperation that Lucas must think I’m crazy, but I don’t care. I have to taste her, to feel her warmth against my tongue.
Yanking my shirt over my head, I steel my jaw at Lucas and toss it down beside me. He looks like a fucking kid on Christmas morning. I hate the way that he’s watching this. I hate that fucking look in his eyes, but it’s about to change once I get started. He may enjoy this . . . at first.
Looking up at Tripp, I keep my eyes on hers while leaning in to press my lips against the inside of her right thigh. I feel her leg jerk as her head leans back and her hands reach out to grip the blanket. It’s almost as if she can’t handle me touching her there. I want to see her reaction again, so I run my lip up her thigh, getting higher and higher, until I’m just below her panty line. I kiss her inner thigh and then gently bite it, leaving a wet but shallow teeth mark behind.
This time her whole body jerks and a small moan sounds from her delicate lips. I love that sound coming from her lips, and knowing that I caused it . . . makes me love it even more.
Fuck me . . .
I lean in and kiss her panty-covered pussy, before pulling her so close that her legs are practically wrapped around my neck. Then with a growl that is sure to vibrate through her pussy, I press my mouth against her heat and suck her lips through the thin fabric.
“Shit,” she moans. “Alex . . . that . . . that feels . . . crap.” She grips the blanket tighter as I pull her clit between my teeth and play with it, before breathing heavily against her wet pussy. Between my mouth and her arousal, her panties are soaking fucking wet.
I can see her chest rise and fall with every breath she takes, letting me know by the rhythm that she probably wants it just as much as I do, possibly for as long too. I can’t believe that it’s actually about to happen. Maybe not for the reason I expected, and a little different than I imagined, but still happening. This moment is ours.
That thought has me so wound up I tear her panties from her body. Biting my bottom lip and quickly releasing with a deep growl, I swipe my tongue out and allow it to trail up the inside of her thigh, teasing her with my mouth again. I can already see her juices dripping, and all I want to do is lick her clean, to show her what I’m willing to do to her. I’ll give this woman anything and everything she ever fucking wanted or wants. I’m just not sure if she wants that outside of tonight.
Grasping her thighs in my hands, I push her legs at an outward angle toward her breasts for better access. The sight of her pussy open for me is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and the thought of another man seeing it surprisingly angers the fuck out of me.
I slowly trail my tongue through the wetness of her pussy, spreading it upward, and torturing her clit with the tip of my barbell. She moans long and deep, and her whole body shakes with pleasure as I lightly suck her clit into my mouth for the first time, at the same time I slip a finger into her tight cunt.
I suck and lick while moving my finger in and out in a slow, consistent motion, never losing rhythm. The way her hips are grinding against my face and her hands gripping my hair, I know that she is about to lose it, even faster than I expected. A sense of pride has me smiling against her pussy for a second.
My eyes veer to Lucas. The way that he is sitting up straight and watching with hard eyes, tells me that he’s never seen Tripp react this way to the sexual pleasure he’s been giving her. This is his chance to learn a thing or two. That still doesn’t mean she’ll do this for him. . . . In fact, I hope she doesn’t.
“I’m coming . . . Alex!” Her hands dig into my hair and her legs squeeze my face so tightly that I can barely breathe. I bear it, and just squeeze her thighs as I suck her clit into my mouth while her orgasm rides out, showing me from the intensity that she has definitely wanted this to happen with us for a while. She’s been imagining this moment for at least the past week. That’s good enough for me.
Once her body stops shaking, I reach up and grab her wrists, while looking up to meet her eyes. She looks down at me, breathing heavily, trying hard to catch her breath.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Picking her up, I lay her back down on the bed, before crawling above her and placing my palm to her cheek, allowing myself the pleasure of seeing her flushed face and chest. Without hesitation she leans into it, and kisses it gently, but then as if she just realized what she did, she turns her face away, clearly embarrassed to show me affection.
“Don’t turn away from me, Tripp. Never turn away from me.” I grab her chin and turn it up to look at me. Her eyes meet mine as she looks up at me in silence, her face still red. “In this moment, I want you to do anything and everything that you want. This is our moment . . . together. Understand?”
Nodding her head, she smiles small, before turning her head to look at Lucas in the corner of the room.
Running both my hands through her hair, I pull her attention back to me. “Lucas doesn’t exist right now, babe. This was his idea, remember,” I whisper against her lips. “It’s Alex and Tripp . . .”
My words must set her off, because before I know it her arms wrap around my neck and she pulls me down so hard that our heads slam into each other’s. It doesn’t slow us down though. Her lips eagerly claim mine as if her life depends on it, and she bites me so damn hard that I can taste blood. Fuck me, it’s hot.
I sit back on my knees, before pulling her up to hers, and then grab the bottom of her dress to work on stripping her, while keeping my lips against hers. Once her dress reaches her head, I release her lips long enough to pull it off and throw it in Lucas’ direction, before claiming her as mine once again.
She tastes so damn good that I never want to stop kissing her. This test is going to be harder than I imagined.
Pulling away from the kiss, I take a second to admire her body and let her know just how beautiful she is to me. The only thing left to remove is her bra, and watching her tits fall out in all their perfection is going to make me lose my shit. I got a glimpse of them in the pool that night and I haven’t been able to erase them from my memory since.
Reaching behind her with one hand, I undo her bra, watching as it falls down the front of her arms and catches, before she wiggles her way out of it, letting me remove it completely.
She’s fully naked in front of me and I swear on my life that I can’t fucking breathe. Her beauty is enough to make any man fall to his knees and worship her. I’m definitely no exception.
“Pure fucking perfection.” I lower back on my heels and grab her hips, only a small distance between us. I swear I could admire the curves of her body all day long. “Come here.”
Her eyes glance down to my jeans, before she comes in closer and places her hands on my chest. “Are you sure about this, Alex?” Her voice comes out in a pained whisper and her eyes keep going down to my jeans as if she can’t wait to get them off. “We can never take this back.”
“No,” I admit, “But it’s too late to stop now. I won’t.” I stand on my knees again and grab her hands, before placing them on the waist of my jeans. “Take them off, Tripp. I need to be inside you.”
Her hands shake a bit as she slowly undoes my jeans and then pulls the zipper down. Her reaction to me not wearing anything underneath is worthy of becoming a memory that I want to hold onto for the rest of my life. I’ve never seen such passion and desire in her eyes in the entire time I have known her. It’s beautiful on her, and the thought of her giving that look to another man causes an ache in my chest, but I push the thought aside.
“Pull them down, Tripp. Let me show Lucas how you deserve to be fucked . . .”
Lucas moves, making himself more visible. He takes on an expression that I didn’t expect to see so early on. He looks scared . . . almost regretful, as if he’s starting to think this was a bad idea. Maybe he’s seeing something that he doesn’t like: his woman enjoying her best friend more than she enjoys him. Not only is it her best friend, but the one man that knows every fucking thing about her. He has one advantage over me, only one, and that is knowing already what it feels like to be inside of her, but not for long . . .
Doing as told, Tripp pulls my jeans down, swallowing hard as my thick erection springs free, causing Tripp’s breathing to overpower every sound in this room.
I can see Lucas rubbing his hand over his hardened dick, but the look in his eyes is unmistakable as he watches to see what happens next.
Not wasting any more time, I grip the back of Tripp’s neck and roughly press my lips to hers, while laying her down below me and maneuvering out of my jeans; my favorite pair.
I want nothing more than to slip inside of her bare and have her in the one way that she hasn’t allowed Lucas to, but I have a feeling if I did that, then there would be no turning back. I’m not sure if I can handle being the first one to be inside of her that way. I’ve already been the first to almost everything else, but this would be too big. Even for me . . .
Reaching beside the bed, I open the drawer and pull out a condom. I kiss her lips one more time, trailing kisses down her neck, breasts, and stomach, before kissing my way back up to her lips.
Looking her in the eyes, I rip the condom wrapper open with my teeth. It’s still completely surreal that I’m about to sink deep inside of her and feel what it’s like to make love to her.
I have never felt this desperate to be inside a woman, and it’s taking everything in me not to just ram myself between those sweet thighs.
I slip the condom on and roll it up my length, before I grab her hips and flip her over, causing a surprised moan to escape her lips. “Shit, Tripp. I hope you’re ready.” Running my hands up the roundness of her ass, I grip her cheeks, spreading them apart as I slide into the wetness of her tight, heated cunt, and push in as deep as it will allow me and stop.
“Oh shit . . .” I remain still for a second, giving her time to adjust to my size, before slowly pulling out and shoving my cock back in, even deeper this time.
She growls and grips the blanket, preparing for more. I pull out and push back into her, rolling my hips in and out while I moan. Cupping her breasts in my hands, I pull her body up to meet mine so that her back is pressed against my chest.
This position is deep and passionate. That’s exactly why I chose it. This is how a real woman should get pleasured. This is how Tripp should feel all the time.
I lean in and run my tongue up the side of her neck, before sucking in her earlobe and whispering, “This is how you should always feel, Tripp. Never fucking forget that.” Grabbing her chin, I twist her face and turn it enough to allow me to run my tongue over her lips as I push back into her.
We both moan out and hold each other as tightly as we can. I continue to push in and out, slow and hard, giving her every inch of me. My arms are wrapped around her body and her arms are gripping my arms . . . tightly. So fucking tight.
“Alex,” she moans, making my heart jump. “You feel so good inside me. I want you deeper. Please,” she begs. “I don’t care if it hurts. I want it.”
Her words cause me to lose the little bit of control that I have. I thrust into her hard and fast while loudly breathing in her ear and pulling her body as close to mine as humanly possible.
The sounds of me pounding into her along with our heavy panting fills the room, and before long I feel her trembling in my arms, holding on to me for support. As soon as I feel her pussy clamp around my dick, I reach around and rub her clit, making her orgasm that much more enjoyable.
