Chapter 9
CHAPTER NINE
The rougher Jolie tugged on my hair, the harder I sucked her clit. It wasn’t long before she screamed, with a string of cuss words leaving her lips.
When her body stopped jerking and her orgasm began to wane, I let up, grinning.
“Jesus,” she breathed raggedly, staring like she was mesmerized by me. Her flushed chest heaved while she tried to recover. “Never felt anything quite like that before,” she muttered, her blue eyes glittering in the dim room light.
Changing position, I sat back on my calves, admiring the glow on her face. The air felt weighted from the sexual chemistry in the gaze we shared as I reached for the condoms and tore one off from the strip.
“Oh, God,” she muttered, when her focus dropped from my face to my cock.
Flames of desire burned in her gaze the moment it met mine again.
Even without those words, Jolie’s anticipation of what was to come had been evident from the rapid pulse near her belly button.
I rolled on the condom and placed my crown at her entrance.
“There can be no regrets once I’m inside you,” I warned. “You’re sure you want this?”
“No, but I need it,” she replied honestly.
“This can’t be a one-time thing,” I reassured her.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” she replied. There was a note of sadness in her tone that made me determined that what we were doing should be more.
Slowly, I shifted her legs wider and sank deep inside her. “Fuck,” I ground out once I’d bottomed out and stilled with her internal walls snugged tightly surrounding me.
Shifting position, Jolie crossed her ankles behind my back and dug her heels in to pull me closer.
“You, okay?” I inquired. A question I rarely asked a girl since most of them took what they wanted from me.
She nodded, a frown on her pretty face. “Now that we’re here, I’m afraid I might disappoint you.”
Bending I kissed her lips until I felt all tension leave her body, then I pulled back to look at her. “Jolie, you could never disappoint me. Put your hand on my chest over my heart,” I instructed to let her feel my wildly beating heart. “Feel what you do to me?”
Shaking her head in disbelief, she took a deep breath and sighed. “Right, fuck me, Lou—”
My name died on her lips as I took her fast for a minute then settle into a less demanding pace.
“Fuck, I never thought I’d ever—” I broke off mid-sentence when I felt her tighten around me.
“Give it to me … come on, I want to feel that wet heat wash over me,” I admitted.
It was all the encouragement Jolie had needed because her walls crushed my cock and her eyes rolled back in her head.
Holding her tight, I fucked her slower through her orgasm, kissing her to absorb her screams, and once I was happy, she could handle me again, I pounded her harder.
Minutes later, I felt that familiar squeeze on my cock that warned me Jolie was coming again, and I let myself fall over the edge with her, coming harder than I had in years.
Usually, I wasn’t the type to come easily, but I guessed the unique chemistry we shared had a part to play in my much quicker release.
Panting, I rolled off her and laid on my back, fumbling between us until I found her hand and laced her fingers in mine.
Turning my head to see her, I noted a tear streak down the side of her face and instantly rolled toward her.