He whispers, "I want you raw, baby. You going to let me?" He rubs himself through my juices.
My heart pounds at the love and lust that shines back at me.
I nod and say, "I'm on the pill," and he thrusts forward, his piercings rubbing against my sensitive tissue, causing me to spasm around him.
Oh God! Full, I feel so full.
I grip his hands, and he groans, "Fuck Angel, you're so tight," dropping his head to my chest. He takes my nipple in his mouth, gently sucking it, helping my body relax, accepting his girth.
He moves his hips slowly at first, letting me get used to his size and his piercings, before speeding up, slamming into me. I match him thrust for thrust, lifting my hips, the pleasure washing over me.
I can feel my stomach tighten again, my walls squeezing his member, causing him to groan, moving his hips faster, tilting them to hit my magic spot, and before I know it, my second orgasm hits me hard.
I squeeze his hands as his lips go to mine, swallowing my moans of pleasure.
He thrusts two, three, four more times before one final hard thrust. He stills, coming inside me, painting my walls with his seed and causing aftershocks.
James groans, biting my lip, and I gasp. He shoves his tongue in my mouth, tasting me and making me moan. He breaks the kiss and places his forehead against mine, keeping himself inside me.
My chest heaves with heavy breaths, my body sweaty, but I can't seem to care because, wow, just wow.
Slowly, James moves his hips in and out, always keeping the tip in, sending tingles throughout my body, his piercing giving me small amounts of pleasure.
"I hope you're not tired, Angel," he rasps, breathing heavily, and I smile.
Leaning up, I kiss him, then force him onto his back. I straddle him, his cock still inside me. He lets go of my hands, putting his on my hips, gripping me hard, holding me to him as our kiss heats up. I can feel our release between us, but neither of us cares as I slowly start to lift my hips, and then drop down, making him moan as his member starts to get hard again.
Breaking the kiss, I whisper, "I love you, James."
He smiles, kissing my lips gently, replying, "Not as much as I love you, Angel," before pushing me onto my back and thrusting his hips. I will feel him for days.
Falling in love doesn't seem as bad as I thought….
I should have remembered who I was.
7
Tech – Two Months Later
"Please, please," she whines, and I chuckle, gently sucking her clit into my mouth, feeling it pulse before I release it, and then blow on it. "James, seriously?" she growls, gripping my hair tightly, the pain feeling fucking great. I grin, looking up at the vision beneath me, laying on the sparring ring floor, all sweaty from our workout.
Fuck, deciding to teach my girl self-defense was the best fucking idea I’ve ever had.
I raise a brow. "Are you going to agree?"
She narrows her eyes, her cheeks flushed with arousal and frustration, looking fucking sexy.
"You seriously cannot be using orgasm denial to get your own way, I…."
I suck on her clit hard, causing her words to cut off as I gently curl my two inside her warm, wet, tight pussy, hitting her g-spot.
I feel her clit pulse again, and pull back, causing her to smack the floor in frustration, making me chuckle.
I whisper, "Agree, baby…."
Sucking her clit again, I move my fingers faster, and her clit starts to pulse.
Just as I'm about to move my mouth, she screams, "Fine, yes, yes, I'll be your old lady…."