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Jax
All I need to hear is, “Fine, Jax. Fuck me…”
And that’s going to be all there is. That’s why I pull her into the bathroom. She wants me out and it’s closer to the door.
Saona gives a surprise yelp when I turn her around and meet her eyes in the mirror. The surprise is gone in a flash and that defiant chin comes up like she can tell what I’m thinking and she can meet me tit-for-tat. And she does. She sticks her ass out to rub against my crotch.
“Is this how you want it? Against this counter with our clothes still on?”
She shrugs. “It’s a fuck. Isn’t it?” I nod and she braces her hands on the counter. “Fuck me, then.”
Electricity shoots through my dick. I want her to writhe under me. I want to fuck her like she wants it. I grab her hips in my hand and jerk them back until my hard on is bouncing off her thick ass. Her back curves in a beautiful reflex that brings her cheeks up and rubs her covered pussy against my erection.
I reach around and unbutton her pants. My fingers graze the skin of her belly and she bucks against my crotch. But that defiant look never slips from her eyes. I yank the pants down, pushing them past her knees. My hands run up her thighs, digging into her ass and because this is the last time I’ll probably get the chance, I give it a light smack. Her gasp is a mixture of surprise and something else that makes me almost spill my seed on the spot.
“You like that?”
She twists her body and brings her head around to look at my crotch. The smile that blooms on her lips is wicked. “Yeah, but I think it did more for you.”
I don’t answer, instead I fumble with my pants and pull out my dick. It’s hot and full and begging me to sink it in her. I’m like a fifteen-year-old, with trembling hands and slippery fingers, as I yank the condom out my wallet. I sense Saona’s burning gaze and look up just in time for her tongue to disappear inside her mouth again.
Fuck fuck fuck. I grab my meat in my hand and rub circles in her entrance and guide it in. My spine tingles and how the hell can my dick get harder than this?
“Come on,” she hums.
Yes, I want to come too.
I thrust in, all the way, until my balls bump against her skin. God fucking bless Kegels. I don’t know how she does those pussy workouts and I don’t care. I’m clenching my teeth against her tight, quivering tunnel.
Whoever calls them sugar walls was right because nothing is sweeter than her pussy and I want to rot in her saccharine goodness while I rut her like a fucking animal. But no, her pleasure is more important than mine right now. Because…I want to make her come so hard she forgets that everything else but me and my cock exist. I want her to fucking regret kicking me out. I want her to still hear herself screaming my name in this bathroom long after I’m gone.
Her head comes up and she stares in my eyes through the mirror. She rocks her hips and starts cooking a rhythm of her own, using my cock like a dildo. I reach around her and rub my fingers up and down between her wet folds. My other hand sneaks under her shirt and frees one tit from her bra. I roll her nipple between my fingers and tug it until she mewls. That sets me off and I pound her kitten with my cock. Steel stroking through tight, hot satin.
And like she needs more, she climbs on her tiptoes, presses her chest down on the marble counter and her ass higher up. My dick goes deeps and she gasps out, “Right there. Yeah, right there.”
My hands switch to her hips and I pound into her time and time again until her nails start scraping at the marble. The tingling is everywhere on my body and my balls turn heavier and hard like iron.
I’m praying for her to come but all that comes out of my mouth is. “God.”
And just when I know I can’t hold for a second longer, those beautiful satin walls quicken fast around my cock and I burst, going numb.
I don’t know what my lungs are doing but my breath is gone and I can’t move.
Saona is not moving either. She’s still, breathing hard, with that beautiful ass in the air, tempting me. I need to get out of this bathroom before I grab that messy hair in my hands again and kiss that swollen mouth until my cock reawakens from its coma or I’m tempted to turn her around and drop to my knees and fuck her with my tongue. To rob her like she robbed me of all my juices, which are currently weighing heavy on the condom still sheathing my dick. She took my breath and my anger and a lot more because I can’t remember why I was so pissed off at her.
I discard the condom on the trash can and ask, “You’re going to be okay?”
She nods but she doesn’t lift her head, doesn’t look at me.
How did we go from chatting and teasing each other to what feels like hate fucking?
I stumble out of the bathroom and look to my left, to the door I’m supposed to go through. It stands like a beacon, begging me to go through it and save myself from her disdain.
I should go like she told me to. I reach for the doorknob and yank the door open, only to let it slide closed. My legs won’t move. I reach for the knob again but her whisper freezes me on the spot.
“You shouldn’t have done this, Saona. You just made goodbye harder.”
