Chapter Twelve Raw
Rhodes
My cock pulses at her words before my brain even fully processes them.
I knew she was perfect for me, but now I have to fight the urge to propose to her right here with my dick inside of her.
I won’t, though. Something like that is huge, and I’m mature enough not to toss that question out like it isn’t something I take seriously.
I think.
“Fuck, you really meant it, huh, sweetheart? Pussy is mine.” Sliding out of her, I lean in to kiss her lips as I pull the condom off, then let her watch me as I pour some of it on my fingers. “See how much you made me come?”
She nods quickly, squirming as she spreads her legs wider for me. “Quick, while it’s still hot.”
I let the rest of it drip down onto her belly button and run my fingers through it, guiding it down to her sensitive pussy so I can watch her twitch as I roll my cum on her clit. “I’m clear, baby. I’ve been tested and I always use protection.“
We both moan when I slip my cum-soaked fingers inside her pussy, savoring the moment and wishing she’d have said it a minute earlier. But seeing her covered like this... it’s worth it.
“Me too. Deeper.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I joke, curling my fingers and spinning them so it gets all over her walls — so I mark all of her. “Tell me I can fuck you raw next time, pretty girl.”
“Yes,” she moans, staring at me all wide-eyed and almost shocked. “Is this what it feels like?”
My gaze flies up to hers and I freeze. “Baby, has no dude ever come inside you?”
She shakes her head slowly. “Not in me, on me, or anywhere near me. I’ve always made guys wear condoms, even for blow jobs.”
This feels like a gift I don’t deserve, but my cock is already so damn hard again I can’t find it in me to stop it. “Thank you for trusting me, Mila. Fuck, I already need you again.”
“So lay down,” she says quietly. “Let me.”
I kiss her as I run my cock through the mess on her skin, and then flip our positions to let her straddle me.
My hungry girl slips down on my cock like it’s nothing this time and rolls her hips, palms planted on my chest.
I can still see my cum on her stomach, feel it inside her. “Fuck, you feel so amazing,” I admit, needing her to know. “Love being raw inside of you.”
Mila trembles as she moves a little faster. “Will you come inside me this time?”
“Hell fucking yes,” I growl, nails digging into her perfect skin. “You been thinking about how it might feel, baby?”
“Since the first time you brought it up,” she admits, letting out a quiet squeak when I feel her squirt on me just a little.
“That’s my girl,” I praise. “So fucking perfect.”
I reach up to pinch and tug her nipple bars, egging her on as she bounces and grinds on my cock until even I can feel her legs shaking.
“Your girl,” she repeats breathlessly. “You mean that?”
“Meant it since the day I met you. I didn’t care if it made me look crazy.” I smile up at her to show her I mean it, then grip her throat with one hand, my other finding home on her hip so I can fuck up into her the way we both crave.
My girl goes pliant above me, radiating pleasure as she moans my name and leans into my hands. She’s so good for me, I can see she wants to be — needs to be. It doesn’t matter how strong she is, she needs to hear it. “Being so good for me, sweetheart. I’m already leaking inside your delicious pussy.”
“I can feel it. Fuck, you’re so fucking hot.”
“Yeah?” I slip my fingers in her mouth and tug down on her jaw so she has to look me in the eyes. “You’ve felt this all along too, haven’t you?”
I don’t need her to respond with words, I see it in her eyes as she nods and sucks my fingers. It makes my cock throb inside of her, and I know she feels it. “Feel what you do to me? You’re too damn good, baby. I’m already close.”
Just knowing I’m raw in her is enough to have me there, but feeling her clench around me and turn to jelly pushes me over. “Do it,” she begs. “Be the first to come inside me.”
As if I wasn’t close enough, those words drag out a groan from deep in my chest. “I’ve never done it either, Mila. Fuck. Fuck! Gonna— come!”
I practically whimper as I feel my balls tighten and I release deep inside a woman for the first time. I’ve never allowed myself to do it because I knew I’d feel like I was branding the last woman I’d ever fuck, and as my cum floods her body and I watch her eyes flash excitedly, I know it’s true.
She’s stuck with me now.
“Goddamn, that was the best nut of my life. I just came inside you, woman.” I don’t care how uncool I sound right now as I pull her in for a sloppy, breathless kiss, swallowing her quiet, sated chuckle.
“I didn’t think I’d be able to feel it,” she admits. “But I can. I can feel you throbbing.”
“Still going, too,” I huff. “My cock knows it needs to be as deep as possible to claim what’s ours. Fuck, I need to do that every day.”
“If you keep treating me like this... you can have it every day.” She kisses me again, slower this time, and I’ve never in my life felt closer to someone.
After a few moments of laying tangled together, I brush some of her hair out of her face and meet her gorgeous brown eyes. “How are you doing, baby? Sore?”
“Not yet, but I probably will be soon,” she says quietly. “It’s worth it this time.”
“Only this time, huh?” I say teasingly. “You think you can stand in the shower? I’ll be fast.”
“Oh, come on. I’m not that weak.” Yet as she rolls off me and tries to stand, her legs give out and she barely catches herself on the dresser. “No one saw that.”
“Nope.” I lift her up and kiss all over her face as I carry her there, then set her on the counter to turn on the water. “You feel it in there?”
“Yes.” She squirms, wiggling. “It’s weird but in a good way.”
“Yeah? You think you’d ever go to work like that for me?”
I slot between her legs, watching the way her eyes go from surprise to lust. “You’d want that?”
“You have no idea how much, Mila. Just knowing you’re around other people and I’m still with you...” I pull back to show her my swelling cock even though I don’t plan on doing anything about it yet. “Yeah. I want that.”
She licks her lips slowly. “Then yes, I would.”
“You’re going to have to learn how to be quiet though, sweetheart. Can’t lose anymore customers when I’m taking you in your office. I won’t be able to stay away.”
I carry her into the shower and start with her hair, pleased when she doesn’t fight me. “I’ll be quiet.”
“Good girl. Maybe next time I’ll spank you when we get home, one for every loud noise you make.”
Fuck, that made me hard. Everything with her is making me hard.
And judging by the mischievous glint in her eyes... she’s gonna test me. “Is that so?”
“Woman, we’re gonna have to stop talking unless you want me to take you again. Let me clean you up.”
I take my time with her after that, shampooing and conditioning her hair before I move onto her body, and before I clean between her legs, I take a moment to finger my cum back inside.
“If you keep touching me like that, I’m gonna insist you take me again.”
“Insist, huh?”
Slap.
That definitely didn’t help my cock, but I’m sticking to my word. I need to take care of her first.
“Yes, insist. Beg, maybe... but just shhh. I don’t know if I could handle it right now.”
“I know, baby. We’ll go again in the morning, but tonight you’re going to let me make up for all the other times. Do you like tea at night?”
She wraps her arms around me and puts her head against my chest. “Yes. But which version of you is real?”
“What’s that mean?” I ask, wondering what exactly she’s questioning before I attempt to respond.
“Are you the guy that wants to go on dates, takes things slow, and washes my hair afterward... or are you the guy that openly admitted he’d rather fuck me in an alley than actually spend time with me?” she explains. “Because right now, I want to believe it’s the first one. But up until now, you’ve been acting like the second, and I’m letting you too far in for that.”
That’s... fair.
Nodding, I finish up her body and start on mine. “It wasn’t that I didn’t want to spend time with you. In fact, I tried to multiple times — even after that first time in the alley. But I let my attraction to you cloud my judgment, and it’s my fault it came across like that’s all I wanted. I want to tell you this guy you’re seeing right now is me, but if I’m being honest, I’ve never wanted to wash a girl’s hair until now. I want — no, I need to take care of you tonight, Mila. I hate knowing we fucked and I walked away leaving you sore. That isn’t who I want to be. Who you’re seeing right now is who I want to be. This is who you make me want to be for you. And yeah, I know I have a lot to prove here, but this is me asking you for a chance to show you I can be a man worthy of your affection.”
Slowly, she takes the washcloth from me and runs it over my skin herself. “Okay, giant. You’ve got your chance.”
Smiling, I tilt her gaze up to meet mine and kiss her. “Thank you.”
Once we’re finished up in the shower, I get her into one of my shirts and make her some tea, tucking her into bed before I run out to my car for my gym bag. I always keep a clean outfit in there for whenever I randomly end up at the gym.
When I join her in bed again, I start with massaging her hands. “What’s your favorite food?”
The poor girl is half asleep as she watches me. “I love food. Don’t make me pick a favorite.”
Fuck, that’ll make my plan difficult, but it’s fine. I got this. “Alright, sleepy girl. Close your eyes. I’ll still be here in the morning.”
She curls against me and exhales long and slow, like she’s releasing the weight of the world from her shoulders as she lays on mine. “Goodnight, Rhodes. Thanks for crashing the party tonight.”
“Anytime.”
I fall asleep with a dumbass smile on my face, and with how well we sleep, I know that smile is warranted. Mila Winters was worth the fucking work.
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We sleep so well, in fact, we wake up too late to go another round. It’s torture seeing her rush around to do her makeup and hair and not be able to take her, but when she’s all done and we kiss goodbye, I know she wants me soon.
She’s not done with me, and maybe allowing myself to be a little vulnerable last night is the reason. Either way, I’m glad we’re finally on this ride together.
When lunchtime hits, I start walking over there a little too excitedly, but my sister calls before I can even reach the door. “Hey. What’s up, sis?”
“I still love it when you call me that. Did I catch you around lunch? I’m outside.”
Fuck.
It’s not that I didn’t want to have lunch with Sapphire, but I really wanted to go annoy Mila. “Yeah, I was about to go. I’ll be right out.”
Squeezing into her Acura is as hard as always, but we share a laugh about it before heading to Wrapz to get some burrito bowls. Sapphire is easy to talk to. It’s probably why we’ve gotten so close over the last month or so, and after we bullshit for a while and she tells me about her new boyfriend, I go into more details about Mila.
She already knew I was pining for her, but after I gush about our time together last night, she teases me for being in love. I know we’re not there yet, but I get a strange feeling in my stomach when I consider the fact that I’m already on that road.
It gets me in my own head for a little bit after that, but when I part from Sapphire and head back inside Bad Habits, I send Mila a message to let her know I’m thinking about her.
Me: We really need to stop meeting like this. Can I get your real phone number yet?
Mila: Almost, giant. Let’s see how you do on our date first.
I’m grinning way too hard when I go back to work, and even though a few people tease me about it, I can’t find it in me to care.
I have a big date to plan.