“Throw that ass back, Z.” I growled, feeling my balls slap against her, and feeling that nut building.
It was easier not to look into her eyes, because the minute I did, I was gone. That wasn’t what she asked for, she wanted dick without complications, not love making. She didn’t want me to tell her how much she meant to me; she wanted the rough version of me.
The version I worked hard on locking away because of her.
“Fuck…. This… dick. You want dick without complications, show me, Z.” She bit down into the pillow, as I pulled out and saw my dick glistening with her juices.
I teased her opening before I pushed back inside of her, my fingers played with her pussy in the front, and she screamed, pulling on her nipples.
“Tell me, Z.”
“Stop…. Stop….calling me, Z… I’m Boobie… righhh, righh.” Her words were caught in her throat with the way I was rubbing her pussy while tearing it up at the same time.
“I’m gonna cum… baby, I’m gonna cum,” she told me, screaming out while I put my fingers in her mouth.
“You taste you… taste good, eh?”
“Uh huh… so good, Goo.”
“Goon!” I sternly replied, slapping her ass.
I pulled out, flipping her over and sliding back into her.
Holding onto the headboard, I slammed into her, then pulled out, staring down before I slammed into her once more and released myself inside of her. My body jerked, and felt weak, as I emptied everything, I had inside of her.
Flipping onto the side of her, I closed my eyes while catching my breath. I couldn’t allow myself to lay there until the morning. She wanted this, so I had to give her what she was asking for.
“Where you going?” She yawned, as she pulled the covers over her naked body.
I desperately wanted to climb back into bed and have her toss that thigh over me. Sleeping with my nose nestled in her hair as she clung onto me.
I wanted that.
“Home.”
“You can stay the night.”
I paused, staring back at her. “Not what you asked for, Zoya.”
She leaned up. “You’re seriously going to leave?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
Opening the bedroom door, I headed down the hallway and found my pants and sneakers. I could hear her door opening further, and her feet hitting the wooden floors.
She was wrapped in her blanket.
“This is how things are going to be?”
I picked my sneakers up and looked at her. “You asked for this arrangement. This is what you fucking wanted, Zoya. Stop acting all confused when someone gives you what you want. I told you that I’m not doing the games, so if you want dick, I’m gonna give that to you. When I stop, just know that means that I’m making love to someone who wanted it. Good night.”
I left out the door, not turning to look into her eyes. If I stopped to look at her, I knew this shit would have been called off and I was getting back into that bed with her.
“Goo.” She opened her front door, and I nearly lost my shit.
Not because anyone was out here, but because I knew she was naked under that blanket. If someone saw just a piece of what she allowed me to witness, I would lose my mind.
“Go back inside, Zoya.”
