Chapter 5
FIVE
Walker
“You want this dick?” I asked Sky, her eyes feral as she stared at me from on top of the table, still aroused from the way I’d just finger-fucked her. “Then take off my pants, the same way you took off my shirt.”
The second my order hit her ears, her hands left my face and went straight to work.
The urgency in which she unhooked my belt, button, and zipper showed how badly she wanted me.
So did the expression on her face, the focus she used to get me unclothed.
When she wiggled my pants down my legs, I stepped out of my shoes and left the jeans on the floor.
The only thing separating us now was my boxer briefs.
I held her chin, giving her a quick kiss. “Looks like you do want it.”
“There are no words to describe how much.”
I wrapped her legs around me, holding the top of her ass, and I rubbed my tip against her. She moved with me, moaning as my cock not only grazed her clit, but pushed against her pussy.
“Please.” She dug her nails into my shoulders. “Now.”
Since the condoms were on the nightstand, I lifted her off the wooden top and carried her through the living room, past the bar and through the doorway of the bedroom, setting her on the edge of the mattress.
“I cannot get over your body,” she said as I grabbed the box, pulling out a row of metal packets, separating one to tear off the corner of the foil. “I don’t think I’ve ever touched muscle like yours.” I let my boxer briefs fall, and she added, “Jesus …”
With the condom in one hand, I used my other fist to pump my shaft. “I want to fucking ravish you.”
“Do it.” She gave me a grin that was devilish. “I’m all yours.”
“Be careful what you say to me, Sky.”
“Why?”
“I’ll treat your pussy like it is mine.”
“And why wouldn’t I want that?”
“Because I won’t be gentle. I’ll fuck you so hard and so fast and so deep, if you think you couldn’t breathe before, this will be far worse.”
“How did you know I couldn’t breathe before?” Her brows lifted.
My hand stilled mid-shaft, the friction starting to feel way too good. “I know what breathless looks like when I see it.”
“But what if I tell you I want that again?”
I chuckled. “I’d ask you if you’re sure about that.”
“And what if I tell you I want it as hard and as fast and as deep as you’re willing to give it?”
I rolled the rubber over me. I reached for her waist, easily flipping her around, and I positioned her onto her hands and knees.
“I’d tell you, I’m going to give you a sample, just to make sure you know exactly what it is you’re asking for.
” My fingers returned to her pussy. “I was worried you had gone dry. That’s not the case with you, huh? ”
“That’s your fault.” She bit her lip as she watched me from over her shoulder. “This is what you’re doing to me.”
God, she was something else.
Perfect in ways I didn’t want to process, not when I could only have her for one night.
So, instead of concentrating on what I couldn’t have, I focused on what I could have, and I held the base of my cock, aiming the tip. Within a few small pumps, my crown was in.
I hissed out an exhale and added, “Sky,” to the end.
“Yesss. I know, it’s … unbelievable.”
I could feel her heat, even through the latex. Her snugness. The way her pussy was holding me in and not wanting to let me go.
“You’re going to be hard to say goodbye to,” I admitted.
“Then do me a favor. Make sure I don’t forget you.”
With a demand like that, I reared back to the very last bit of me, and I thrust forward, completely burying myself in her cunt.
“Goddamn it.” My head fell back, my hands gripped her hips, and I did it again to make sure what I’d felt the first time was real.
Because nothing, not even a fucking dream, could feel this good.
Her nails found the side of my thigh and stabbed into my muscle. “Whatever you do, do not stop.”
I gave her exactly what she’d begged for, rocking into her pussy with an amount of power she’d proven she could handle.
She hadn’t asked for kindness, and my movements weren’t that at all.
But with each jerk, I made sure she felt pressure at every angle, twisting while I was fully inside her, pulling out just enough to make her shout for more.
“Yeah!” she yelled. “Harder!” And when I gave her that, I earned myself a, “Oh! My! God!”
Her fucking screams made me want to come, the need worsening each time I slammed into her, her pussy squeezing me, drawing my orgasm that much closer.
“I could do this all night, but you’re making that really tough.”
“How’s that?” Her eyes met mine again as she looked at me from around her shoulder.
“Your cunt is really making me want to come.”
But I couldn’t let that happen. Not without touching more of her.
“Ah!” she shouted as I pulled out. “Damn you.”
I chuckled. “Don’t worry. You’re getting more.”
“Whether you give it to me or I take it, I’m definitely getting more.”
“Take it?” Fuck, that was hot. “Is that what you want?”
She nodded.
“Then it’s all yours.” I got on top of the bed, sitting toward the center, stretching out my legs, bending just the smallest amount to wedge my heels into the mattress. “Climb on. Come get it.” With nothing behind me to hold my weight, my arms went back, my hands pushing against the bed.
She straddled my waist, putting her pussy over my hard-on, gradually bobbing down until she reached the end. “This angle”—she bucked her hips—“is everything.”
So was this view. The way her hair fell into her face as she rose toward my crown and bowed back. The way her body arched to take more. How her tits bounced with each dunk, taunting me, fucking driving me wild. The silhouette of her body as beautiful as everything inside it.
I caught her nipple with my teeth and gnawed, only releasing it to say, “You’d better slow down there …”
It was a warning she didn’t take seriously. Or one she didn’t care to hear because all that made her do was increase her pace.
“Too late.” Her hands went to my chest, nails present and feisty. “I’m too far gone to slow down now.”
With her weight on my pecs, I leaned up on one arm and flicked my finger across her clit. That was all it took for her to completely unravel.
While she lost herself, drowning in moans and spasms, I lurched upward, her pussy taking each stroke I gave it. Within a few, I was gone. “Sky!” Shudders ricocheted through my stomach, matching hers, and I wrapped my arms around her, holding us together, the tingles owning me. “Fuck yes!”
“Argh!” She drew in some air, aligning our lips, yelling, “Yeah,” before she kissed me.
The feel of her lips against mine and the taste of her on my tongue were what urged the cum to shoot out of me, filling the end of the condom, draining my sac until it was empty.
Our movements slowed at the same time, our breaths heaved into each other’s faces.
I loosened the hair that was stuck to her lips and tucked it behind her ear.
She scanned my eyes, hiding a smile. “Did you expect that?”
I huffed. “I don’t know what I expected.”
“I mean … is it always like that for you?”
Was I always this connected to a woman the first time I fucked her? Did I always desire her the way I found myself physically obsessed with Sky?
The answer to both of those was no.
But confessing that to her wasn’t going to change tonight’s outcome. So, I left it at, “No.”
“Same. That was … different on every level.” She set her arms on my shoulders, her chest rising and falling, her pupils taking up far too much of the gorgeous blue in her eyes. “Is this where it gets awkward? Neither of us knowing what to say or do now?”
“Nah, there’s no reason for that.” I held her cheek, stroking my thumb over her lips. “I’m going to take a shower. You’re more than welcome to join me.” I left her cheek to give her clit a tender swipe. “If I get to wash her, I’ll be extra gentle.”
“Now that’s a side I want to see.”
My teeth bit down into my lip. “Just say the word.”
“The word,” she whispered and smiled.
I was still wearing a towel when Sky, probably a little damp from our shower, retrieved her clothes from in front of the table and began to put them back on. Once she was fully dressed, she slung her bag over her shoulder and turned toward me.
My back was against the wall of the living room, my arms crossed. The sight of her was my entertainment, and I watched as she made her way over, stopping when there were only several feet between us.
“So, this is goodbye.”
It didn’t make any sense, but those words stung as they left my mouth.
She took a long, deep breath. “Guess so.”
“That app didn’t let me down. You were everything I’d wanted.”
She gave me a shy smile, the first one I’d seen tonight. “Same.”
“Don’t forget your key.” I nodded toward the small paper folder that was on the end table behind her. “Remember what I said, order whatever, stay late, have fun.”
“I will.”
“No need for awkwardness.” I waved her closer. “Come here.”
As she wrapped her arms around me, my mouth pressed into the top of her head, her wet strands clinging to my skin. “I know this is going to sound strange as fuck … but thank you.”
She pulled her face off my chest and glanced up at me. “Not strange at all. I get it—I get it in every way.” She stretched up on her tiptoes and gave my lips a soft peck. “See ya around, Whiskey.”
I said nothing when she released me, when she grabbed the key from the table, when she walked to the door, or when she glanced at me one final time.
“See you around,” I whispered as the door shut.
The second she was gone from my view, my fists clenched, and the thoughts started to pour into my head—not of her, of everything but her.
Goddamn it.
The mental break … was gone.