"I feel the same. So, what's the problem?"
"If I stop and think, I'll chicken out. I came to Miami with a goal, if I get sucked up in you like I did all those years ago, I'll lose myself again." She said between kisses. "Can't do that again. I'll get fired if anyone finds out. So, one time."
He stopped and leaned his head back to look at her. No fucking way would he have a one-night stand with Adalyn. But instead he said, "Your call, Addie."
"We get this sexual tension out of the way and we move on. You'll feel better and I certainly will feel better. Maybe I won't want to choke you every time I see you."
"I'll still want to fuck you every time I see you. But sure, one time works for me." He cupped her breasts and she groaned. The ridiculous conversation was over. He pulled the cups down and he pinched her nipples.
"It's been a long time." She ran one hand down her stomach and into her lace underwear where it disappeared.
"Jesus. Stop doing that or I won't make it very long." But her eyes were closed.
When she opened her eyes, he was right there. His breathing shallow, his hand on his dick pumping slowly. "You want to come on your own, I'll come on my own," he said.
She took her hand out of her panties and pushed two of her fingers into his mouth. "You sure about that?"
Roughly, he ripped the side of the delicate lace until it fell right down her leg. She turned around and bent over, wiggling her ass at him. A second later he was tearing a condom wrapper and rolling it on. “Hurry up, Gunther. I need you inside of me.”
He took her arm and swung her around to face him. "Quiet down, babe. Let me reacquaint myself with your body." She squirmed underneath him, but he continued to look. Taking in his fill in of everything that was Adalyn Finney. He pushed her down and moved forward, parted her thighs with his shoulders as he made room between her legs. "I bet you taste the same," he said and something incoherent left her lips as he parted her pussy with his fingers and licked her pussy.
"Ohhhhh….." he heard as she squeezed his head with her thighs. He sucked on her clit and flicked it side to side feeling her become wetter around his face. "Oh God, Oh God…."
Without giving her any reprieve, he slid two fingers into her and kept working his tongue over her clit. It was wet and messy and perfect. "I'm coming, Gun. Don't stop…"
Like he would stop. It was tight, but he added a third finger and pressed his tongue firmer against her clit and she exploded hard on his face. She squeezed his head so tightly with her knees that he couldn't hear exactly what nonsense she was yelling.
Using the inside of her thigh to wipe his face, he slid up her body to look. She wasn't just beautiful. She was something else. Something that no other woman could ever measure up to. Her eyes were shut tightly, her skin had red blotches all over, her freckles were still there, although a little lighter now, and her breasts heaved up and down with each breath. And her hair…he had missed that hair. He'd dated redheads after Addie, but their red hair came from bottles. There was nothing like the shade of red from a real redhead. Even the small strip of hair on her pussy was that copper tone. He didn't wait for her to finish coming, when he reached to the bedside table and took out a condom.
At the sound, her eyes opened. They were wet from exertion and she looked thoroughly fucked, even if they hadn't fucked yet. "Are you ready, Addie?"
She nodded and reached up to bring him closer to him, her arms around his neck and her long legs around his hips.
He positioned his cock in her entrance and pushed down in one fast move causing her to arch her body. For a moment he thought he'd hurt her, but her eyes were glossed over in ecstasy and he began to move slowly.
"More!" She demanded.
He took both her hands from around his necks and pinned them above her head with one of his. "Shut it, Addie." Any semblance of dirty talk would cause him to unload way too quickly.
He continued to move slowly, giving her a chance to accommodate to him inside of her. She pulled her hand away and pulled his hair and rocked her hips.
"What the fuck, Adalyn?" He roared and began to move fast and hard.
"Stop being so delicate and fuck me, Gun."
"Hold on tight," he roared, and she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs tighter around his waist. H, he gripped his headboard. "Hope you’re ready,” he grunted. “Gonna get rough and hard since it seems that's what you're wanting." When she didn't reply, he slammed into her hard.
"Yes!" she cried out.
Using the headboard as leverage he continued to fuck her over and over. Her thighs began to shake and the pressure deep inside began to build. "Don't stop," she yelled through the intense orgasm that hit her hard and fast.
He didn't let up. Before she had a moment to recover, he flipped her over. She scurried to get her bearings, but he grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the foot of the bed causing her to yelp. "On your stomach," he commanded, not giving her a moment to react. Instead, he lifted her hips up and pushed her face down onto the mattress.
Never in a million years did she think she'd like sex this rough. But here she was dripping with excitement as he manhandled her into the position of his liking. Once he slid back inside and dug his fingers into her hips as he thrust, all she could do was hold on for dear life as the man fucked her into ecstasy. "That's how you want it, baby?" He said, swelling even bigger inside of her. "You pushed me into fucking you this way. I wanted to take my time, but you wanted me to fuck you dirty, didn't you?" And damn him if it didn't feel sublime. "And if this is the one and only time," he let out a sinister chuckle at the same time he reached around her and rubbed his finger in between her wet swollen lips of her pussy. "Let's make it the best," he said gruffly and demanding while pinching her clit, taking her again right over the edge.
"Oh my God," she yelled. "Gunther!"
He continued to rub her already sensitive nub, making her squirm with pleasure and pain. She screamed. "Oh God!"