Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Harrison
Betty’s breathing picks up, and she leans her body further into mine. If she couldn’t feel my rock-hard cock against her back before, she most definitely can now. Her low groan as her ass brushes over me gives it away.
I take my hand off her hip and use it to swipe her flowing blonde hair away from her neck.
Then, I lower my mouth to her skin and scatter soft kisses anywhere I can reach.
She extends her head back and to the side to give me better access.
When my mouth brushes along her collarbone, she shivers and sighs.
She turns to face me, and our lips crash together.
In a split second, it’s like the dam that’s been holding us back from acting on this mutual attraction breaks wide open.
I can’t get enough of her taste as our tongues tangle together, each of us trying desperately to deepen the kiss. I weave my hands in her long locks and hold her as close to me as I can manage. Her fingers dig into my back.
She breaks our kiss.
“Bedroom? Please,” she whispers.
I search her face for any hint of reluctance, and when I find none, I nod toward the door a few feet away, and she turns and walks toward it. When she gets to the doorway, she stops and glances over her shoulder, meeting my gaze. Damn, she looks sexy.
“Are you coming?”
I move to her and brush a thumb across her lips. Her gaze lifts to meet mine.
“Are you sure about this? You’ve had a terrible day.”
She doesn’t answer but stares at me. I can see the desire in her eyes.
I imagine it’s reflected in mine, too. Breaking eye contact for only a fraction of a second, she pulls her top over her head.
Fuck, her tits are perfect in a simple pink bra with a hint of lace along the top edge, showing just enough creamy flesh of her breasts to be hot as hell.
I glance back up at her face, and she’s still watching me with an intensity that makes me grow even harder—something I didn’t think was possible.
Movement catches my eye, and I allow my vision to trail down her gorgeous body to where she’s unbuttoning her pants.
When she shimmies out of her jeans and socks, she’s so ravishing, my breath catches.
“Jesus, Betty. You’re gorgeous.” I rake my eyes up and down her body, unable to prevent myself from doing so. “Fucking stunning.”
I move to take a step toward her, and she puts a hand up to stop me.
I halt. God, I hope she’s not changing her mind.
Relief floods me when she reaches behind her and unhooks her bra.
I practically drool when it falls from her body, and I see her full breasts and dark, pink nipples that I’m dying to wrap my mouth around.
She moves her hands down to her panties and hooks a thumb in each side.
I think I see a flickering hint of hesitation, and I’m about to ask her about it when she pulls them down and wiggles out of them.
I’m not able to form any words. She’s a goddess with her full breasts, her gorgeous, rounded ass, and curvy hips.
Yet to look at her face, something tells me she doesn’t know it.
I prowl toward her, backing her up, and I grab my shirt by the back of the neck and pull it over my head. When she’s almost to the wall, I reach behind her and wrap my hands under the globes of her ass.
“Up.” My voice is rough with desire for her.
She listens without hesitation, and I lift her, then she wraps her legs around me.
My mouth finds hers again, and we get lost in a kiss. I can’t resist the thought of touching her hard nipples, so I continue to hold her up with one hand, but I allow the other to drift to her breast. I cup her full flesh and savor the feel of its weight in my hand.
“Fucking perfect.” The awe I’m feeling is evident in my voice. “You’re perfect.”
Her pussy is right over my cock, and I’m dying to have nothing between us. However, she’s grinding against me, and it’s obvious by her moans and her movements that she could get off this way. I want nothing more at this moment than to give that to her.
I cup her breast in my hand, but find her nipple with my thumb and index finger and roll it between them with just the right amount of pressure.
She tosses her head back against the wall and closes her eyes.
She pulls a corner of her lower lip between her teeth and bites down, and damn, it’s sexy as fuck.
“Eyes open, Bets. I want you watching me while you come on my dick.”
Her eyes fly open, and her movements slow.
“I can’t come… Like this, I mean. It’s okay if we just go ahead and have se—”
“Like hell it is. You can come like this, and you will. You’ll see. Now go on back to using my cock to make yourself feel good.”
“But what about you?” she pants. She’s moving again, though, and she’s maintaining eye contact like I told her to.
“Jesus, you have no idea how hot it is watching you right now, do you? You’re fucking gorgeous and look so good writhing on my cock. What I want more than anything right now is to see you fall apart from pleasure.”
“I don’t think I can,” she whispers.
“You can, just don’t think about it too much. Watch me and focus on my eyes, how amazing your pussy feels right now, and how my fingers are doing to your nipple what I desperately want my mouth to be doing.”
Her moan in response is loud, and I can see the excitement in her eyes. The grinding against me gets faster.
“Oh, I see. You like it when I talk to you about what I want to do to you, yeah? Does that turn you on, Bets?”
Her cheeks turn red, and she diverts her eyes from mine.
“Nope, that doesn’t work for me. I need your eyes. You’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about.”
She hesitates for a beat, then returns her gaze to mine.
“Good, just like that. Now answer me. Do you like when I use my words with you? Tell me.”
She nods.
“Tell me.”
She’s panting.
“Yes. I love it. I want you to keep doing it.” Her voice sounds shy but empowered at the same time.
“That’s good. Mainly because I want to tell you how I can’t wait to taste your pussy. To have your arousal all over my mouth, my face.”
Her movements grow faster. God, even through my sweats, she feels amazing using my cock for her pleasure. I tighten my thumb and index finger around her nipple, and she presses harder against me in response.
“More.” Her voice is thick with need.
I pinch harder, holding the pressure there.
“Oh God, yes. Yes, this feels so good.”
“Are you ready to come, Bets?”
“Yes, please. I need to come.”
I move my mouth to the skin just below her ear and kiss her there before moving up to her ear.
“Come for me now, Betty. I want that beautiful pussy to come all over me.” She’s whimpering now, and I know she has to be close. I squeeze her nipple harder. “Come.”
In that instant, Betty falls apart on my cock.
Her body shakes with pleasure, and I pull back to watch her face.
I wouldn’t have thought she could be more beautiful, but she’s stunning when she’s coming.
She leans down and places her mouth over my bare shoulder to muffle her cries of pleasure.
Then she surprises me when she bites down on my flesh as her rapture peaks.
When her orgasm subsides, I carry her to the bed and lay her down.
Then, I lie on my side next to her. Hell, I’m dying to be inside her, but if the physicality ends here, it was fucking worth it.
I watch her as she descends from her high, pleased with the satisfaction written all over her expression.
She turns her head and looks at me.
“Fuck me, Al. I need to feel you inside me.” Her voice is sultry and dripping with need.
Christ, it’s enough to drive a man wild. Yet, there’s something there that tells me she wouldn’t normally do this. Something says that she’s trying to bury her emotions around whatever made today her worst day ever.
“Are you sure? It’s okay if—”
Instantly, she’s got a hand down my sweatpants and wrapped around my cock. It twitches in her grasp, and her touch is like heaven.
“I’m sure. Now please take those sweats off and put this”—she pauses and tightens the hold on my dick—“inside me.”
In seconds, my pants are off, and I’m reaching for my wallet on the nightstand.
I’m more grateful than ever that I have a condom in there.
Holden gives each of us brothers a new one every six months.
He says we need to change the one in our wallet twice a year, just like we change smoke detector batteries.
I always use it as an opportunity to give him shit for his inability to commit to one woman, but I still take the condom—thank God.
She eyes the condom package and then opens her legs. Her pretty pussy is on display for me. My dick is at full attention now.
“Bets, your pussy is perfect.” I can’t take my eyes off of it. “Are you wet?”
“Yes,” she whispers. “Soaked, I think.”
I smirk. “Let’s see, then.” I don’t actually need to touch since her arousal is visible on her thighs. But I’m dying to feel her.
I slide a finger from her entrance to her clit and find her drenched. I can’t help but moan, and it mixes with her sounds of pleasure.
“You’re ready for me, but I think I’m going to take my time here right now.”
Her eyes widen, and she scrunches her forehead, looking confused. I’ll clear things up for her.
“First, I need to taste you.”
Her pupils dilate, and her lips part slightly.
“W-what do you mean?”
I can’t help but grin at her.
“I mean, I’m going to eat your pussy until you come all over my face.”
Her eyes almost pop out of her head, and I don’t break eye contact as I position myself between her legs. I watch her intently as I lick from her entrance to her clit and back. Her eyes are half closed, and she tugs her lower lip between her teeth.
I’m instantly addicted. As I continue, her pelvis rises off the bed, and the fucking sounds emanating from her almost make me come right then and there.
She tastes deliciously sweet, and I can’t get enough. The more she reacts, the more turned on I am. When I can tell she’s close again, I slip a finger inside her, then a second. She’s so tight, and I know she’ll feel spectacular around my cock.
That was the trick. As I fuck her with my fingers and my mouth simultaneously, she falls apart with pleasure.
I keep my face and fingers in place and revel in the sensation of her coming on me. She’s muffling her cries of pleasure into the side of a pillow, and I’m ecstatic with her responsiveness.
When she’s settled enough from the orgasm, I pull away from her. I reach over, grab the condom, and put it on. I glance at her again, and she’s panting. Her gaze drops to my mouth and lingers there for a few seconds, then returns to my eyes.
“Now. Please don’t make me wait, Al.”
I lean over her and enter her hot, tight pussy.
Damn, she feels unbelievable around my cock.
I move slowly because I don’t want to hurt her.
I’m big, and she’s not. Still, the way she digs her nails into my shoulder blades and draws my upper body down onto her tells me she can take more of me.
Once I bury myself fully in her, I still and take a deep breath, trying to gain control so I don’t come now and ruin the rest of our night. But, hell, her pussy feels like heaven.
“Al?” There’s a hint of insecurity in her voice. My hesitancy doesn’t go unnoticed, apparently.
“I’m good, Bets. I just need a few seconds, so I don’t lose it. You feel so damn good wrapped around me. You’re so tight.”
“Yeah, well, I’m basically a virgin, it’s been so long…” she chuckles.
Worry washes over me.
“Am I hurting you?”
“Just by not moving. I feel like I’m gonna die if you don’t give me everything you’ve got now. Please, I can take it. I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”
“Promise?”
“Of course.”
“Well then…” My words trail off as I pull back and then drive back into her. I swear she grows even wetter.
“Oh, God, yes. That’s what I need. Please, more of that.”
“You want to be fucked fast or slow, Bets?”
“Fast.”
“Hard or gentle?”
“Hard. One hundred percent hard. And fast, please. Don’t forget the fast.”
I grin. As if I could forget. Her words will live in my memory for the rest of my life.
Hearing her ask for it unleashes something in me, and I slam my hard cock into her again. Her cries of pleasure assure me that it’s truly what she desires. I give her all I have, letting her responses guide me. I’m pretty sure I’m addicted to her sounds and the feel of her pussy gripping my cock.
It doesn’t take long, and she’s coming again, her body writhing in pleasure underneath me.
That sets off my orgasm, and I swear it’s the most intense I’ve ever come.
When it’s over, I collapse to her side and pull her onto my chest. We both work to catch our breath.
It’s been a while since I’ve had sex, but this was mind-blowing and exhausting.
When she moves to lift off me, I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her back to my body.
She doesn’t resist at all and rests her head on my chest, with her hand next to it and a leg thrown over mine.
I keep one arm around her waist, and I trail my free hand from the crown of her head to where her hair ends on her back.
I repeat the movement over and over again.
I’m barely touching her, yet her body relaxes, almost melting into mine, with each stroke. So, I keep doing it.
I don’t know if there are rules for the after part of a one-night stand, and maybe this breaks them, but I don’t give a damn.