My expectation falls short of reality when he doesn’t drive into me repeatedly. I shouldn’t be surprised to find he’s taking this at a leisurely speed too, like he’s savoring every second of being inside me.
“Raffi.” The pillow muffles my frustrated growl. “If I tell you we can do this again and you can take your time then, will you just fuck me? Please?” Pressing back against him and flexing my walls around his cock makes him groan. “Pretty please?” I flutter my eyelashes at him over my shoulder.
Another wiggle of my ass, another pained groan.
“You’re making it really difficult to be a gentleman here, Firecracker.”
“I don’t want a fucking gentleman, Raffi. I want an animal.”
A wicked grin spreads across his face as he shrugs. “What the lady wants…”
CHAPTER 26
Raffi
Iwanna bareback this woman so fucking bad.
As much as I’m enjoying every second of pounding her from behind as she moans my name into my pillow, it’s not enough.
Not sure how we did it the first time, what position, or how long I lasted, but with every grunt and thrust my balls get heavier, and I charge closer and closer to blowing my load. She already came on my hand, but I’ll be fucking damned if this gorgeous redhead doesn’t come on my cock before I let go.
Sweat trickles between my shoulder blades as I clench my teeth. I’m going to have to list the presidents in chronological order or something to outlast this woman when she tightens around me so hard I see stars.
Her red mane flows over her back like a waterfall as she turns her head so she can see me as she comes.
“Don’t. Stop.” Her tits bounce and her ass jiggles as she comes on the most glorious wail I’ve ever heard.
Between the sounds she’s making, the look of untamed need in her eyes, and her vise-like grip on my cock, it’s a matterof seconds before I let go. I double over her back, clutching her ass for balance as jets of cum fill this stupid layer of protection between us.
Yeah, I’m pissed about it. I want to own her from the inside. I want to coat her with my cum every damn day to remind her who she belongs to.
She falls onto her back with an ethereal glow and warm smile. “Round two?” She hooks her finger at me, beckoning me down on top of her. There’s no stopping me. It’s going to take a while to recover from round one. And I fully intend to enjoy the shit out of this woman and make her scream my name while she waits for my dick to be ready for her all over again.
After making light work of the condom and dropping it over the side of the bed, I hook her leg around my waist. If all I ever do again is kiss this woman, I can die a happy man.
I don’t care how many rounds she wants, I’m going to give them to her.
I’m walking like I shit my pants as I shuffle to the bathroom. I’m a fit man, but fucking hell. My body is broken from a night in bed with my fiery haired goddess. Sleep was fractured and sparse, between long bouts of passionate lovemaking and outright fucking. Not sure anyone in the house got sleep, but I also don’t care.
I expect the toilet flush to wake her up, but when I reappear from washing my hands, Victoria’s still out cold. Strands of her beautiful curly hair are splayed across the pillow and over her face. How she can sleep like that is anyone’s guess.
She’s as naked as the day she was born, leg bent at an angle and creamy skin on display.
“I feel you staring at me.” She drapes an arm over her eyes. “Why are you all the way over there?” She toes at the foot of the bed, but considering the quilt and blankets are a tangled mess on the floor, she comes up short. “It’s cold.”
Even if she hadn’t announced that, her perfectly blush-colored nipples are standing at attention. My dick’s operating independently from the rest of my body and thinks it’s go-time all over again. But if she’s in any way as tender and achy as I am, it’s a bad, bad, bad idea.
“Everything hurts.” She flaps her hand at me. “Put that thing away—he’s done for the day.” She peeks out from behind her hair. “He did very well last night, but my vagina is achy, and you broke my clit.” She points to her crotch. “Just imagine there’s a no entry sign down there. Or caution tape.”
As she talks, I kneel on the bed and spread her legs wide. “Want me to kiss you better?”
She props herself up on her elbows, one eyebrow curving as she gives me what has to be the best eye roll to date. “Do you always ask stupid questions?”
Before she can give me a second eye roll, I’ve pulled her body to me and settled between her thighs to feast on her.
“You’re going to have to work for it, you know,” she warns.
I grin against her pussy. “I’m good with that.”
