“Alright, fuccboi, show me what you’ve got.”
Her pet name for me makes me laugh and shake my head. “You’re trouble.”
“You have no idea.” She laughs again until she slides off of her chair and straddles my lap. My hand slips into the back of her hair, letting me position her head just right so I can claim her lips. Her kiss is feverish. She becomes more forceful and I wonder if I could unlock something in her because I, at this moment, am positive it’s somewhere just below the surface. Locked away until the right person comes along and tries hard enough to tip the lid. Pulling her hair, I tilt her head and bite the side of her neck, causing a groan to slip out and a throbbing to start at the memory of feeling her wrapped around me.
Her hands come around my body and the feeling of her nails scraping down my skin causes gooseflesh to form.
“I’m pretty sure you said that you were going to make it up to me.”
I nod my head as I grip her ass, standing up from the chair and starting back towards the stairs. Her lips come down to my neck as I hold her to me. Her teeth scraping their way across, I force myself to look past her and down the stairs so I don’t cause us to topple down on top of one another.
Even if I’ve trekked these stairs, eyes closed, more times than I can count, I don’t dare risk that with her.
Reaching the bottom of the steps, and making it the remaining distance to my room, I move us through. Her hips grind against me as I reach my foot back, kicking the door shut, and flipping the lock, just in case Drew pops back in.
Reaching around me, I unhook her legs from their locked position, and instead of lightly placing her on the bed, I toss her backwards. She bounces against the mattress and a laugh echoes around my room.
I’m not sure that I’ve smiled when a woman laughed, at least not quite like I am at the moment, and it’s weird… that is if I let myself thinking about it.
Instead, I crawl on to the bed, separating her thighs as I crawl in between them. Reaching up, sliding my hand up her thigh as I continue. Reaching the apex of them, I run my hand up and chuckle.
“You came upstairs and sat with us with no panties on. Bad girl.” I can’t help but smirk as I say it… it’s so fucking ridiculous… I know.
“Shut up.” She rolls her eyes as I bunch her dress up more until she’s pulling it up over her head. “You’re supposed to show me all these skills. So just take your damn pants off and get a condom.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I wink at her before I’m pushing myself towards the end of the bed, quickly dropping my jeans. Leaning over the top of her as I reach into the nightstand, grabbing out a condom, opening it, and rolling it over myself.
I’m still too spun up from earlier, even if the conversation got weird with my sister a little while ago.
I look down at her and something in my head tells me that this is different, but I quickly shut it down. It’s just sex. I’ve done this a hundred times.
Lining myself up with her, I slide inside, an and we both groan out. Feeling just as good as it did earlier. Slowly, I pump inside of her and her hand grip at my back, her whimpering underneath me.
I’m so wound up and having to pull out earlier… well, was far from ideal.
“After that, I may not last too long.”
“Sure, after earlier, is the reason.”
“Woman, you better watch yourself. I’ll show you later just how much.”
“You keep saying this. I’ll show you later.” She mocks me, making me chuckle a little. “I feel like you’re just keep trying to put it off because you can’t actually hold up to what you claim you can do.”
“I can make you cum before I do, even if I don’t last long.” I growl out at her.
She rolls her eyes, giving me a sure you can look before I pull back. Pulling out of her, I flip her over onto her knees, pushing her head down into the pillows as I slam inside of her.
Her moan echoes around the room.
“You want to roll your eyes. You want to taunt me? You’ll see.”
I slam my hips into her again, harder. And she whimpers again.
“You’ll take my cock like a good girl, won’t you?”
I can hear her head nod against the pillow. Slamming into her again. The headboard hits the wall, but I don’t care; I don’t stop, I just keep beating her pussy inside, slamming into her inner walls. Bringing cries of a mixture of pleasure and possibly pushing her to the line of uncomfortable, but she doesn’t hate it.
Feeling myself starting to come undone, I pull her torso up until her back in flush against my chest. Reaching around her body, I slip my hands up between her thighs and caress her clit to the same rhythm as our movements until I feel her gush around me and propelling me over into my own orgasm.
