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We make the short drive to my rented condo—I’m saving up for a house. Taryn and I decided to sell Mom’s place—the memories were too painful for us to linger there. I use that small profit, along with those of my townhouse’s for now—and I tell her I’ll drive her back to the restaurant tomorrow to get her car, knowing it’s the weekend and neither of us has to work.
I’ve been told I’ll eventually be “on call” for nights and weekends in a rotating manner with the other sports therapists, but I’m too new for that yet. I look over at Christa as we drive, and she looks back at me. I squeeze her hand and hope my nervousness isn’t showing. I thought the second I got out of prison, I’d head straight to a bar and pick up a woman to take out all my aggressions on. That never happened. Once I was home, I had so many other things to do and take care of, the lack of sex kind of fell by the wayside, and I’ve been relieving myself in the shower ever since. But weeks of that is getting old, and I already know Christa’s down for some fun since we’ve texted about it over these last four weeks we’ve been “dating.” We’ve stolen some kisses and pets, but it has never gone farther. I got the feeling she was waiting for me to make the move. Well, after tonight, she’ll be done waiting.
I wanted to fuck her the first night I met her at my welcome home party Taryn and my best friend Carter threw me. But that would have just been a rage-fuck, and I knew as soon as I met Christa, she was worth more than that. Her hard exterior belies the sweet person she is on the inside. The tattoos and piercings are hot to me, and her body is to die for. But I knew I had to wait with her. That night, I was so angry to learn that Carter had hooked up with my little sister. I was pissed off for a long time until they both proved to me that they were good together. That Carter wasn’t using her, and Taryn wasn’t just trying to fulfill some childhood fantasy. She’d always had a crush on him ever since her teens—a crush I ignored and vowed to keep to just a crush. Carter knew I’d pummel him bloody if he ever touched her. I just wish they’d told me about it while I was locked up so it wouldn’t have been such a blow.
I’m okay with it now—mostly. It’s something I’ll have to eventually accept. They’re already house shopping and she’s mentioned babies a time or two. Carter Lockwood a dad? I’ll see it when I believe it.
As soon as I park in my spot, I open her passenger door and help her out. She walks slowly in her sexy-ass heels, and after I unlock the front door, it’s fucking on.
Her purse drops to the floor and she immediately kicks out of her shoes as we kiss. I slam her back against the door, sneaking to lock it as we make out because I’m a paranoid fuck, and run my hands over her chest as she unbuttons my shirt and slides it off over my shoulders.
“Damn, your arms and shoulders are massive!” she breathes, staring wide-eyed at my naked chest.
Wow, talk about a self-esteem boost. I never stopped working out, not in prison, not since I got home. It’s my outlet, my life, my addiction.
“Thanks.” I chuckle, going back to kissing her neck. I run my tongue along her carotid artery and feel it pulse. Her breaths are harsh in my ear and she occasionally expels a breathy moan that has my dick as hard as glass.
“Bedroom,” she says, pushing off from the door and leading me to the only bedroom here, leaving my shirt and her shoes by the door.
Once inside, we practically tear each other’s clothes off. I yank back the comforter and watch as she climbs up the bed. I stop to stare at her as I pull a condom from my pants pocket before stepping out of my jeans, kicking off my shoes since they’re in the way. I set the condom on the bed and gaze at her luscious, creamy body. Tattoos cover both upper arms, and she’s got some writing along her right ribcage. Her waist is small and her thighs and ass are thick and luscious, as are her breasts, which are both pierced with a silver stud. I want to fuck her so bad, I stroke my dick and watch as she bites her lip.
“Come here,” she says demurely, and I climb on the bed, looking down at her glistening cunt.
“First, a taste,” I say, diving between her legs and swirling my tongue along her slit. She cries out when it makes contact with her juicy bud, and while I suck and lick that, I slide her cream along her crack and then into her soaking wet heat. While I eat and finger-fuck her, my cock is so hard I feel like I might prematurely blow. I must give this goddess an orgasm or two before I slip into her.
“Eric!” she cries out, gripping the bed, her head flipped back. Watching her climax is the most beautiful thing in the world, her walls gripping my fingers with delicious pressure.
“Fuck me, please!” she moans, opening her eyes and looking at me.
“Yes, ma’am.” She doesn’t have to tell me twice. I open the package and roll the rubber on, and it grips me tightly. I wish I could bareback her, but that would be irresponsible until we get to know each other better.
I grip both thick thighs and stare down at her wet pussy, line up my cock head at the entrance, and ask, “You sure?”
“Now, please!” she says, opening her arms like she wants a hug.
I smirk and slide home, groaning so loud at how perfectly she grips me, it’s almost embarrassing. Except she squeals out as well, as she rolls her hips in time with mine.
As we rock together, I am dangerously close, so I lean up and rub my thumb along her clit that my cock is dragging against.
“Yes,” she breathes, eyes closed. “Fuck me faster.”
I obey, picking up speed as I lean down to suck one of her nipples into my mouth, sliding the silver bar around with my tongue right when she grips my cock with her slick walls, crying out at another orgasm.
I can’t last. A tingle runs down my spine and my balls become impossibly tight seconds before I explode, cum filling the condom when I wish it was filling her pussy instead.
“Holy fuck,” I cry, rocking my hips against hers as she continues to squeeze me, her red-painted nails digging into my shoulders.
I lean down and kiss her hard, then pull out, sliding the condom off and tossing it somewhere.I’ll clean that up later.
Sliding into bed beside her, I gather her in my arms and kiss her forehead. Her light-brown eyes shine through the window where the moon illuminates our naked bodies, both with a light sheen of perspiration covering us.
I slide some black hair out of her face. “You’re so beautiful,” I murmur.
She grins at the compliment, then leans up and kisses me. We fall asleep almost immediately, but I wake her twice more during the night.
***
“I’ll call you later,” I say as we stand next to her car. I brush hair off her face and give her a crushing kiss, while I hold onto her. “I promise.”
