I came hard with a groan that ripped straight from my chest, my whole body locking tight while she swallowed every pulselike she was desperate for it. The sensation damn near short-circuited my brain entirely.
For several long seconds, I couldn’t move. Then I carefully shifted off her and collapsed beside her on the bed, dragging a hand over my face while I tried to regain something resembling a coherent thought.
“Joder,” I cursed hoarsely. “Shit.Mierda.”
Cecily giggled softly beside me, still flushed and gorgeous and entirely too fucking smug. Then her soft little hand slid over my chest, and I captured it, holding it over my rabid heartbeat.
I turned my head enough to wink at her. “Gonna have to give me a second to recover, baby.”
Her smile widened, and I shook my head slowly, still trying to process what the hell just happened. “And I don’t ever want you telling me where the fuck you learned to suck dick like a damn porn star.”
That made her laugh harder. Then she glanced down at my cock—still fully hard despite the fact I’d just come in her mouth—and smirked.
“I’ve never done that before.” She bit her lip. “I guess your very attractive dick inspired me.”
I chuckled low as her sweet, teasing words settled into my bones. Her playful confidence burned through me, kicking my need into high gear again as I shifted suddenly, rolling over and pinning her beneath me.
Cecily’s eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks flushed, and her body warm and ready against mine. I didn’t give her a moment to catch her breath before capturing her mouth with a demanding kiss. Her fingers sank into my hair as she wrapped herself around me like she couldn’t get close enough.
My cock was still hard as steel and throbbing against her soft pussy. All rational thought evaporated completely. I’d heldmyself in check for as long as I possibly could, and now there wasn’t an ounce of restraint left in me.
“You ready for me, baby?” I growled against her lips, sliding one palm possessively down her body to grip her thigh and spread her wide. “Joder, preciosa. Necesito follarte.”
She made a soft, desperate sound, her hips lifting eagerly toward mine, and that was all the answer I needed.
I positioned myself against her slick, hot entrance and thrust inside her in one deep, powerful stroke that made her cry out beneath me. Her nails dug into my back, her body arching as I filled her completely, burying myself in the tight, perfect heat of her until I saw fucking stars.
“Fuck.” I pulled out slowly, only to slam back in deeper. “You’re so fucking tight, Cecily. Feels like you were made just for my cock.”
She whimpered, her hips rising desperately to meet mine, matching my rhythm with abandon. I took her hard, setting a relentless pace that was uncompromising, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. The headboard slammed rhythmically against the wall, and the mattress squeaked beneath us as we moved, the sound mingling with her ragged moans and cries of pleasure.
“Please, Ares,” she begged, her voice raw and eyes glassy as she clung to me.
“Yeah, baby,” I rasped, burying myself even deeper inside her with another powerful drive of my hips. “Beg me just like that. Let me feel how badly you fucking want me.”
She cried out again, her body trembling as her pleasure surged toward the peak, her pussy gripping me so tightly it nearly knocked me flat.
“That’s it.” I gripped her thighs as I slammed into her harder, losing myself completely to brutal passion. “Come on my cock, Cecily. I want to feel you break apart all around me.”
Her body shuddered beneath mine, her voice breaking into a desperate scream as she shattered, her nails raking down my shoulders as she came. Her climax slammed through her in waves, pulling me under with her, wrenching every bit of pleasure from me with the strength of her release.
I roared her name as I came, my entire body going rigid as I spilled deep inside her, each powerful thrust marking her as mine, utterly and completely. Pleasure ripped through me, pulsing in waves that left my vision blurred. My lungs burned for air as I finally collapsed over her.
For a long moment, neither of us moved, our breathing heavy and ragged in the quiet aftermath. My pulse pounded wildly as I finally rolled onto my side, pulling her close and wrapping her securely in my arms. Her head fell against my chest, her body limp and relaxed. I tightened my hold, my lips pressed lightly to her forehead.
“Eres mía, preciosa,” I whispered.
“Will you tell me what that means?” Her lips tilted into a little smirk. “I think I’ve deduced thatjodermeans something like fuck?”
I laughed and nodded. “Essentially.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard that word in Spanish.”
“Spanish isn’t one-size-fits-all, baby.” My tone was teasing. “In Spain,joderis fuck—the curse, not the act, which would befollar. Earlier, when I said,necesito follarte, that was basically, I need to fuck you.”
She blushed, and a little shiver raced down her spine, making me grin. I loved how my dirty mouth made her look so innocent, yet full of desire.
“But in Mexico, if I saidjoder, that’d sound like I learned Spanish from a man in Madrid with an attitude problem.”