Page 81 of Sweet Little Thing

She paused, then gave a small shrug. “No. Not really.”

That had been the answer I wanted to hear. However, I’d make sure the next time I asked, she said yes. Setting my coffee cup on the table beside the door, I went to her, taking long strides. Her eyes went wide, and anticipation sparked in them.

“Drop the covers, Beulah,” I demanded, and I loved that she did just that. Exposing her naked breasts that were firm and high. Hard nipples showed her arousal. She tilted her head up to watch me. There was a bite mark on her neck, and I felt a greedy, possessive smirk break out on my face. I’d done that.

“Turn around. Put your hands on the bed. Stick your hot little ass up in the air.”

Her breathing was rapid as she listened to my directions. She didn’t question me. She moved slowly, and her eyes stayed locked with mine. As she stood, the covers dropped, exposing her to me completely. Then, she did exactly as I had instructed.

There was a slight pink mark on her left cheek. I touched it, gently outlining it with the tip of my finger. Then I ran my thumb over it to soothe it before sliding my hand between her legs to shove them open wider. I pressed down on her back with my palm. “I want it higher,” I said as her ass lifted toward me.

My dick throbbed as I watched her prepare for me. For it. I feared I’d never let her out of this apartment again. I had images of her naked spread out on my bar in the kitchen. Of her standing under the water in the shower as I knelt on my knees between her legs. Of her hands against the glass of my patiodoors looking outside at the world around us as I sank into her from behind. The thrill of someone seeing us and the possessive fear of anyone else seeing her like this fought against me.

I slipped a finger inside her, and she jerked. “You said you weren’t sore,” I said, gently testing her.

“That’s not pain, it’s need,” she was panting as she spoke.

I used one hand to shove my boxers down, kicking them aside. Closing the other hand over my cock, I pumped it while I touched her. The wetness pooling between her legs coated my fingers making my dick jerk, her tight pussy had become my drug.

Unable to tease either of us anymore, I grabbed her waist and pulled her ass closer to me. Her legs spread open wider. I used no restraint as I pushed into her. Her slick hole sucked me in and squeezed.

“OH GOD!” she screamed.

I wasn’t sure there was a God, but when her pussy massaged my dick like a vice, I was pretty damn sure that only a greater being could create something this beautiful.

“Feel good, baby? Is that what you want? A hard morning fuck,” my voice was laced with the tension of my building release. Deep and hoarse.

“Yes! Harder. Fuck me until I can’t stand up,” she begged, then turned her head to look back at me. Her hands gripped the covers and fisted them. “I want you to come on my face.”

“Shit!” I roared. Hearing talk like that from her sweet mouth was going to cause me to blow before I was ready. “Keep talking like that, and I’m going to lose my load before I can get out of you.”

She gave me a wicked grin, and I pounded her so hard I was afraid it was too much. Her eyes closed, and she moaned. I did it again, and she threw her head back and moaned louder. Reaching up, I grabbed a handful of hair and pulled it back.

“AH! YES!” she cried.

This little perfect beauty was naughty as hell. I hadn’t realized that until last night. That knowledge made me feel even more crazed when I was inside her. I wanted to do things to her I should be fucking ashamed of.

“Take it,” I said and kept up the hard rhythm. My dick was so damn swollen I knew my release was close. But I couldn’t pull out. Stopping was impossible. Not when her pussy felt like a silken glove around me.

“Oh God! There! Oh, GOD! I’m,” she cried. “Please. HARD!” Her ass raised higher, and she pushed back against me. “I can’t stop!” she sounded frantic. Her ass slapping my thighs. “Yes, yes, yes,” the panting was her orgasm. I couldn’t pull out until she was done, but her orgasm continued. Her body was wild against mine. She tightened on my dick, and I began shaking as I tried to keep from losing it.

“Oh God, again! It’s coming again,” she shook and trembled, and her ass bounced against me, the soft skin jiggling from the wild movements. Her cries of pleasure grew. I was there, and nothing on earth could stop me. My hands clasped her waist so hard I knew she’d have marks.

“BEULAH!” I roared as I spilled into her. My release pumped relentlessly as she kept slapping against me, panting.

“UUUUUHHHHH!!!! A…A…AGAIN,” she said as she stilled with her ass pressed tightly against me. Her body was shaking violently. My seed was deep inside her, marking her.

Her head collapsed on the bed, and she let out a long sigh. “Wow,” her voice was hoarse now.

I eased my grip on her hips. Then picked her up and moved her until she was lying on the bed. I’d never gone without protection with a woman. Ever. It was something I prided myself on. I had a case of condoms in my bedroom. But not once had I considered using them with her. Not last night. Not this morning. And notone time when I shot inside of her. I couldn’t even muster regret.

Instead, I opened her legs, and she blinked. She gazed up at me before she willingly let her legs fall open. The inner beast inside me touched her with one finger, and I fucking memorized the way my semen looked leaking from her. Wet on her thighs. That was me on her skin.

“I should apologize for doing this a second time. But I can’t,” I told her honestly.

“I’d be disappointed if you did.”

I ran a finger over the wetness now trickling down to her ass, and she shivered. “Ah.”

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