Chapter 19 #2
Reaching around, I pull her flush against my body and claim her lips with mine. Her arms wrap around me as she rises to her tiptoes. “You sure, beautiful?” I ask, almost without breaking the kiss.
“Very sure, Cade. Hurry. Please.” Her words are a plea, thick with desperation, and I’m too weak to deny her anything.
“Hang on,” I say, right before grabbing her under the ass and lifting.
She squeals as her legs wrap around my waist; my cock nestled perfectly between us. “I’m gonna break you,” she insists, locking her ankles behind my back.
“I got you. Don’t you worry about me,” I tell her, pulling back just a bit. “Now, put me where you want me.”
She reaches between us and wraps her fingers around my cock. I can feel the precum leaking into the condom as she shifts her position enough to move me to her entrance. When I feel the head of my cock slide into her body, I meet her eyes and slowly push forward.
It’s pure fucking heaven.
The best feeling in the entire world.
When I’m fully seated inside her, I stop, letting her adjust to my invasion and for me to try to catch my bearings. She’s so fucking tight, and even though the caveman in me wants to move, to claim her in every way possible, I refuse to give in.
I brush my lips against hers softly. “Cade,” she moans as she tries to wiggle.
“Relax, beautiful. I got you,” I encourage, feeling her internal muscles let go a little as I deepen the kiss. “That’s it. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I won’t break,” she insists, her arms tightening around my neck.
“I know you won’t, but I need to give you a few seconds to adjust.” I run my lips across her jaw and down her neck, feeling her pussy ripple around me. She’s sensitive there, something I make mental note on for later.
Finally, I start to move. My pace is slow at first, my cock pulling out to the head before pushing all the way back in, but as the minutes pass, things start to pick up. My body starts to move on its own, fueled by the sweet noises she makes and the way she grinds against me.
My legs and arms are starting to burn, but I ignore the discomfort. My entire focus is on this woman, on making her come. My hips start to thrust harder, driving into her as we both chase our release. Her muscles start to tighten, and I can tell she’s close. “You wanna come, beautiful?”
My question causes her internal muscles to spasm. “Oh God,” she replies, her eyes closed as she just…feels.
“I can tell you’re almost there. Your pussy is squeezing my cock. It’s gonna feel so fucking good when you explode. Do you want to come, Oaklee?”
A whimper falls from her lips.
I thrust up and roll my hips, letting my pubis rub against her clit. She cries out as her nails dig into my shoulders. She’s so tight and pulsing, it’s almost hard to move, but I manage. I pull out and thrust again, doing the same roll of my hips to rub against her clit.
The third time is the charm.
Oaklee comes hard, her muscles gripping me so tight it triggers my own release. I rock forward, unable to open my eyes as I fill the condom. My body just moves on its own, reveling in the rightness of our joint release. I spasm and jerk until I’m boneless and sated.
I lean forward, pinning her body against the wall. “You all right?” I ask, running my lips down the column of her neck.
“I’m better than all right,” she whispers, a smile stretched across her mouth. When she slowly opens her eyes, she asks, “When can we do that again?”
A bark of laughter erupts from my mouth, and I slide my lips across hers. “I’m gonna need a few minutes to recoup from that.”
She grins, kissing me back. “Maybe we should grab some food. You know, build our strength back up?”
I slowly start to lower her feet to the ground and pull myself out of her body. When she’s standing, I return to the kiss. It’s lazy, yet erotic, as we both come down from the high of release. The truth is, I could kiss this woman every minute of every day and still want more.
Finally, I pry my mouth from hers. “Food is definitely on the table.”
“What else is on the table?” she asks, her coy little smirk making my cock jump.
“Well, if I have my way, you will be…after I feed you.”
A blush spreads up her neck and stains her cheeks. “Hmm, I like the sound of that,” she states, grinning from ear to ear.
“Come on, beautiful. Let’s get cleaned up and figure out what’s for dinner,” I tell her, grabbing the pile of clothes on the floor and taking her hand, leading her to my bedroom. Pointing to the open door, I say, “Bathroom. Take all the time you need.”
She grabs her clothes from the pile and heads inside, closing the door behind her. I remove the condom and toss it in the trash can, grabbing my T-shirt to clean myself off. Then, I slip back on my athletic shorts and retrieve a fresh shirt from my closet.
Just as I’m pulling it over my head, the bathroom door opens and Oaklee emerges. “All yours.”
My feet carry me that way, but not to the bathroom. I stop in front of her and pull her into my arms once more and kiss her lips. “So, dinner first, and then I’ll eat you for dessert. Then what?”
She watches me for a moment before answering, “Then I think I’ll head home.” I open my mouth to comment, but she cuts me off. “I want to keep this what it is, okay? Fun. Two consenting adults enjoying each other’s company however they want, but at the end of the day, I go home or you go home.”
My throat is suddenly thick, because even though I was going to suggest bending her over the couch, to hear her say the words I’ve always said to women is a little unsettling.
The image pops into my head of her in my bed, of her curled at my side as I drift off to sleep, and I’ll be damned if I don’t like it more than I should.
I never let anyone spend the night here, nor do I stay at their place.
We just…move on. That’s always the plan and I make it well known before we even move it toward physical.
This is exactly what she said.
Fun.
Two people enjoying each other’s time and company for a bit and then going their separate ways.
The only problem with that thought is I kinda like hanging out with her, more so than any other woman before her.
That fact alone seems to complicate things a little in my mind.
But I won’t get into that now.
Now, I need to focus on feeding her.
“Deal,” I tell her, taking her hand. “Come on, beautiful. Let’s eat.”