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“I say we do both. Fuck right here… give you that revenge fuck you’re still waiting for, then we leave. I’ll take you to my place for the weekend and we can decide what to do from there. No pressure for anything that you don’t want to happen.” His words spread over my body, singeing my insides and making me feel at ease with him at the same time. Who would’ve thought I’d choose the one with the tattoos and a piercing over the other two in the room, but from the looks of it he’s the only one that wasn’t really for sale even though I’m sure Jack is paying them all very well.
“How much is he paying you?”
“He won’t be paying me a dime.” He responds as he slips the tie of my robe loose.
“Why is that?”
“Because I plan to fuck you. That is… if you’re still up for it.” I begin to realize what this contract was all about. Jack never intended for me to have sex in this room.
“He was paying you not to have sex with me?”
“Yes… He wanted us to tease you, but never deliver. It’s not in my nature to follow rules. So, I’m sure he’ll be busting in here any minute to put a stop to all of this.”
“Why are you telling me everything?”
“Because I think he’s a dick and if he’s not going to take advantage of this body of yours, then I will.” I start to rationalize what he’s saying. I don’t even know this man, yet he acts like he’s been planning this great revenge on Jack. I don’t know whether to be put off by that or turned on.
“How should I know you?”
“Give me a few hours and I won’t ever have to answer that question.” He slides the silky robe down my shoulder, brushing his facial hair over my sensitive skin and awaking all of my senses once again.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” He lifts my chin until I’m looking into his eyes before kissing my lips. His touch is soft, opposite of what you’d expect from a man that looks like this.
Just as that thought crosses my mind, he slides his palm over my throat and squeezes. “What’s your limit? How rough can you handle it?” My eyes meet his challenge and it’s in this moment I decide to get revenge on Jack. Having sex with three men isn’t going to prove I’m over him. Making love to one… would kill him.
“I can take whatever you want to give me later, but make this one look sincere.” I whisper against his ear as I climb to straddle his hips. The robe hiding where we meet, but my reaction saying everything he needs to see. I grind my pussy against his cock, the pressure instantly setting off anything that wasn’t already on fire.
He reaches for the condom on the nightstand and rolls it on after I shift my hips to allow him room. He slides his hands over my chest, filling both palms before leaning up to kiss each one.
He’s not rushing into sex with me, taking his time to touch every inch of my skin. His rough hands cause friction across my back and down my legs the entire time he licks and kisses everything in his path.
“I’m dying to fuck you. Your skin is soft… a perfect contrast to mine.” He continues to wind me up, using every single one of my senses to get his way.
Tangling my fingers in his short hair, I pull just slightly. “You’ll have your way soon enough. Just give me what I need first.” His exhale skims across my chest, causing me to arch my back at the very overdue… very craved sensation.
He palms my ass and flips us both over, putting him on top. My hands slide down his arms, settling into the mattress as he positions himself between my legs. “What you need is my dick.” I don’t argue. I simply rotate my hips, giving him the permission to take my mind off Jack.
And does he fucking ever, even if it’s only going to be for a few hours.
Cowboy doesn’t disappoint with his size, his movements or his endurance. He slow fucks me for hours, giving me orgasm after orgasm to the point that I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk out of here.
He holds back his own release, never giving himself the pleasure I expect him to take. This man is a walking contradiction. Hell, even the name I gave him contradicts everything about him. He’s the farthest thing from a cowboy. Maybe more of a biker guy, but none the less, he knows how to please a woman.
The way he moves over me and stares into my eyes the entire time we’re having sex makes this different than anything I’ve ever had in the past. Even though he’s only doing it because I asked him to take it slow… he’s still consuming me. My body and mind both anticipating each move he makes.
“I want to finish this at my place. Let me show you just how well I already know your body.” He thrusts forward, hitting me deep and making me agree to whatever he just said. Yes, I’ll do whatever you want… just keep doing what you’re doing.
He grinds deeper than he has been, rotating his hips slightly faster and taking us both to a new height of ecstasy. I’ve missed feeling intensity like this.
He kisses me longer than I expect him to, even longer than I really want him to, still acting sensual for show. He must sense me pulling back some, because he quickly rolls onto his back, taking me with him and leaving me straddling his hips once again. He pulls the robe off my shoulders and tosses it on the bed beside us.
His large hands grip my ass, lifting me just slightly and pulling me towards his chest until I’m on my hands with my hair dangling over his face. He moves me up and down a few times, pulling my ass toward him to the point his dick almost slips out each time, almost making me want to ask for more.
He pulls a hand back and slaps my ass with a single strike, confusing me at the same time completely intriguing my insides. “Put your dress back on. I’m taking you to dinner.”
