25. Ari
twenty-five
Ari
It’s so hot when Lucia tells me what to do.
She’s not the least bit shy in the bedroom, and it’s such a fucking turn-on.
“Am I wearing too much clothing for you, Spitfire?” I tease, standing upright, loosening the tie around my neck, and plucking at the buttons of my shirt. They’re both soaked, thanks to Lucia’s orgasm.
She doesn’t have to tell me how good I am; I’ve got all the evidence I need right here.
“Yes,” she answers, propping herself up on her elbows. “I’m literally completely naked over here, and you haven’t taken off a damn thing.”
I leer my eyes over her body, not even attempting to disguise the way I’m looking at her.
Perky nipples. Satisfied smile. Dripping cunt.
Lucia Torres is hot as hell.
Maybe that’s why I’m here again.
Never in my life have I hooked up with the same person twice, but all I can think about anymore is sinking inside Lucia again.
I’m desperate to hear her moans, feel the way she squeezes my cock as she comes.
Once wasn’t enough with her, but I’m hoping two times takes care of the itch I can’t seem to scratch.
I lick my lips as I stare her down. “You look good like that, Luc.”
“Naked?”
I slip off my tie and push my shirt down my shoulders. “Naked and unashamed. You know you’ve got a good body, and you love showing it off.”
Lucia sits up now, helping me with my belt as she gazes at me playfully. “You think I’ve got a good body?”
“I have eyes, sweetheart. I’m not immune to pretty women, even the ones that spend two years professing their dislike of me.”
With my belt undone, I hook my hand into the waistband and shove them down my legs with my boxers, letting my cock bob free. Lucia wastes no time in reaching out and wrapping her hand around it. “Maybe I’d like you more if you stopped talking and fucked me again.”
“Believe me, Luc,” I say, leaning down and bracketing my body over top of her. “Tonight’s not over until I have you screaming for me. Until you wake up the entire floor by letting them know exactly how much you need me.”
She presses a finger to my lips. “I don’t need you, Ari. I just want some good sex.”
I grind myself against her thigh. “I’ll give you mind-blowing sex instead.”
Lucia shakes her head. “You’re so fucking cocky.”
“I just know what I’m capable of. You didn’t come back for seconds because I’m not good in bed.”
“You know, I thought we put that mouth to good use already, but I can see it wasn’t enough. I might have to put you on your knees again and punish you.”
I chuckle darkly. “Baby, eating your pussy is hardly a punishment.”
She looks at me, confused. “Baby?”
“What’s wrong with that?” I ask.
“You’ve just never called me baby,” Lucia shrugs. “I just thought you were a ‘sweetheart’ kinda guy.”
“Oh,” I stammer. “I’m… both.”
She seems like she wants to prod more, but she thankfully drops it.
I’m sure as hell not both.
I’m a ‘baby’ kinda guy.
I’ve never called anyone sweetheart… until I hooked up with Lucia.
And I don’t really want to unpack why I did that.
“Go grab a condom, Ari.”
“Desperate to get fucked, Lucia?”
She rolls her eyes. “I’m horny, and unless you want to just watch me get myself off, go grab a condom so you can fuck me.”
As much as I would love to watch that, I’d much rather be inside her tonight, so I stand up quickly, walking over to the table where I left the condoms I brought over with me.
Behind me, I hear Lucia start to double over in laughter. “Oh my God!”
I sigh and chuckle, grabbing a condom and walking back to the bed with her. “Yes, sweetheart?”
“You have a tattoo on your ass.”
“I do.”
Got drunk with Cole at our hitting coach’s wedding when we were on the Huskers and decided I should get a tattoo that night.
Not my finest decision, but I’ve made worse.
Lucia covers her mouth with her hand, trying to hide her teasing smile. “Ari, you have a fucking ear of corn on your ass cheek.”
I can’t help but laugh with her this time. “I was drunk, and we were in Kansas. Corn was the first thing I thought of.”
She’s still fighting through fits of giggles like this is the funniest goddamn thing. “That is the stupidest tattoo I’ve ever seen.”
“You’re doing a whole lot of teasing for someone who says she wants to get fucked.”
“I’m sorry,” she says, literally wiping a tear from her eye from laughing so hard. “That was very unexpected, though.”
“Yeah, I get it,” I state, prowling over to her. “I have a stupid tattoo on my ass. You want me to fuck you or not?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “I’m done laughing. I promise.”
“That’s what I thought.”
I lean down and capture her lips as we move ourselves up the bed, Lucia’s head resting on a pillow before she flips herself on top of me.
God, she looks good right there.
She wraps her hand around my dick, lightly stroking me as I let out a breath. “These fucking piercings…”
I smirk at her. “You like them, Spitfire?”
“Yes. God, they felt so damn good, Ari.”
I palm the back of her head and bring her mouth to mine. In doing that, Lucia rests her pussy right on top of my cock, and she starts grinding against it.
“Shit,” I breathe.
“Fuck,” she moans. “They feel so good on my clit.”
“Then use me to make yourself come. Come like this, and then you can come on my cock.”
Lucia kisses me again, thrusting her tongue into my mouth as she continues to move over me. I need her to come soon, or this night will be over a lot sooner than either of us wants.
But she’s rubbing her wet pussy over my dick, and it feels fucking amazing.
I have the urge to just slide inside of her while she does it, but I fight off the impulsive thought. I’m certainly not fucking her bare, no matter how good that might feel.
I start rolling my hips upward while she moves over me, and her motions become faster.
“Come on, Lucia,” I manage through heavy breaths. “Give me your cum, and then you can slide down on top of me.”
She circles a few more times before hitting her peak, crying out as she comes.
Fuck, I need to be inside of her now.
I grab the condom and rip the foil open, intent on sliding it on. Lucia gains her bearings again, though, and takes it from me instead, quickly sheathing me before positioning me right between her legs.
Slowly, she starts sinking down, and the head of my cock disappears inside her.
I have to bite my lip. She’s still so fucking tight.
“Ari…” she moans, sinking further down.
“Yeah?” I ask, holding onto her hips to help steady her.
“You have a really good dick.”
Without warning, she slides all the way down, taking me to the hilt.
“Fuck,” I groan.
Lucia doesn’t give either of us time to adjust before she pushes up on her knees and sinks back down again.
She throws her head back and sighs. “You feel so good inside of me. Your cock fits my pussy perfectly.”
God, her dirty talk is going to do me in.
“Yeah,” I say as she starts bouncing on me like I’m a goddamn toy. “That’s why you take me so well.”
“Mhmm.” Lucia moans again, and I’m trying like hell not to be a two-pump chump right now. “I love how it feels when I stretch around you.”
“Shit, Luc.”
“You like that, baby?” she asks, leaning down and brushing her lips over mine, grinding against me now. “You like how my pussy stretches over your pretty cock?”
“So fucking much,” I moan, giving in to the moment. “Do you have any idea how incredible you feel, Lucia? You’re so goddamn tight and warm.”
“So wet, too,” she smirks, pushing herself back up and sliding down on me again. “I feel so good around you, don’t I?”
“So good, sweetheart. So fucking good.”
“That’s why you’re back for more, isn’t it?”
I start driving up into her, causing her to squeal and grab my shoulders for support. “I’m back for more because your cunt is fucking perfect. Never been inside anyone like you.”
Lucia starts kissing up my neck as I keep fucking into her, bringing myself dangerously close to the edge already. “You’ll never find anyone else like me, Ari.”
“No, I don’t think I will,” I admit. My balls are tightening, and I can’t hold back much longer. “I need you to come again, sweetheart. Tease that little clit and clench around my cock. I need one more from you before I give you my cum.”
She doesn’t like being submissive, but she listens anyway, sliding her fingers between her legs and rubbing circles while she moans.
“Mmm.”
“Lucia…” I say, desperation in my tone. “I need you to come.”
She keeps teasing her clit as she bounces again, meeting every one of my thrusts. When she takes me deeper than before, her eyes fly open, and she pulses around me.
“Ari!” she screams. “Yes, just like that!”
That pulls my own orgasm out of me. I feel the aftershocks of hers as I let go, spilling everything inside me into the latex between us.
Lucia collapses onto my chest while we’re both breathing heavily.
We’re silent for a few minutes before either of us has enough composure to move. She kisses me one time before rolling off of me and landing on her back beside me.
“You have to admit,” I say, turning to face her. “It’s not mediocre.”
She busts out laughing. “No, it’s not mediocre, Ari.”
Glad she thinks so, because while the first time was good, this time was something else.
Lucia Torres is now, hands down, the best sex I’ve ever had.
“Let me relax a few more minutes, and I’ll get out of your hair.”
“Okay,” she sighs contentedly.
She’s glowing and thoroughly fucked, happier than I’ve ever seen her.
But I have a problem.
Because this didn’t scratch anything for me.
If anything, my itch for her has grown, and it’s going to fucking consume me.
She’s already the only person I’ve ever wanted twice.
Now, I’m pretty sure she’ll be the only person I ever want more than that.
I think I might be addicted to Lucia.