“My living situation, Ariel…everything.”
We’d just walked in the door, and I certainly didn’t have a plan. “Ariel will know before she gets here tomorrow. The only reason she doesn’t know now is because she’s asleep. I’ll handle her.”
“Would it help if I spoke to her?”
It’d just make it worse. “Unlikely.”
“Is there anything else I can do?”
I turned around, feeling her arms snake around my body as I moved. My hand moved into her hair, my favorite place to grab her. With a slight tug, I arranged her face exactly where I wanted it, her mouth easily accessible. “Fuck me.” One of the things I missed most was waking up to her riding me in the morning. Sometimes I woke up to her mouth around my dick, and that was just as good. She was talented at taking the reins, being in charge of my fantasies. She had a confidence unlike any other.
She held my gaze as her hands moved to my belt and stripped it away. She didn’t kiss me, but this was just as intense. I felt the belt slide out of my loops and hit the floor next to my feet. Her hands undid my fly and buttons next, getting me free from the material.
Her hand wrapped around my length, and she stroked it without blinking.
My hand loosened from her strands, but my eyes didn’t leave her face.
She finally rose on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to my mouth, a light one that lacked tongue. She purposely kept her distance, wanting to keep our eyes focused on each other instead of our mouths.
She pivoted me toward the bed then pushed me, making my body fall back and land on the bed.
The only reason why I moved was because I fell before she even touched me. I wanted that beautiful body on top of mine, to feel her take me as roughly as I took her.
She didn’t give me a chance to remove my shoes and the clothes around my ankles before she shed her jeans and panties and straddled me. She didn’t bother with her top, assuming it would take too much time.
She pointed my cock at her entrance and slid all the way down, her pussy soaking wet. She didn’t need much time to get ready, which made me wonder if she was ready anytime I was in her presence. Her attraction matched mine.
I held myself up on my elbows and watched her move up and down on top of me, taking my length with even strokes. Her hair flowed with her movements, and my feet pushed against the ground when I thrust back. I yanked up her shirt and bra so the bottom half of her tits were visible. They were one of my favorite features, so I needed to see them. I needed to grab them whenever I felt like it.
“How this?” she said through her heavy breathing.
I already wanted to come. She was taking me all the way to the hilt before she rose up again. My dick was smeared with her arousal, and her pussy was tight around me even though she hadn’t come just yet. “Fucking perfect.” I wanted to do this until morning, but when she fucked me this well, I knew I wouldn’t last. It wasn’t the end of the world—I loved coming inside her anyway.
All I could do was move my hips up and down while she did the rest. Of course, she looked absolutely stunning while she did it. Every woman that had ever ridden me looked breathtaking, but there was something different about London. It must have been the look in her eyes—because she loved me.
I closed my eyes every now and then as I suppressed the urge to dump all my seed inside her. I’d fucked her less than twelve hours ago, but it felt like days. I could feel all the come in my balls, all the essence I wanted to give her.
She gripped my shoulders as she rode me harder. “Trying not to come?”
“Yeah…”
“I want you to come. I love feeling you inside me.”
Jesus Christ. I used one hand to adjust her body, to tilt her forward so her clit rubbed against my pelvic bone. I didn’t need clit stimulation to make a woman come, just when I was in a hurry.
And I was in a big hurry now.
I sucked two fingers into my mouth then placed them at her back entrance. I’d fucked her in the ass and knew she liked it. My fingers weren’t as thick as my length, but they would do. I pushed inside and fingered her from behind, activating all her nerve endings to make her come hard.
Her breathing sped up, and she dug her hips into me harder, rubbing her clit against my body. She increased her pace and nearly cut my skin with her nails. Once her hips began to jerk on their own, I knew she’d reached her climax. She let out a scream as her movements slowed down, and she took my hard cock slowly. “Oh god…”
My fingers pulsed inside her ass, and my cock felt her tightness. I was in heaven, watching this beautiful woman get off to me. She was my fantasy, and I loved being hers. My cock throbbed until it was nearly painful, and I knew I couldn’t keep my orgasm back. “Here it comes, Lovely…”
She increased her pace again, taking my cock hard.
I fingered her ass harder, moving with her as she bounced on my dick. “Fuck…”
Her hands dragged down my chest and cut into my pecs.
The slight amount of pain pushed me over the edge. I came violently, moaning as I filled her small pussy with all of my seed. I loved claiming her as mine again, giving her so much come it wouldn’t fit inside her.
I was disappointed it was over, but too satisfied to really regret it.
She leaned down and kissed me, a long and sensual embrace that involved a lot of tongue. My fingers pulled away from her ass and gripped her cheek, and I felt aroused by the kiss she just gave me.
She pulled away then lifted herself, pulling my length out of her. My cock slapped against my stomach once he was free, still slightly hard. That’s when the come oozed out of her body, white globs dripping down her thighs.
Now I had to fuck her again.
I’d only been asleep for a few hours when my alarm went off.
London was dead asleep and didn’t even stir at the sound ringing from my nightstand. I turned it off then got into the shower to start my day. I’d worked while I was in New York, but I still had a lot of catching up to do. I shaved the scruff off my face and put on a crisp suit before I headed out the door.
Ariel knew London was there with me. That woman knew everything about the business, and since my personal life involved the business, she knew about that too. I rubbed the back of my head and sighed as I took the stairs to the main floor. My office faced the courtyard, and she would undoubtedly be there waiting for me.
And she was.
With arms crossed over her chest, slender glasses on her face, and an attitude that reached every corner of the room, Ariel projected her anger directly into my skin. Without saying a single word, she told me off.