Page 21 of Silver Foxed

“You want my cock, you dirty girl?” I work my way back up her chest and neck to kiss her lips. Once. Twice. Then a third time.

“Yes, Elijah!” She pouts so prettily. “No more teasing.”

I meet her desire-filled eyes as I fist my cock, circling it around her clit so my pre-cum massages into her sensitive skin. She arches into the sensation, hitching her leg further up my hip so I’m positioned at her entrance.

“Are you on the pill?” I ask, hoping she is because I didn’t bring any condoms on this trip. I didn’t even think to bring them since I was supposed to be here alone.

She bites her lower lip. “I have an IUD.”

I notch my cock inside her tight pussy, the pulsing heat of it making me pause. The gravity of what I’m about to do settles inside me. I’m about to fuck Alex Martin bare. In my best friend’s house. In his fucking shower.

It should disgust me, but it only makes me want to give in even more. To sink into her pink cunt and forget about reality. To make our own reality here, together. Even if it’s only for a weekend.

“Fill me up, Elijah,” she begs, her voice barely a whisper.

A growl leaves my lips at her words, the words I also heard her say while getting herself off to mental images of me. With one swift thrust, I sheath myself inside her, the sound of our bodies meeting as I bottom out echoing through the room. We both curse in pleasure, my forehead resting on Alex’s as we feel our bodies intimately connected for the first time, with nothing between us.

Her fingernails dig into my shoulder blades, and I take in a choppy breath. It’s been two years since I’ve had sex with anyone. Two years of being sex-deprived, intimacy-deprived, and simply deprived of human connection beyond work and time with friends. My body shivers, completely unexpected emotion clogging my throat.

I pull back slightly to take in Alex’s face, her forehead pinched in pleasure and pupils dilated. She’s so incredibly sexy like this. I kiss a diamond pattern of freckles on her cheek then trail my mouth down her neck, licking the water droplets from her flushed skin.

“Elijah,” she whimpers. “You feel so good inside me.”

Her praise has my spine tingling, and I know I need to move. I pull back and start punching my hips in measured, shallow thrusts. Alex’s mouth drops open in an O shape as she clenches her already tight inner walls around me.

“Fuuuck,” I exhale. “Keep that up, dirty girl, and this will be over soon.”

“I don’t care; I need you now.”

I click my tongue against the back of my teeth. “So impatient.”

Alex slinks her hands down my shoulders to palm my ass. She digs her nails into my flesh hard enough that I know they’ll leave perfect crescent-shaped marks.

“Are you claiming me?” I muse as I thrust into her again, a little harder this time.

She groans, nodding a heated yes as her nails dig deeper. “Please! I need you, baby. Make me feel you for days.”

Between her plea and term of endearment—along with another purposeful squeeze of her cunt—I lose my barely there composure. I pull my cock nearly all the way out then slam back into her heat, my hand slapping against the wall beside her head.

Alex jumps, her sound of surprise turning into a cry that I swallow with my mouth. I become ravenous as I pump into her again and again, a man with everything and nothing to lose all at the same time.

She flexes her hands on my ass, pulling me closer so that my thrusts go deeper. I curse at the feeling, at my balls slapping against her skin and the noise her wet pussy is making from our coupling. It’s heavenly, better than the best music in the world, and it only spurs me to thrust harder, deeper.

“Fuck!” she cries when I hit her G-spot, her eyes rolling back into her head.

“You like that, Alex?” I bring my other hand up to grasp her throat like I saw her do to herself before I interrupted.

“Yes! God, yes!” she chants in time with my hips.

Her greedy pussy starts to flutter, and I know she’s close to coming. “Look at me,” I grunt as I continue to thrust.

Her eyes open to find mine, filled with lust and excitement. My stare matches hers as I add gentle pressure to her throat, taking my other hand off the wall so I can rub her clit. She sighs at the contact, her body seeking more as I bring her toward the brink.

“You’re going to come on my cock, Alex. And you’re going to take everything I give you, understand?” She nods vigorously, biting her bottom lip. I restrict her air a bit more, watching her carefully for any signs of distress as I fuck her recklessly now. She whines out my name in a breathless moan as the sounds of us together get louder, and my balls tighten, signaling I’m close to the end.

I lick into her mouth, squeezing her throat and taking her whimpers into me as she starts to crest. When her pussy clenches and her body stills, I trap her lower lip between mine and bite down until she cries out.

“That’s it,” I croon, memorizing the way she looks right now, burning it into my brain so I never forget this moment. Then I release her throat and thread my fingers in her hair.

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