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“I was trying to figure out why you were—okay, I’m gonna need you to stay still for a second because I cannot think when my pussy is shouting at me.” A chuckle rakes his whole body as he shudders laughter above me. “It’s not funny. I can’t think straight.”
He laughs again, but it’s more controlled now and under his breath as he lifts his head to look into my eyes. “I think I want you to not think straight. Isn’t that the point of sex?” he says, rolling into me again.
“Baby,” I plead for him to continue or to stop so I can figure out what was wrong. I have no idea, but I rarely call him that during sex, so he pauses.
“Don’t ask me why I was fidgeting. Just know that I’m taking you somewhere this weekend. But that’s all you’re getting from me.” He pins me with a stare that says, ‘No arguments. “Now, if you don’t mind, I want to make my wife come so I can fuck her into the mattress.”
My mind is still stuck on the little bit of information he gave me about going away this weekend, and I feel the blood draining from my limbs. How can I go away when the shelter is so up in the air? What if something goes wrong? One of the animals needs me?
“Did you hear me, sweetheart?” His deep voice breaks my spiral.
“I did.”
He doesn’t buy it. “I don’t think you did, so I’m going to say it again. I need to make my wife come and fuck her into this mattress.” He pauses, making sure I’m paying attention. “Did you get all that, or do you need to have another internal freak out? I can guarantee my way is more fun.”
My breath hitches when he moves his hand slowly underneath my t-shirt and I forget all those worries when he brushes skin on skin. “Your way, definitely your way.” I close my eyes and just feel his big hands moving against me, awakening every inch of me as he moves north. When he grazes the underside of my boob, I clench my thighs as his hips roll forward again.
“I want you so fucking badly. The thought of me sinking my dick inside that tight little pussy makes me want to blow right now.” He growls, my hands drifts to his arse as I push him into me again. “What I’d do to fuck you bare and feel every single muscle spasm as you come.” He picks up the pace, our hips meeting with such pleasure and friction that I’m writhing beneath him.
“Do it. I want you,” I pant.
He stops and kisses the tip of my nose. “Soon, sweetheart, but not tonight. I need to take my time when it happens and tonight, I’m running out of patience.” The intensity in his eyes makes me burn from the inside out. “Lose the t-shirt,” he demands, his words going straight to my needy clit.
I do as he says, and he’s ripping open a condom with his teeth and rolling it onto his length. God, the man has the Ferrari of dicks. It’s perfectly thick, not painfully big, but plenty big enough to reach your g-spot, which I’m hoping is about to happen.
He leans over me, imposing and sexy like some sort of dark god, the flecks of grey in his beard catching the low light in the room. Lining himself up to my sex, he only dips the tip inside as my greedy walls contract, needing more. “Harrison, I need you inside me like right fucking now,” I whimper, my eyes rolling closed with frustration.
When I open them, he keeps me trapped in his gaze, and it's clear he wants my attention because when I don’t waver, he slowly and purposefully sinks inside me. Rippling inch after rippling inch.
I try to roll my hips to meet his when he bottoms out, but he stops me by pinning my hips to the bed. “I’m pretty sure I’m the one doing the fucking here, sweetheart.”
Just as I nod and think he’s going to pound into me for punishment, he slowly draws back and eases back in with the most sensual noise I’ve ever heard.
“Fuck, Zoey. You were made for me.”
My body begs him for more, but he doesn’t relent in his slow and devious torture of me. My clit pulses between us, my nipples ache for his mouth. “Harrison, baby, you’re killing me.”
I’m close to the point of insanity as a fog drifts over me. I clench my sex around him and he stutters. “Ohhh, fuck me.” His eyes close and open with a new flame burning behind them. “You think you can top from the bottom, sweetheart?”
I smile wickedly, clenching again, and I feel him pulse inside me. “I think I c—”
My words are interrupted by the force of him pushing into me wildly. He’s sinking, growling, claiming, and I’m so fucking here for it. “Yes, more.”
He slows and immediately the intensity goes from a roaring need to a deep throbbing again, I all but whimper. Dipping his head next to my ear, he whispers. “You can try to top from the bottom all you want, but I’m the one in control here. I get to say when you come and how hard you come.”
My mouth is dry, my pussy is soaked, and my body is on fire. “Make me come then, mountain man.”
He smirks and pumps into me enough that each connection of our bodies sends a slap to my clit, making me desperate and breathless. When he sucks on my nipple, my orgasm hits me out of nowhere, making me cry out. “Oh, my God!” I scream. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuuuuck.”
I come so fucking hard I couldn’t tell you what year it is. “Fuck, I can feel you coming,” he whispers into my neck, and he gives one final thrust as he comes too.
Chapter 37
Harrison
Shelooksbeautifulthismorning, lying naked on our bed, with just the covers over her lower half. She looks especially beautiful when she looks at me like she wants to kill me after what I just told her.
“You’re taking me camping?” she mutters with a tone that implies she wants me to say ‘jokes, we’re going to a spa’. I’m not joking though.
