Tigo gives me exactly what I ask for, pounding into me with a force that leaves me a moaning mess. Hovering above me, he holds my gaze as his hair falls in his face and sweat collects on his brow. He is a spectacular man.
“You like my cock?” he grunts.
“Love.”
“I think your hole was made for it. Perfect fit.”
Visions of spending every night in this man’s bed play through my mind. I could get used to being handled so roughly. Tigo fucks with intention. The idea that this ends in two days is too much to deal with right now, so I push the intruding thoughts away and focus on the fuck of my life.
Tigo reaches down and strokes my cock in time to his thrusts. I am in heaven, not able to do anything other than hold on for the ride.
“Are you gonna come for me?” Tigo asks, his voice now raspy and deeper than it was.
“Soon.”
He smiles, looking at me with too much affection considering the short time we’ve known each other. His grip on my dick and cock in my ass are pushing me remarkably fast to the finishline. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him in as deep as possible, and as he smashes my prostate over and over again, I scream out his name as cum bursts from me like fireworks going off. The orgasm is so intense, the room spins while I try to find my bearings.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it.” Tigo’s soft voice gently brings me down from that incredible high.
When I open my eyes, he’s released my cock. His eyes are closed, and the most beautiful moan leaves his lips as his cock pulses deep within me. He twitches, digging his fingers into my hips until he collapses on top of me, kissing my neck.
I stroke his back, feeling the muscles there and wondering how such a bad start turned into a magnificent end. After several minutes, Tigo rolls off me, and we lie on our backs, gazing up at the ceiling.
“I’m not talking shit when I say this,” Tigo begins, reaching for my hand. “That was beyond words.”
My racing heart settles. “For me too.”
“I don’t want to leave.”
“Then don’t.”
He squeezes my hand. “Do you believe in…?” He stops himself, chuckling softly.
“What?”
“Nothing. Getting ahead of myself.”
“You can be honest with me, Tigo. I want you to be.”
He doesn’t answer me for several minutes until he rolls over, propping himself up on his elbow.
“I don’t know if this will freak you out. You literally just got out of a relationship this morning.”
“I don’t freak easily.”
Tigo nods. “I guess it just feels so right with you. Like I’ve known you for ages. We both talked about not being the type to hook up, yet falling into this with you was comfortable andamazing. It’s making me wonder if somehow…?” He pauses again, his eyes darting away from me.
I grab his chin, making him look at me. “Do I believe in fate or destiny? Do I wonder if somehow I was meant to be here this weekend and meet you?”
Tigo’s eyes widen. “Yeah. That.”
“How could I not, Tigo? We connected easily. We have things in common. We’re definitely compatible in bed.”
He bites into his bottom lip. “Which makes it suck when you leave. I should’ve known, really. I’m not lucky enough to get to have someone like you in my life.”
“That goes both ways.”
Tigo smiles. “Hey. Enough of the heavy stuff. Let’s enjoy the time we have, huh?”