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My knees pressed to the wall, I raked my fingers over my zip but she reached out, helping me work my cock free until the thick length was heavy in her hand. She gripped me in a gentle touch that sent shivers cascading along my spine.
“Spit, honey,” I murmured, breaking our kisses enough to lean back and watch her work me with her hand.
Her eyes flicked up to meet mine, then she dribbled a long stream of drool onto my cock, working the slickness along my skin. I groaned, leaning my weight harder into her so she wouldn't fall as she peeled the wrapper over me, stroking my length and pushing her slim fingers deeper to cup my balls. When she rolled them in her fingers, I lost the ability to form sentences.
“Chloe..."
Her soft little giggle broke my cock/brain fog. Pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, I pushed the other between us, stroking her pussy through her silky little thong until her dampness coated the material. I pushed the lace aside with two fingers, lining myself up with her hole and drew back to watch her face. "I want to see this for the first time."
Her mouth made a beautiful shape as I slid all the way in right until my balls tapped her perfectly round ass cheeks Chloe's head sank back, and she released a hollow sort of scream, both breathless and needy.
I had lied to her. It wasn’t that I had no idea how to go slow, just...not with her, right now. So I fucked the only way I knew, hard and fast and rough and until I ached with her.
And she ached for me.
CHAPTER FIVE
CHLOE
Nick was right. Hefucked hard and rough, and hell, was it everything I ever wanted sex to be. The man fucking me against his bedroom door was the sort I always dreamed about but never acted on. The one who knew what he wanted, and took it, but still somehow managed to be some level of sex god previously unknown.
I could be addicted to Nick Jessop.
Or at least his dick.
No, he stood up for me this morning, showed me something I hadn’t seen about myself. That was this morning? In the space of a day he reorganised my tightly scheduled life and gave me a window into how things could–should–be.
And I loved every second of it.
His mouth crashed over mine again, his kiss a frenzy of need and domination, demanding I open for him. I did exactly that, my body clenching with every thrust of his tongue into my mouth that matched the pace he set with his dick, pulling him tighter, closer so every inch of skin pressed on skin. Sweat built between us as our tongues tangled, sliding and dancing, fighting and duelling.
My pussy tightened, bearing down on him as I came hard, the pleasure ripped from me as I sank bonelessly against the wall.
Nick slowed for a full second, still moving slowly with me as his kisses gentled. “That’s one, honey. I promise you’ll see stars tonight, a whole lot of those fuckers when I'm through with you. Tomorrow too, yeah?” His liquid gaze found and held mine.
A dark sort of promise welled there, one I struggled to interpret.
