Chapter 11 #3
Mia wrestled the band of my shorts down, along with my briefs until my cock sprang free. Her eyes settled on it hesitantly. She swallowed, entranced, and then ran her thumb from the bead of pre-cum at the tip down my shaft. My head rolled back with a grunt. "Christ.”
She pumped her wrist slowly, kissing my chest, and I thought I might explode. Feeling her like that, all over my body, heat coiled in my abdomen. I was swelling in her hand with every glorious twist of her palm.
I had to be inside her.
She had the same thought, because she dropped from her knees to the floor, dragging me on top of her. Our lips crashed together and my hips notched between hers, grinding to find some friction against her warmth. My pulse pounded in my ears. "Are we about to do something stupid, Mia?"
She nodded. "Yes."
"You're going to let me fuck you?"
Mia squirmed beneath me, rubbing herself in small circles against the underside of my cock.
I sat up, reaching into the pocket of my shorts that were pooled at my knees for a condom before kicking them all the way off. I tore at the foil with my teeth and rolled the rubber down my shaft.
"Do you just carry that around?" She giggled, though the sound tore away when I situated myself back onto her, running the head of my dick through her center slowly.
"I might have stopped on the way here," I confessed distractedly.
My mind was elsewhere. It was at the tightness enveloping me, the inch by inch of her flesh wrapping around me as I pushed inside Mia Russo in the most gentlemanly way I could.
Then, I hit a point of need so wanton it was like a pit opening in my lower stomach and I drove deep with a hard snap of my hips.
Her mouth fell open, a scream of complete satisfaction filling the empty room.
Mia's legs wrapped around me as I thrust into her again, and again.
Each pump of my hips earned an equally pleased whine of relief out of her.
Sweat dripped from my temple. The room was a fog of humidity, heavy breathing, sex, a storm as perfect as the one outside.
"God, you feel so fucking good," I mumbled, pressing my forehead into her neck, grinding steadily as her hips came up to meet mine. "So tight, so beautiful. No wonder I'm losing my mind over you. It's never going to stop now that I’ve had this."
Mia purred, lips cresting into a smile. She pulled me up by the hair and we kissed. Kissed like we were starved, kissed until we had to come up for air and I could feel her arousal trickling around my cock.
"Fuck, you're going to make me cum," she whimpered. "Keep going."
That put me on the edge instantly. I rounded my hips, driving into her in long strokes and hiked her legs farther up my back, plunging deeper.
We both let out equally devastating moans of pleasure.
Her core tightened around my cock, small spasms fluttering, and I dipped down, taking her breast into my mouth again as I steeled myself to give her that orgasm before mine overcame me.
"Yes, Mia," I praised. "Good girl, baby. Good girl, let go for me."
Her back arched, fingers pressing into my skin, eyes shuttering closed.
She squeezed hard around me, and my balls drew tight, no longer able to pull out all the way.
I pulsed inside her at the same moment her legs started shaking and she cried out in breathless, clipped moans, like a wave had crashed through us both. It might have.
I thought I could hear her pulse beating outside her body while we lay there connected in the aftermath.
Mia collapsed limply onto the floor and pushed her hair off her face, taking deep breaths. I kissed her lips softly, her nose, then her forehead. She couldn't open her eyes but she was grinning nonetheless.
"My god." I pulled out with a grunt and she sucked in air through her teeth like soreness had already settled in.
My skin was so slick with sweat I felt like I was wearing an extra layer.
"Be nice if that shower worked right about now.
" I plopped down on my back beside her, rolled the condom off and tied it, realized there was no good place to put it, and flung it a few feet away.
"Gonna need to redo the floors up here anyway. "
Mia laughed wistfully, finally opening her eyes and looking toward me. "You're still set on this one? After all that convincing I just did?"
I found her hand on the floor beside mine and tangled our fingers together. "I want it," I said. "I know when I want something, and I need to have it now. I can't imagine anything else."
Mia twisted her lips, staring up at the ceiling, at the dark clouds in the skylights. Rain still pattered, though less aggressively against the glass. It was peaceful, serene. I wished quietly that we didn't have to get up off this floor, in this empty house, and go about life separately.
"As your realtor, I would advise against it," she said.
"As my Mia?"
She dropped her chin to her shoulder, staring into my eyes so intensely it felt like she could see through me. I brought our intertwined fingers to my lips and kissed the back of her hand.
"Then I'd say, go with your gut," she answered in a voice so small it was a whisper. "Do something stupid."
"I'm really good at that."