Page 87 of Filthy Lovin Heroes

“I have a confession. I’ve wanted you to fuck long before tonight. I wanted you hard, rough and taking me anyway I could get you.

He growled and kissed me again, only this time, his cock was impossibly harder and thicker. He stretched me so wide I could feel every throbbing pulse coursing through his cock.

I clamped over him and felt a thrill feed through me when he grunted in pleasure at it.

With his cock inside me and his balls slapping my ass, pleasure radiated through my body.

Thrashing against the bed, bucking my hips against him, I felt an orgasm start to build.

“Malcolm,” I gasped.” Any earlier soreness was forgotten. For a second I wondered if this could be a daily event we both could look forward to after our shifts. Friends with benefits. But all thought is pushed from my head by how expertly he fucked me into my bed.

Strong arms wound tight around me and large hands cupped my ass, holding me like I was something to treasure.

“Come, Holly. Come for me.” Malcolm kissed me, his tongue sweeping along my lower lip. The feel of him inside me as he invaded my mouth was overpowering. I was being carried away on a wave of sensuality that I’d never experienced.

He stroked once, twice, three times more, and then I tipped over the edge of reality into a place where Malcolm and I were one. I came so hard I thought I’d black out, but I felt Malcolm’s orgasm. He cried out in an unfamiliar language, and I smothered his mouth with kisses to muffle the sound.

Hot pumps of his milk spilled into me and every pulse feed into my own orgasm.

Panting and gasping for air we both lay in my cramped twin bed, though I wasn’t complaining. Malcolm flipped us drawing me over his chest, his cock still inside me. My small window was open, car horns and sirens blaring drifted up from below. Sounds of the city that always comforted me every night.

“Damn.” Malcolm breathed. “I popped your cherry. And fuck, I loved it; Holly.”

“Me. Too.” I gulped, clinging to him. My heartbeat fluttered against his rock-hard chest as I lay on him. His fingertips skimmed up my back, stroking each vertebra drawing me back down to Earth.

“You were a virgin, but your body swallowed me perfectly,” Malcolm laughed softly. “And that pussy of yours is heaven.”

What did someone say to that? Thank you seemed a bit formal since his shaft already grew hard again.

And though I’d never admit it, I was scared to death now.

I wasn’t regretful in the least of what we’d done. In fact, quite the opposite. We couldn’t go back, and I wouldn’t want to. The question was how to go forward.

From his discarded pants, Malcolm’s phone vibrated.

“Forget the phone and hold me.” I didn’t recognize my own voice; it was so was relaxed.

It continued buzzing. He leaned down crushed his lips against mine, kissing me possessively. Then he reached over, extracting his phone. He started to read when suddenly he rolled out from under me to sit at the edge of the bed.

“Sorry, baby. I need to get this.” He pulled me against him.

“Fuck no. It can’t be.” He rubbed the side of his head as he hunched over the phone.

“Can I help?” My arms went around him, my breasts flattening against his back.

He leaned into my embrace. One of his hands reached for mine.

He dropped his cell phone to the floor, crashing back on the bed. He pulled me down to him again. My body fit against his like I was made for him. “My twin brother is missing and presumed dead. He disappeared skydiving over the Amazon.”

Okay. That was a little direct and to the point. Something I always appreciated about his personality.

“I’m so sorry.” I tightened my arm around him.

“Don’t be sorry. We weren’t close. He was pretty much a dick all his life and had no respect for anyone.” His voice sounded hard. Even though he held me, I could feel him growing more distant. “But that’s not the worst part.”

I rest my head on his chest and waited for him to continue. He fisted a strand of my hair, brought it to his nose to inhale the scent, then released it.

Out of nowhere a random thought hit me. How disastrous for any woman to fall in love with a man like Malcolm.

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