“Okay,” I rasp, my eyes still on his cock as he pumps it with his left hand. “I want to feel it…” I look up at him. “Without anything between us.”
His nostrils flare as he sucks in a breath. “Yeah? I’m clean.”
“Me too.” I point to my arm where there’s an implant underneath my skin. “I’m on birth control, so that’s not a concern either.”
He lets go of his dick, his hands finding my hips as he drags me to the edge of the counter. “I’m not going to last long, Sunny,” he rasps as he presses his cock against me. The barbell brushes my clit and my body quivers. “Goddamn, look at you. You’re fucking beautiful.”
He pushes into me with a moan, his movements slow and calculated. I’m so wet and ready, I stretch around his cock with ease, taking every inch as he sinks into me. His hands find my hips, gripping my flesh as he slowly pulls out, stopping with just the tip inside.
He slowly enters me again, his piercing leading the way, stroking my insides as he drags his cock in and out of me. It’s the slowest, sweetest form of torture that has me lifting my hips off the counter, about to fall apart.
His fingers tighten, his movements becoming faster. He pumps his hips, pounding into me. Every stroke is harder than the one before. It’s obvious he’s starting to lose control as his breathing becomes choppy. I’m barely holding myself together.
We’re both a mess of moans as he stands at the edge of the counter, his body positioned between my thighs. He slides his hand between us, planting his palm against the bottom of my stomach as he rolls his thumb over my clit. Heat spreads through my body, pleasure erupting as he fucks me harder, thumb applying a delicious amount of pressure.
I clench around him, the pressure building inside. His eyes latch onto mine and the fire burns brightly in his eyes as he thrusts into me once more, my orgasm hitting me like a tidal wave, pleasure rolling throughout my body.
His face screws up, his hips rocking into me as he loses himself inside of me, my name falling from his lips in a ragged exhale.
There’s absolutely no way either of us are coming back from this…
CHAPTER TWENTY
MATTEO
“She was fucking beautiful.” - Julian Hart, Painted Inferno
Jade sits on top of me, her head tipping back, waves spilling down her back as she rides my cock. Moving my left hand from her hip, I slide it down between us, working my fingers over her clit. Jade inhales sharply before sighing with a moan as she starts moving faster.
“Fuck, Jade,” I moan, my balls drawing closer to my body. A heat builds in the pit of my stomach, my own hips lifting to thrust into her as she rocks on top of me.
She shudders, her pussy clenching around my length, legs shaking as her orgasm hits her full force. She collapses against my chest. I wrap my arms around her lower back, holding her against me as I take full control and fuck her from the bottom.
I thrust into her, once, twice and then I’m losing myself deep inside her cunt, filling her with my cum for the third time tonight. First was in the kitchen, second in the hallway and finally, we made it into her bedroom.
Jade slowly lifts her head, her dazed eyes finding mine. “That was…” The words die on her lips with an ecstasy laced sigh.
A smile creeps onto my face. “Yeah…”
She lifts off my lap, rolling onto the mattress and off the bed. Her feet hit the floor and she slowly stands up, soft laughter falling from her lips. “Dear God, I don’t know if I can even walk.”
Pride swells inside my chest and I roll over, reaching for her. “Get back here and you won’t have to walk.”
She swats at my hand. “I need to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
She saunters out of the room, not bothering to put on any clothing. The bathroom door closes, and I roll onto my back, my head floating as I smile up at the ceiling. I can see why people get addicted to things. Jade is fucking intoxicating. I’m drunk on her… and desperate for my next hit.
Jade comes back into the bedroom with both of our clothes in her hands. I slowly sit up, my cock twitching at the sight of her standing naked in front of me again.
“Come here,” I growl, holding my hands out to her.
Jade’s head moves back and forth, a mischievous grin tugging on her lips. “No way. I’m not falling for that again.” She tosses my clothes at me. “Time for you to go, Playboy.”
I tilt my head to the side, my eyebrows lifting. “You’re kicking me out?”
“I am, I need to get some sleep and I don’t think that will be happening so long as you’re here.”
I rise to my feet, sliding on my boxer briefs and pants. It’s all she threw at me. I look up at her, my chest warming as I notice the T-shirt she’s pulling on. “That’s mine,” I say, padding across the wood floor until I reach her.