“Nothing other than the obvious.” She narrows her eyes, her eyes drifting downward. Following her line of sight, I notice her eyeing my junk. Glaring back at her I raise a brow in confusion. Since when does my cock disgust her? “I get it, she’s hot.” She adjusts her top, and fluffs her hair.
“Who was—” That’s when I realize she is jealous over that redheaded chick and feels insecure. I don’t get how she feels like that when she’s around slut candy. They are used and worn out, and have to try ten times as hard to look half as good as she does. It pisses me off. How many times do I have to pound it into her pussy that I want her, and only her?
“This,” I grab my hard cock. “Is because I want you, not her.” Climbing onto the mattress I loom over her, and grip her by her long hair, forcing her to look me in the eyes.
“You’re jealous, baby.” I point out. The corner of my mouth turning into a smirk. I can’t help it. To know she is jealous makes me feel good.
She rolls her eyes, trying to pull from my grip. “Hardly.” Her tone is not very convincing, but her sarcastic bullshit is grating on my nerves. “Does someone need the hate fucked out of her this morning?”
Her lips part, her eyes wide like a little doe. Suddenly her eyes narrow, and her mouth snaps into a thin line.
“Screw you, Zeek! I’m not like those girls. I’m not a slut.”
I strengthen my hand in her hair and pull her lips a breath away from mine.
“Oh no, baby, you’re much worse than that. You’re a narcotic, and the worst kind at that. One that is eating me from the inside out. You make me weak, a starving man willing to do anything for his next fix. And eventually…” I move in between her legs, occupying her space. Her mouth parts as she takes in a sharp audible breath. “You’re going to destroy me from the inside out.” Her back is against the wall, her hands against my chest. But those lips are swollen and begging me to take them, her eyes hooded with lust. Using my free hand I run my thumb along her bottom lip, my forehead resting against her. “But without the drug, the addict wouldn’t exist.”
A moan spills from her mouth, her body arching into mine as I convey to her that we both need each other. Regardless if we’re good for one another or not.
Grinding my hips, my thick cock presses against her just right, and her eyes roll into the back of her head. The towel drops to the bed. Swirling my hips once more, her body bucks against mine, her hands lift in the air strained and stiff. Like she can’t decide if she wants to push me away, or claw me with carnal need.
“Don’t try and resist me, we’re way past that,” I breathe into her ear before nipping it. My heart beats wildly though, nervous she might come to her senses and actually push me away.
“You have no need to be jealous, baby. You’re the one I’m going to be with at night, you’re the one I love, and you’re the one I’m about to fuck.”
Palming her neck I pull her lips to mine, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth before diving my tongue into her mouth, tasting her, committing that taste to memory.
The pants on her are so big I pull them off in one swift yank, exposing her dainty panties. Running my palms up her silky legs, I wrap them around her thighs and squeeze her ass cheeks. Her head falls back from the contact, as her hips raise off the bed. Kneading the globes of her ass, I slip my hands under her panties, my fingers skimming along the opening of her ass. I want to take her there so fucking bad, it’s driving me mad.
There is something about taking a girl up the ass that’s different than the pussy. It’s tighter, like a vice grip. It’s slippery, and not to mention the control I feel. Getting to a certain level of a relationship, or fuckbuddy-ship where a female will let you smash her back door is as dominating as it is empowering. The transgression, it’s the optimal feeling.
Skimming my lips along her knees, my eyes watching her body’s reaction closely as I take a hand out from under her and hook a finger into the waistband of her underwear pulling them down her long legs, before tossing them over my shoulder.
Pushing her knees apart, her pink pussy glistens with desire. Ready for me to devour it until neither of us can turn back. Leaning forward I thumb her arousal, and she trembles, a mewl vibrating through her whole body. Using the pad of my thumb I spread her wetness around, first in circles around her pussy and lips, then I slowly start extending the lubrication down toward her tiny little asshole.