14. Give Me Everything You’ve Got
14
Miles
Iwant to feel you, Miles.
Roxy’s words play on repeat in my head before my mind goes blank. I’m lost in the feeling of her wet heat stroking the length of my cock, and I grab her hips to still her movements before I throw caution to the wind and drive into her on pure, unadulterated animal instinct.
“Or I can just go get a condom,” she offers, giving me a small smile to let me know that while she’d be disappointed, the decision is ultimately mine.
She braces her hands against my shoulders, using them as leverage as she attempts to climb off my lap. I tighten my grip on her hips, squeezing the flesh as I push her back down and glide her hot pussy over me again.
“Are you sure?” I ask, sweat beading on my brow as all the blood in my body rushes to my cock.
“I’m sure,” she says, brushing her lips over mine as she pushes up on her knees.
Reaching between us, I grip my shaft and angle it upright while my tongue darts out to take advantage of Roxy’s position. I stroke it over her hard nipple, and she tilts her head back, moaning as she slowly lowers herself onto my cock.
I’m panting by the time she’s fully seated. God damn, she feels amazing. Her slick inner walls pulse and squeeze me, making my balls tighten in anticipation. Gritting my teeth to hold onto control, I use the grip I still have on her hips to guide her up and down slowly, lifting my own hips at the end to push even deeper inside her.
“Miles,” she breathes, arching her back and bracing her hands on my knees behind her.
Dipping my head, I open my mouth and suck at her breast, my tongue flicking against the pert nipple. Her pussy clenches in response, and I know––without a doubt––I’m not going to last much longer. Releasing her hips, I wrap my arms around her and pull her upright. Releasing her breast from my lips, I kiss her jaw then her ear.
“You set the pace, baby. Make yourself come all over my cock,” I whisper before biting her earlobe.
Roxy’s hands find my shoulders, using them for leverage as she rides me. I lean back and watch her, looking sexy as fuck as she rolls her hips and makes her tits bounce. Fuck. This is so much worse.
I refuse to come without her.
Reaching between us, I push a thumb through her flesh to find her clit. She startles, and makes a sound that’s half-squeal, half-moan, but quickly finds her rhythm again, even faster than before. She’s chasing that sweet release while driving me headlong toward mine, and my legs start to tingle as I near the edge.
“That’s it, Roxanne,” I say, knowing the effect my use of her full name has on her. “Show me how much that sweet pussy loves my bare cock. Come for me, baby. Give me everything you’ve got.”
She moves even faster, and I match the rhythm of my thumb to her speed. My stomach bottoms out, and no amount of concentration is going to prevent me from exploding inside her. It’s inevitable.
I squeeze my eyes closed as the bomb detonates. The jerk of my cock inside Roxy seems to ignite her own release, and her core clenches down as she shouts my name and bears down, pushing my cock even deeper inside her and rocking through the aftershocks.
She collapses against my chest, both of us panting as we try to catch our breath. I press my lips to her forehead, and she sighs, pushing up to meet my eyes.
“Miles––”
“No. No overthinking.”
She squeals as I wrap my arms around her and stand in one fluid motion. She clings to me, and I walk toward the hallway, peeking into each of the three doors until I find her bedroom. I don’t set her down until we’re in the bathroom, then I open the shower door and lean in, turning on the spray.
When I turn back to Roxy, I catch her eyeing my body with obvious appreciation. I’m not ashamed to admit that I flex a little bit, letting my chest muscles pop as I tighten my abs for her viewing pleasure.
All previous apprehensions obviously forgotten, she reaches out a hand and runs a fingertip along the trail of hair leading southward from my belly button, then over the V my muscles and tendons form on either side.
“I love these,” she says, petting them again.
“And I love these,” I say, reaching out to cup her breasts and giving them a squeeze before wrapping my arms around her to grip her ass. “And this.”
I press a kiss to the side of her neck, making her squeal as I rub the scruff of my five o’clock shadow over the sensitive skin. Then I slap her ass and turn to open the shower door before adjusting the temperature to a tolerable level.
Holding out an arm, I direct her inside. “Now, let’s get cleaned up so we can go finish decorating our cookies.”
She yanks out the elastic holding her hair up in that now even messier bun and tosses it onto the counter before running her fingers through the strands and stepping in under the spray. I follow behind her, closing the door behind us. When her hair is fully drenched, I turn her around to face the wall and squirt some of her sweet-smelling shampoo into my palm. Rubbing my hands together, I lather it into her hair before using my fingertips to massage her scalp.
“Oh, God. That’s good,” she groans, and the huskiness in her voice has my dick twitching again.
I spin her back around when I’ve finished, guiding her head under the spray. As she rinses out the shampoo, I squeeze some body wash into my hand and lather it up before rubbing my soapy palms over every inch of her body.
When I reach the juncture of her thighs, I pause, and Roxy tilts her head up to meet my gaze as she slowly spreads her legs. I wash her thoroughly, smiling when my finger finds her clit and gives it a gentle scrub, making her breath catch. She spreads her legs a little wider and leans back against the wall of the shower stall, her eyes falling closed as her chest rises and falls with each labored breath.
Her shower head is the detachable kind, so I pluck it from its holder and turn the dial to the pulse feature. Bringing it down as far as it will stretch, I move my other hand to the back of her thigh and lift her leg, pushing it out to spread her open for me. Aiming the spray at her clit, I watch her face as little moans escape her lips.
Then I look down at her pretty little pussy to make sure it’s clean and free of soap before pushing the shower head back onto its holder and dropping to my knees. Hooking the leg I was holding over my shoulder, I dive in, sucking her throbbing clit in between my lips to suck it gently. Roxy mewls a sweet yet dissonant melody as I lap at her. I grab my cock and stroke it with one hand as I use the other to push two fingers deep inside her. Her greedy little pussy squeezes the digits, sucking them deeper. Curling my fingers in a come-hither motion, I find that secret spot deep inside her, making her shout.
Then she’s coming, her inner walls pulsing around my fingers as her channel fills with fresh moisture. I pump into her until the spasms slow to a halt, then give her clit one last lick before pulling my hand free and rising to my feet.
I’m still holding my rock-hard cock when Roxy finally opens her eyes. She looks down to see my condition, then gives me a little smirk.
“My turn.”
She picks up the body wash and squirts a liberal amount into her hand. She rubs her palms together, and, after skimming them lightly down my chest, plucks my hand away from my cock so she can take it in both of hers. I grunt with pleasure as she glides her soapy palms up and down my length, one after the other, squeezing my shaft lightly at the base each time. One small hand slips down to cup my balls, massaging them lightly as she continues to stroke my length, and black spots appear before my eyes.
With a satisfied grin, she releases me to turn and grab the shower head. Turning the dial back to a soft spray, she rinses me off before returning the head to its holder and dropping to her knees before me. Gripping the base of my cock, she licks the water from the tip before pushing it between her lips. My head falls back as ecstasy floods through me.
Roxy must be encouraged by the involuntary noises vibrating out of me, because she opens her mouth wider and pushes me deep, straight to the back of her throat. She swallows and hums, and the mix of sensations makes me throw my hands out to brace against the wall as my knees weaken.
Once I regain my balance, I push one hand into her hair, gripping it tightly as she bobs her head, fucking me with her mouth. My balls tighten, and my legs start to go numb, and I use my grip on her hair to stop her motion.
“I’m going to come,” I say.
She shakes her head, pulling against my grip on her hair as she sucks me to the back of her throat again. She wants me to come in her mouth. She wants to swallow down every drop I can give her.
And that knowledge has me exploding in an instant. Roxy swallows greedily as I come in short, powerful bursts. Not until the tension leaves my body and my cock has no more to give does she give my shaft one last, long lick before climbing to her feet.
Pushing her back against the wall, I kiss her, hard. She kisses me back with intense passion, and my hand fumbles to turn off the water before pulling her out of the stall and toward the bedroom. We’re dripping all over the place, but Roxy doesn’t seem to mind as she climbs onto her bed and stretches out on her back. I follow, staying on my hands and knees as I proceed to lick every drop of water from her soft skin.
When I finish, she returns the favor, which leads to other, more enjoyable things before we end up collapsing into each other’s arms.
Needless to say, we never get back to the cookies. Not that I mind.
Not one fucking bit.