Chapter 52 Sierra
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
sierra
My hand slipped beneath the waistband of Hayden’s sweatpants, cupping his hardening length. A groan slipped from his lips, and he gripped my waist as I nipped his earlobe between my teeth.
“How’s your arm?” I asked, not wanting to go any further if he was in any sort of pain. The doctors had told him to take it easy, and I was sure sex was on the list of activities to hold off on.
“It’s fine,” he bit out through a moan, his hand sliding down to squeeze my ass. “Don’t stop.”
Hooking my fingers in the waistband of his sweats and boxers, I pulled them down to his knees. His cock lay hard against his stomach, and I wrapped my hand around it, pumping the length a few times. His hips bucked as I swiped my thumb across the crown, pre-cum gathering in a bead at the tip.
I scooted further down the bed, toward Hayden’s knees, as he rolled onto his back. I took his length into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip and using a hand to stroke it while I sucked.
“S-Sierra,” Hayden moaned, his fingers grasping the top of my head.
I bobbed up and down, taking him deeper and deeper while my eyes bounced up to his face. He’d thrown his head back in pleasure, mouth gaped. My eyes watered as his tip hit the back of my throat, but I kept a steady pace.
“F-fuck, Sierra. I’m going to come if you keep this up.”
I sat up, his cock coming out of my mouth with a pop. “That’s kind of the point, babe.”
His length was wet with my spit, and I grasped it in my hand, pumping it a few more times before taking off my clothes and throwing them to the side.
Hayden, after seeing what I was doing, pulled his shirt over his head and kicked his pants off so we were both naked.
My hands dragged down my body to my clit and, using two fingers, I rubbed circles on the sensitive spot. Hayden pumped his cock as he watched me touch myself, lust shining in his gaze.
“Come here, love.” He patted my leg, and I moved my body so I was straddling him.
Hayden guided his cock inside me as I sank down on him, a sigh falling from my lips at the sudden fullness.
I rocked my hips, adjusting to his size. His fingers dug into my waist, holding me down.
Leaning forward, I moved up and down on his cock, my breasts bouncing in front of me. My hands gripped the sheets next to Hayden’s body, and he leaned forward to kiss me, pinching my nipple with one hand and cupping my jaw with the other.
“You’re so good, Sierra. Keep doing that,” he gasped, falling back onto the sheets.
“Hayes,” I moaned while I rode him, long locks of my hair falling into my face as my back arched. “You’re so b-big.”
Every time I had sex with Hayden felt like the first time, his size stretching and filling me. Emotionally, it felt that way, too, like he was breaking down all the walls I’d built up around my heart the past five years.
My pussy clenched around his cock, and he bucked his hips, meeting me stroke for stroke.
Sitting back up, I pressed a hand on the center of his chest as I rocked my hips back and forth. Hayden’s length brushed against my clit with every movement, sending shockwaves through my body.
His nose scrunched and eyes squeezed as I ground my hips against his, so I paused for a moment.
My face twisted in concern. “Are you okay? Am I hurting you?”
Ocean-blue eyes stared into mine as he shook his head. “No, Sierra, you’re not hurting me. The opposite, actually. I want to fuck you so badly.” He lifted me off him, moving as though he intended to switch our positions.
“But your shoulder,” I started to protest.
“We’ll take it easy. I’ll be careful, I promise.” He planted a kiss on my forehead. “Will you get on your hands and knees for me?”
My core clenched as I crawled up to the headboard on my hands and knees, switching spots with Hayden. Over my shoulder, I watched Hayden pump his cock in his hand then guide it toward my entrance, slipping inside with ease.
A heavy sigh turned into a moan as he started to move, sliding deeper and deeper with each thrust. My back arched as he pressed his weight into me, my body tightening like a coil around him.
This position, this angle, was too much all at once. Every nerve in my body was on edge, pleasure racking through my veins.
“Oh, Sierra, fuck,” he cursed, gripping my hips so he could pound into me harder and faster. “You’re…squeezing me so tight.”
“Hayes.” My eyelids fluttered as an orgasm crashed over me. My heart pounded in my chest, my entire body begging for more of him. “I’m coming, Hayden.” His name fell off my lips like a prayer, and my back bowed off the bed, breasts pressing deeper into the soft sheets.
“I’m almost there, love,” Hayden breathed out in a half moan, half stutter.
I didn’t think I could come again so fast, but when his pace quickened, stars scattered around my vision as he brought me over the edge for a second time. His cock twitched, and my name accompanied with a string of expletives fell from his mouth as his cum spilled inside me.
After gathering his composure, he slowly inched out of me with a sigh. His release dripped down my thighs, and he quickly grabbed a towel to clean up, wiping the cloth across my inner thighs before pressing it against my center.
He flopped down on the bed next to me. “Come here.” He patted his chest, and I rolled so I could rest my head on him.
His fingers raked through my hair, scratching my scalp. I sighed, snuggling closer to him to absorb his warmth.
“I could get used to this,” he whispered with a smile.
“Me, too,” I admitted, and for once, it wasn’t a lie. With my father gone, the fear that had found a home inside me had started to dissipate. I could really picture myself staying here with Hayden and the horses and his rowdy group of friends.
“I love you, Skip. With everything that I am. You’re not just my moon and stars, you’re my entire universe,” Hayden murmured into my hair, his hand sliding down to my back where he started rubbing slow circles.
“I love you, too, Hayes. Always have, always will.”