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Trembling, she lets out a raspy sound—the noise is like a lightning bolt straight to my cock. Fueled with the need to feel her tight pussy around my cock, I remove her death grip on my head and shove off the bed, pushing my sweatpants down my legs.
Climbing back on the bed, I hover above Fallon, moving between her still spread legs.
“Take your shirt off. I want to see your body.”
Reaching for the hem of her shirt, she leans forward and pulls it off. She tosses it to the floor and looks up at me. Her cheeks are heated, and her chest rises and falls so rapidly you would think she was running a marathon.
Her dusky pink nipples are hard peaks, begging to be sucked. Leaning forward, I take one into my mouth and swirl my tongue around the bud. There is nothing like the way she tastes—like sweet honey and vanilla. Her scent surrounds me, and all I want to do is bury myself deep inside her, but I tamp down the need, reminding myself that I want to take this slow, show her I’m capable of more than just fucking.
Releasing her tit with a loud pop, I pepper kisses across her chest and collarbone before taking the other nipple into my mouth. I lap at it, giving it the same amount of attention as the other. Fallon arches her back off the bed, pressing her chest into my face, and I wrap my arms around her and pull her into my chest.
My cock is caught between our bodies and slips between her slippery folds. I’m burning with need; the flames of desire threaten to consume me, and I know I can’t hold off any longer. I need to be inside her—now.
As if she feels the same, Fallon claws at my back while lifting her hips at the same time. It’s such a feeble attempt to guide my cock inside her.
Fallon lets out an airy plea, “I need you.”
“You have me,” I growl, easily guiding my cock to her soaked entrance.
I grit my teeth as I slowly sink the tip into her tightness. My chest heaves, and I swear I’m going to explode at any second. Eyes trained on hers, there is almost an overwhelming need in her depths. Easing her back against the mattress, I fill her with another inch.
The feel of her hands on me, clinging to my body like she can’t get enough. It’s a shock to my senses, to my resolve. Something, I wasn’t quite sure what it was, squeezed at the organ in my chest—guilt, anger, sadness. It could’ve been any of those things. I wasn’t sure, and I didn’t want to think about it or feel it, but Fallon had that effect on me, making me feel things I shouldn’t.
Unable to hold off any longer, I slide home. The head of my cock hits her cervix, and my balls come to rest against her ass. It’s a snug fit, and she squeezes me like a glove. We both let out a sigh of pleasure, and then I start to move.
My movements are slow at first, but soon I gain speed, thrusting in and out of her. We climb the hill of pleasure together, our breaths mingle, and our hearts clash in our chests, beating to the same rhythm. When Fallon starts to fall apart at the seams, her muscles quivering, her head tipped back into the pillows, and her lips spilling delicious sounds, I allow myself to let go.
My movements become a little faster, and I can feel it… my release is on the cusp of us.
“I’m coming,” I grunt, slamming a fist into the mattress beside her head.
Fallon wraps her arms around my neck, spreading her legs wider. A second later, the pressure becomes too much.
My toes curl, and I stop moving altogether, becoming as stiff as a board. Warm spurts of cum spill inside of her, and I let my eyes fall closed to bask in the feeling. The sound of my heart thunders like a galloping horse in my ears.
Out of nowhere, warm lips press against mine. It’s a soft kiss, full of hesitation, but it’s a kiss. I feel the heat of it deep in my bones. A piercing breath fills my lungs, and it’s like I’ve been tossed into an icy pond.
Why would she do that?
Anger replaces the blissful feeling in an instant. I blink my eyes open and find Fallon peering up at me, her eyes wide, her cheeks pink, and her forehead sweaty.
She looks scared and flinches as I pull out of her and climb off the bed. She kissed me. She fucking kissed me. I haven’t kissed a woman since…
Anger prevails, owning me.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t… I don’t know why I did that,” she tries to explain.
