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“Ugh... Please Wes, please fuck me. I need it.” I moan while pushing myself back towards him. Still no dick. Fuck, he's serious about this begging thing, isn't he?
“Wesley King! You don't understand. I need your dick now. I want to feel myself stretch as you slide your big cock inside of me. I want to feel your body tighten when you're seated deep within me. I want you to fuck me so hard that the people in that apartment over there, peek out to see what all the commotion is about. And when they do, they will see you railing me from behind with your hand tangled in my hair. I want to milk eve—”
That's all I get out before he grabs my hips and enters me in one strong thrust. “Yesss,” I moan, congratulating myself.
“Mmm... I love when you're my dirty girl, Lo. It's so fucking hot,” he says in between his hard thrusts. I'm basically purring and all I can do is make sure he doesn't fuck me off of the couch. Our heavy breathing, loud moans, and sounds of our connected bodies fill the air, and it’s the most intoxicatingly sexy noise I have ever heard.
His hand slides into my hair, grabbing hold of it and instinctively I lift my body so I’m kneeling and practically sitting with him directly behind me.
“That's right baby, give it to me.” I moan loudly and the familiar tingle begins in my toes. My hand drops between my thighs and I start rubbing my clit. His grip tightens in my hair, his other hand firm on my hip, and I know I'm a goner.
“You feel so fucking good. I need you to come on my dick, Lo. I don't know how much longer I can hold on.” Knowing how desperate he is for me pushes me right over the edge. My body radiates all over as the orgasm takes over. “Fuck yes baby, that's right... come for me.”
“Holy Shittt!” I yell, riding my orgasm and trying desperately to maintain my balance. Wes grunts behind me a few more times before I feel the warmth of his own release, his mouth placing gentle kisses on my shoulder while my heart thuds loudly in my chest.
“Wow,” I whisper as our breathing returns to normal.
I hear him chuckle into my neck. “I'll never get enough of you.” He pulls away from me, flips my body, and lifts me so I can wrap myself around him. He adjusts himself so his mammoth dick isn't swinging in the breeze and we make our way to the elevator with my body clinging to his. I’m too blissed out to even care if someone could possibly see us as we step inside.
We make it inside his apartment unscathed and head towards his bathroom. Wes places me on the stool near the tub and turns on the water. “We need to get you all cleaned up, baby,” he says while pouring in the bubble bath I used earlier. I couldn't imagine ending our evening any other way.
“As long as you're joining me.” I wink at him.
“Oh, there's no way you could stop me a second time.” He lets out a sexy laugh, throwing his head back. God, he is so sexy. I am one lucky lady.
Once the water has filled and is to Wes’s liking, we both climb in. He settles down on one side of the tub and I go to sit opposite of him, only to have my hips pulled to nestle in between his spread thighs. He lathers up his hands with soap and begins caressing my shoulders. I feel myself melting into him. He thoroughly washes my body from head to toe, taking special care of his favorite places. I only know they’re his favorites because he explains how perfect they are as he explores each one.
As I lay in this tub with my King beside me, I contemplate what life is going to be like after this weekend. How can I go back to L.A. and leave him here in New York? Could we make a long-distance relationship work? I mean, I do have the potential business opportunity here in the city, but am I jumping too quickly?
I can't help but feel like this is it for me. There will be no one else who can compete with Wesley for my heart and soul. He has both and has held them for as long as I can remember. I know this is something that we desperately need to discuss, but for now, I'm going to savor this moment. I’ve missed this... his hands on me, the feel of his warm body against mine, and his never-ending whispers of adoration.
Eleven
Iwake up feeling sated and happy-as-fuck with Sloan draped over my chest. This weekend has been indescribable. I’ve always craved Lo, but the things I am feeling after just thirty-six hours of being together are blowing my mind.
That sense of complete happiness quickly turns to dread when I check my phone to see what time it is. I unfortunately have to take Lo to the airport today, but I’m thankful she changed her itinerary to a later flight as opposed to the ass crack of dawn it originally was.
I also notice for the hundredth time this weekend there are several texts from Danni. I’ve ignored every single one… putting her thread on silent.
But of course, in her head, she always gets what she wants, and she can’t handle the rejection, hence her incessant messages. I need to have a talk with her and make her understand.
Me: If you want to talk, be home at 5. I’ll be over then.
I refuse to focus another second of my last few hours with Sloan on Danni. Instead, I turn my attention to the Goddess lying beside me.
She looks perfect in my bed… like it’s meant for her to be here every morning. My gut twists with the thought of her not being here tomorrow and the unknown of our future. I want to give her everything and never let her go again, but I know I need to be patient. Unable to keep my hands to myself, I stroke her soft hair… tucking a strand behind her ear so I can admire her gorgeous face.
She starts to stir, and I drop a few kisses on her head. When she looks up at me, face free of makeup with the biggest smile in place, I swear I could die a happy man. Well, maybe after at least one more time inside of her. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her perfect pussy.
“Good morning. Whatcha thinking about?” she says while her hand caresses my chest.
“Oh, ya know, just thinking how perfect you and your pussy are.”
She busts out in a giggle and playfully swats at me.
“Uh huh, well tell me more,” she whispers seductively.
“Trust me, we will get to that in a second, but first I really want to talk about what happens when you go back to L.A. before we get sidetracked.”
