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“Fuck you.”
She tries again to knee me, but I’m faster than her.
“And you’re right, I am a man used to getting what I want. Exactly what I want. And you will learn to jump when I say jump. Hell, when it even looks like I’m about to utter the word jump.”
“You’re dreaming.”
“I don’t think so. And just to be clear, I want you to fight back. You should always fight back. But don’t ever knee me in the balls. That’s dirty fighting and I won’t forgive it.”
“What happened, Hawk? Why did you get so angry?”
I loosen my grip on her, let her free, let her push against me so I’m on my back and she’s on top of me. “Leave it alone, Melissa.”
She shifts her weight and I wonder if she realizes her pussy’s rubbing against my abs. And lower. Does she have any idea what that’s doing to me?
“What are you scared I’ll see?” she asks, straddling me, hands on my chest.
I don’t know if she thinks she’s keeping me down or what, but she’s leaning her full weight into her hands.
What I do know is that one little shift from me and she gasps, her eyes growing huge in the precise moment she feels my dick between her ass cheeks. It takes all I have not to laugh at her surprised, almost comical expression.
She’s quick to roll off me, but we just tumble again, me taking her arms, stretching them wide, her twisting this way and that, me letting her get free. Back and forth and back and forth and for as little as she is, she’s got some fight in her.
“Tell me. What are you afraid I’ll see,” she asks when I’ve got her pinned, her energy finally spent so she’s left panting for breath.
I look down at her, at her pretty little mouth, her perfect breasts. I slip one knee between hers and spread her thighs.
She twists, pulling at her arms, but I keep her pinned.
“Take my advice, Melissa,” I start, rubbing my cock between her folds. “Leave it alone.”
Her pupils are dilated and she’s wet, but she’s gone quiet.
I watch her mouth open when I test. When I push inside her slowly, just the head of my cock and fuck she’s warm and tight. Like a snug glove perfectly made just for me. One I’m desperate to slide into.
I should wait. I should wait until I have the results. This could be a big mistake. But I can’t. No way.
It’s just a little taste. Just a dip into that wet heat.
Fuck.
She stares up at me and bites her lip. I switch my grip and intertwine my fingers with hers. I feel her hold tight to me, nails digging into me.
“I want you,” I say through gritted teeth.
I push deeper, slow and deliberate and we’re so close, our faces not an inch apart, our bodies touching, connected. I start to move inside her and she arches her back—at least momentarily.
I let go of one of her hands, cradle her head instead. Gentle still. I don’t want to scare her off.
“Melissa,” I’m half way in and she’s so fucking tight, and all I want to do is ram into her. I won’t be able to stop soon. Fuck. I don’t think I can stop now.
Her free hand is on my shoulder but she’s not tearing skin tonight. Just a few more inches, just a few more and her whimper makes me harder. When she licks her lips, fuck, I can’t take it.
I thrust the last inches and she cries out, but I set my elbow at her shoulder and draw back a little to thrust again. One hard, short thrust and she exhales with it, with the force of it.
When I find my rhythm and I’m fucking her, she clings to me, as if on a sheer rock face clinging for dear life. When I feel the walls of her pussy tremble and pulse. I watch her face, her eyes gleaming, mouth open, head thrown back, the softest sound coming from her.
I pull out then, trap my cock between us and I come. My cock pulses ropes of it wet on her, on me, pleasure throbbing through me as she watches me, and I watch her, unable to drag my gaze from hers.
13
Melissa
It’s suddenly cold when he slides off me and goes into the bathroom. I hear water running and a few minutes later, he returns. He’s cleaned himself and now cleans me with a warm washcloth.
“I can do that.” I try to take the cloth from him.
“Stay,” he says like a caveman.
When he’s finished cleaning me, he goes back into the bathroom to get rid of the towel before returning and switching out the light. He lies down beside me.
I turn my back to him, meaning to slide to the other side of the bed, but he wraps his big arm around me and pulls me to him. He holds me there, tight against his chest.
