“I can’t wait to do that again,” she said with a huge smile as she unlocked her door and stepped inside. She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to fluff it up where the helmet had flattened it down a little.
“Quit fussing with your hair, sugar. You look fine.”
“I know I have helmet hair, Dante. I can tell it’s all flat,” she scoffed. I gently grabbed her hands and pulled them to my mouth to kiss her fingers.
“Then let’s go upstairs. I’ll pull and tug on it while I fuck you. Then you’ll have a good reason for it to be messed up.” Her fingertips curled around mine as she looked up at me with a twinkle in her eyes.
“That sounds like an excellent plan,” she said huskily, then walked backwards toward the staircase while keeping hold of my hands. I dropped her hands and reached for her, yanking her flush against me and making her squeal in surprise.
“Turn around and walk up those stairs, woman. I want to watch that sweet ass of yours bounce with every single step.”
Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open in shock. I turned her in my arms, so she faced the stairs, then gave her ass a gentle smack.
“Move woman and remember…I wanna see it bounce.”
She glared at me over her shoulder, then spoiled it by laughing. I let her get a few steps ahead of me on the stairs, so I’d be eye-level with her ass, grinning as she added a little extra sway to her movements. By the time she reached the top of the stairs, my dick was rock-hard, and I was sure I was drooling a little.
I took the last two steps at one time, grabbing her around the waist as I hustled her into her bedroom. I had the presenceof mind to shut and lock the door, then ripped off my cut and tossed it on the chair in the corner. Normally, I’d show it more care than that, but I had other priorities at the moment. I grabbed the back of my shirt as I strode toward the bed, pulling it over my head and letting it fall to the floor. I retrieved a rubber from my wallet, one I’d replaced out of habit after the last time I’d fucked her. I tossed it on the bed, then turned to look at Ella.
She stood there watching my every move, her eyes burning with desire as they devoured every inch of my exposed chest. I flexed my muscles for her and reached for my belt. She licked her lips as I opened it, then flipped open the button on my jeans.
“Sugar, as pretty as you are just standing there, you’d better get those clothes off. Otherwise, I’m gonna end up ripping them off of you.
