Page 3 of Ruthless Touch

“Oh,” she murmurs as she stares innocently at me.

I take her by the shoulders and spin her around so her back is to me. Pressing up against her, I whisper in her ear, “You made a deal, Aria. Now it’s time to start living up to it.”

She doesn’t respond, and I’m not in the mood to seduce her. Our time out in the living room excited me, and I want to fuck, so I lift her dress and hastily tug her panties down her legs. She lets out a tiny cry, but I don’t sense she’s afraid.

In fact, I sense just the opposite by how drenched those white cotton panties are. Nice touch, although I doubt she’s that innocent, considering who she was with until a day ago.

I unzip my pants and free my rock-hard cock before pushing her shoulders down toward the bed. After giving my cock a few strokes, I nudge her legs open with my knee and step forward.

“Can I be on my hands and knees?” she asks in a tiny voice. “I like it better like that.”

With a shrug, I stop myself from plunging into her cunt. “Fine. Up on your hands and knees.”

She surprises me by stripping off her dress first, leaving her in just a pink bra that seems far too sweet for what I’m about to do to her. My gaze fixes on her round ass stuck high in the air in front of me. Fuck, she’s perfect.

Aria lowers her head to the bed and lets out a heavy sigh. “I’m ready.”

I doubt it, but that’s neither here nor there. Taking hold of her, I pull her back toward me and thrust my hips so my cock slides into her. She’s tight and wet, and for a moment, I forget that I shouldn’t feel anything other than pure pleasure.

From the second I saw her at Angeloni’s party, I wanted Aria. The dark hair. The emerald green eyes. A mouth a man can only imagine wrapped around his cock. A body made for pleasure.

And that’s all it was when I saw the opportunity to have her for my own. Or at least that’s all I wanted it to be. Nothing but carnal desire.

Then memories began to invade my thoughts of her. Memories of a time and a woman I’ve tried so hard to forget. I thought if I just fucked her and got it over with, that somehow that’s all Aria would be.

A body I could use and get lost in.

But now as I bury myself in her and listen to her tiny moans of need, something’s changed in me. She’s not the same as that woman from so long ago, but she makes me feel things only she ever could. I suddenly want to revel in the feel of Aria’s body instead of merely fucking her and getting off.

She backs up toward me, pressing her ass to my groin and taking every inch of me into her tight cunt. I don’t want to feel this way. I can’t. Not again.

So I grab her hair hard and pull her head back, forcing her up off the bed. She cries out in what has to be sheer agony at how tightly I’m holding her hair, nearly ripping it out by the roots.

Yet she never stops driving her ass back toward me, fucking me as I try to find a way to stop feeling anything for her.

Her hands push against the bed, making her back arch, and as much as I wish I could just pull out of her perfect body and walk away, I can’t. I pump into her, the muscles in my thighs tightening with every rough thrust into her. She has no idea what she’s doing to me. As much as I try, I can’t make this a simple quick fuck anymore.

So I step back, releasing my hold on her hair. Aria falls to the bed and looks back at me in confusion.

“You’re not done, are you?” she asks in a soft voice.

I shake my head and scoop her up around her waist to pull her to me as I sit down hard on the bed. This was just supposed to be sex, but now as I position her on my lap facing me, it’s something else entirely.

Quickly, I unhook her bra and toss it onto the floor before I turn my focus to her tits. She isn’t top heavy by any means, but her breasts are full and right for her body. I dip my head and take a deep pink nipple into my mouth, sucking hard. Aria moans and grinds her pussy against my cock, as needy to feel me inside her again as I am to be there.

I lift my head and pick her up by the waist to position her over my stiff cock. She bites her lip, desperate to have me fill her again, so I lower her down onto me and close my eyes as her cunt surrounds my cock.

My hand pulls her head to mine so I can kiss her, and when our mouths meet, it’s like every part of my body is more alive than it’s ever been. I don’t kiss women when I fuck them. I haven’t for so long I forgot how good it feels when I’m inside a woman and she’s taking every inch of me as she craves the feel of my mouth on hers.

Her tongue snakes into my mouth, teasing my tongue and sending a thrill through my body straight to my cock. I hold her head, needing to feel her lips on mine as she rides me. What began as me fucking her has morphed into us fucking one another. We’re raw and needy, each for our own reasons, and with every time she sits down on my cock and takes me inside her, I inch closer to coming.

Aria’s sighs and moans fill my ears, and for a moment, it’s all I can do to not pull away and watch her as she makes those sensual sounds. I want to see her ride my cock, but I don’t want to let her mouth off mine. I’m greedy and want to feel it all. Fuck watching. I’ll do that another time.

For now, I simply want to bask in every sensation her body offers.

I feel her cunt begin to tighten around me, and a second later, her teeth sink into my lower lip. It doesn’t hurt so much as excite me even more, so I finally pull away and look down between us to see the final moments of her fucking me before she comes.

The scene is erotic, and with each time her body writhes and rolls against me, I can’t think of anything else but how good it will be to fill her with everything I have inside me. She sits down hard on me one final time before falling still, her cunt squeezing over and over as her release tears through her.

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