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I didn’t hesitate. My desperation came out without shame. “I missed you…”
His mouth moved to mine as he kissed me again, his fingers still working my clit with precision. He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth then grazed his tongue past mine. His fingers rubbed me harder until my hips moved into his body.
This man made me fall apart—and I hated it. “You can’t just barge into my house like that.” I pushed my hand into his hard chest, but he didn’t move. Instead, I was the one who moved back, his fingers falling from my clit. “There’s a doorbell.”
“I don’t like doorbells.” His eyes stayed glued to my lips, like he was waiting for the next chance to kiss me.
“Then knock.”
“I don’t like that either.”
“Well, that’s not how this is gonna work.” I crossed my arms over my chest, but that only pushed my tits higher up my body. “Knock, or I’ll shoot you next time.”
A charming grin stretched across his face. It should annoy me, but anytime he wore a grin, it was innately arousing. “Fuck, you’re sexy.” He pulled my gun from his back pocket and set it on my coffee table. His shirt came next before he tossed it on the floor. His chiseled physique became my obsession as he removed his belt and dropped his jeans.
It was impossible for me to stay focused with this guy.
When his boxers were gone and his ridiculously beautiful dick was on display, hard and ready, I really did lose my train of thought.
He moved to the couch and sat back, his proud dick lying against his stomach. He wrapped his fingers around his length and patted his left thigh with his other hand.
I should still be mad at him, but that was impossible. I moved between his knees and lowered myself to the floor.
Before I could get on my knees to suck him off, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me on top of him. “Baby, you’re wet enough for both of us.” He pulled me hard against his chest then directed his crown inside me.
I lowered myself slowly, sheathing every inch of his dick until I sat on his balls. He was so long that I had to raise myself high to pull him out of me. Then it was a long fall back to his balls.
He stared at my tits as he moaned, his masculine jaw tightening with his movements. He gripped both of my cheeks as he guided me up and down, making me move at a slow pace because he wanted to enjoy every bounce. “You really did miss me…” His hands moved to my tits, and he squeezed them as I kept moving up and down.
It’d been a few days since the last time I saw him, and now that his dick was so thick inside me, I wanted it every night. The sex was good and life was short, so I should fuck him every single day. Even when he did nothing but sit there, he was still the best lay I’d ever had. He was perfectly created, one of God’s favorites. He would ruin me for all other men, because no man would ever be able to fill me like this.
He locked his eyes on to mine, and I continued to bounce on his dick. He clenched his jaw and released another moan as he enjoyed me. He gripped my ass cheeks in his hands and guided me up and down harder, thrusting his hips up at the same time.
My arms wrapped around his neck, and I rested my forehead against his. “Cato, I’m gonna come…”
He pressed into me harder, his large feet pushing against the rug under the couch. “I know, baby. Your pussy gets so tight…so wet.” He pounded me into oblivion, sending me into another climax that made me forget how much of an asshole he was. It made me forget I was doing this for a reason. Now it seemed like I was fucking him because there was no other man I wanted to fuck.
“Yes…” I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, feeling like a real woman with a real man inside me.
He gave his final thrusts before he yanked me down onto his lap, balls deep, and then he came. He exploded his seed inside me, filling me with everything he had. He moved his face into my neck as he moaned, his cock thickening and twitching inside me. “Fuck.” He lifted me as he rose to his feet. “Now I want to stare at your asshole as I fuck you again.”
I dozed off for a few hours, and when I opened my eyes, I realized it was nine in the evening.
And I was starving.
Dinner had been forgotten because Cato stopped by with no warning. We wound up in my bed upstairs, fucking like it’d been weeks since we’d last seen each other, not days. Now I had a gorgeous man beside me, the sheets bunched around his waist as his hand rested on his stomach.
