After ripping his shirt over Tate’s head, Audrey ran her hands down his chest, took hold of his jeans and brought him around the couch. There was no time for foreplay, she wanted him inside her, now. His fingers did quick work of her blazer and jeans before she ripped them off, throwing them to the side with his shirt. With his jeans down, Audrey pushed his black boxers down, freeing his spectacular hard on, taking in the beauty that was him. As she undid her bra, she took him into her mouth, racking her teeth along the length of him before tantalizing the tip with her tongue. Tasting the sign of his arousal on her tongue, she inwardly groaned, then pushed her bra away and pulled her panties down.
Tate gave her a lazy smile as he ran his hands down her naked body, causing goose bumps to appear along her skin. She moved her hands up his chest, to his shoulders, then pushed him down onto the couch, much to his surprise. As she straddled him, she held his thick dick in her hand, guiding it until he was hidden inside her. They both let out matching groans of appreciation before she started to move up and down on him. His hand gripped her hips, picking her up and guiding her down slowly, building her climax. She was almost there, but then Tate’s hands left her hips, taking her full heavy breasts in his hands, bringing them together as he swirled his tongue around her tightly beaded nipples. She fought for air, her body squeezing his. When his hand came between them, moving his fingers into her hot, wet sheath, she exploded into a thousand pieces. Digging her nails into his shoulders, he captured her lips with his as her body convulsed around his hard cock. Tate bit her bottom lip playfully, taking her hips in his hands and moving her up and down his straining dick at a quicker pace.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. She wanted to please him for all he had done for her that day, not be like a noodle and let him have his way with her. Pushing through the cloud of her arousal, Audrey took his hands from her hips, getting a confused glance from him before she placed his large hands on her breasts.
“Mm,” he moaned as his lust-filled eyes held hers. She could only nod as she started to rock against him. She picked up speed, riding him hard, her body slamming against his, his hard dick deep inside her as his head fell back. She watched as he bit down on his lip, which encouraged her to go faster and harder. He was deep inside her, and she felt another orgasm building. But then he suddenly took her by her arms, holding her still as he stood up. She let out a scream as he let her fall while holding her by her arms, upside down, her legs tight around his waist as he pounded into her. She had never had such crazy, wild, abandoned sex in her life, but man, did she love it!
He thrust inside her, his hands tight around her wrist, until she shattered again, but this time he came with her. Their bodies shook and twitched as they rode their climax to the end.
Afterward, Tate pulled her up, cradling her in his arms as he kissed her lips hard. She opened her mouth, then her tongue danced with his as she felt his dick twitch and come back to life inside her. She looked deep into his eyes, moving her fingers along his jaw. “I think you broke me,” she gasped, taking sharp breaths as her body sang for his. Only he could make her feel like this. No other man had ever turned her inside out and made the hurt feel good.
Tate kissed underneath her jaw, said, “I will always be here to put you back together. Always.”
Chapter 25
The next couple of days were magical. They spent every waking moment together. They went to movies, stayed home to watch reruns of their favorite shows, looked for places to rent for Audrey Jane’s, but most of all they made love. Every chance they got they enjoyed each other’s company. It was amazing. She had never been so in love, and she wouldn’t change it for the world.
However, she had made a mistake in taking Aiden to a germ-filled kid concert. Ironically, the group was called The Little Petri Dishes, and there were tons of kids in attendance with their grubby, sickly hands everywhere.
If she hadn’t gone, she knew she probably wouldn’t have been in her bathroom now, sitting on the floor with her head in the toilet, puking her brains out. Her stomach felt like it was going to rip open and little aliens were going to run wild out of it. She was puking, crapping, and had a fever that burned her body from head to toe.
It sucked.