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“Hmm, stuff. My favorite kind.” His hands unzipped the skirt at the back, dropping it to the floor, giving him more area to trail kisses over.
Stepping forward, I climbed into his lap, settling my knees on either side of him. “Are you really wanting to talk right now?” I asked, smoothing my hands over his head. He rocked forward, hitting me with his already hard cock. Smirking, he eyed me, weighing his words.
“Something’s different, and I feel like if I answer that question, I’ll fall into a trap. So, tell me, baby, what’s going on?”
I rocked back and forth, bringing his head to my breasts and giving myself some relief from the intensity in his eyes.
“Can we fuck and talk after? I just really need to get out of my head right now.”
“If that’s what you want,” he said, but I didn’t miss some hurt leaking through.
Byron flipped us, pinning me to the bed. He pulled my shirt over my head, bringing his lips down to my nipple. He sucked it as he trailed his hands down below, finding me ready for him. Pulling my panties to the side, he didn’t waste time plunging his fingers up into me. It felt a little like a warning, that he wouldn’t let me off the hook entirely, and I knew I needed him not to.
Tossing my head back onto the bed, I gave over to the sensations, pushing all thoughts of love and men out of my head for a second. Pulling him to me, I wrapped my legs around him as the desire to be closer overcame me.
Byron looked down at me, a curious look on his face. Reaching up, I cupped his smooth jaw, running my hands over him. He stilled, watching me, waiting to see what I was doing. The feeling from before, the one where I wanted to push all those hussies out of the way and claim him, rose up, and I did the one thing I’d never done before with Byron.
I kissed him.
Byron froze at first, his lips still against mine before he moved, something snapping between us. His hands came up to grip my face and were the only warning I got before he pushed into me, replacing his fingers with his cock.
It might sound stupid, but for some reason, I’d gotten it into my head that the best way to keep feelings out of the equation with a fuck buddy was to go about itPretty Womanstyle—AKA no kissing.
Apparently, I hadn’t been wrong.
The moment our lips touched, passion and fire exploded, and it was a battle for who had control as our tongues danced together.
His hand dropped down to my leg, pulling my knee up as he continued to push into me, barely giving any time between his thrusts. The bed moved with the force, and yet I still felt I needed more.
Breaking away from the kiss, I panted out between moans. “More. Deeper.More.”
Byron didn’t hesitate, pulling me up as he kneeled on the bed. I tightened my legs around him, holding on with my arms, gluing myself to his body so I could feel every inch as deep as possible. My lips found his again, not wanting to miss out on any kisses, and we found a rhythm as he lifted me in his strong arms up and down his cock.
The only sounds in the room were our skin slapping together and the bed moving against the wall. Our moans were contained by our mouths as we devoured them from one another. Needing some air, I pulled back, a long moan escaping as he speared me deeply.
“Yes, yes, fuck, yes.”
“We’re so talking after this,” he moaned, and I could only bring myself to nod as I held on, my body climbing toward an orgasm.
Digging my nails into his back, I cried out as everything tensed up, my muscles contracting as I tumbled over the edge. “Fuck,” I screamed, clinging to him with everything.
Byron roared out as well, falling to the bed as he held me to him, cumming inside me. I blinked for a second, realizing we hadn’t used a condom.
“Shit.”
Byron looked down at me, confused. “Well, I can definitely say that wasn’t the words I thought I’d hear after kissing you for the first time. I was expecting more of, ‘wow,’ ‘amazing,’ you’re a God, Byron,’ if I’m being honest.”
“No.” I blushed, my cheeks heating at his words. “The kiss was incredible. I meant shit, we forgot to use a condom. I, um, I’m good on my end. There’s only been one other person, but we used one, so…” I trailed off, not sure how to ask if he’d been with every Joe and Sue who frequented the club.
“You really don’t know me very well, Natalia Rossi.” He gave me a pointed look, and I didn’t know if I should be insulted or freaked the fuck out that he knew my real name. Not the one I went by now, but the one I’d tried to bury.
“How do you know my name?” I asked, my voice much steadier than I felt.
He brushed a piece of hair back, holding my gaze. “Because I was given the contract to kill you, but I fell in love with you instead.”
Seven
BYRON
