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“Xander, fuck… please.”
I push Amelia against the wall, keeping her legs locked around me as I position my cock at her entrance before sliding inside her wet heat. My head falls to her shoulder on a groan.
“Mother….fucker, you are so tight.”
I still, giving her time to adjust before I pulse lightly into her, small shallow movements of my hips. Her hands stroke down my back, over my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin and the bite of it makes me shudder. I kiss her, our tongues tangling and twisting, her soft lips driving me crazy. Amelia is the hottest woman in the world. Everything about her turns me on, from her smile to her perfect cunt. Holding her ass, I slide my finger to her crack, teasing her ass and she goes wild in my arms, her body writhing as she tries to get closer and make me move more, but she’s pinned by my body, unable to move.
“God, your cock is fucking huge. I can feel it hitting my G-spot.”
I love her dirty mouth and let’s be honest, what man doesn’t want to hear how big his dick is from the woman he loves.
“That’s it, wildcat, ride my cock.”
I pull out of her almost entirely and slam back in, hard. Her pussy squeezes me as her climax builds but I want this together. I fuck her hard and fast, my hips driving into her in brutal strokes. She’ll have marks on her ass from where I’m holding her and I can’t wait to see them.
“You close?”
“Yyyyeeessss.”
I push my finger into her ass and her scream rips the air as my balls seize. I spill into her sweet pussy as she clenches around me until my legs give way and I sink to the bench. Our breaths are labored, our bodies satiated for now, so I pull out of her and set her down and wash her hair before soaping her body and quickly washing myself off.
I take the time to towel her hair and dry it, combing through the silky strands as she applies cream to her legs. It’s relaxed and we’re both quiet but it’s not awkward or strained. It’s peaceful and one of my favorite things to do with her. If Beck was here, he’d be making us a hot chocolate or bringing us a glass of wine, taking care of us. He isn’t as cuddly as I am, at least not with me, but he shows his softer side in other ways and I appreciate it more. He makes me feel safe, cared for in a world that will build you up one minute and tear you down the next. I haven’t had that since I came out to my parents as bi-sexual not long before they died. My father’s words and the silence between us before he died still haunts me. Beck is the first person to make me feel strong, and he did that the night he found me OD’ing on the bathroom floor at Ruin. He believed I could kick my addiction and he put me on a path to where I am now. He saw me and I’ve repaid him by being a dick to him because I feel guilty.
How I was with him earlier fills me with regret, which is swift and sharp in my chest. It doesn’t matter what Amelia said, I owe him an apology for the way I snapped.
Amelia dons one of my t-shirts and we slide into bed, my arms around her from behind as we spoon, our heads sharing a pillow despite the size of this bed easily accommodating the three of us regularly.
“You think he’ll come back here tonight?”
Light is filtering in through the drapes from the full moon and casting shadows across her creamy skin as I stroke my thumb along her hip, nothing sexual just a comfort.
“Yes. If Beck says he is, he will. One thing I know about him is that he’s a man of his word. The only thing that would stop him is a sick patient.”
“I hate that we can’t be open. You know if I could, I would, don’t you?”
Amelia turns over in bed, so she is lying with her head on my chest. “I know, and I know it isn’t easy for either of you.”
“Nor you. I saw the article about us in the Post the other day.”
Amelia sighs. “Yeah and the delightful quote from a source close to me saying how I always wanted to land you and pursued you for years.”
I snort because the idea is ridiculous. We didn’t even know each other.
“I wish it were true. I would’ve snatched you up years ago.”
“Hah, no you wouldn’t. I was an awkward geek.”
“I bet you were adorable.”
“Yeah, not so much.”
She smothers a yawn and I kiss her head. “Get some sleep, baby.”
“Hey, we should go to Disney.”
I chuckle at her suggestion that has come out of left field. “What?”
“You like the rides and so do I. It would be fun to torture Beck, who says he hates them.”
