I gripped his shoulders and moved my hips against him as he sucked and nipped at my nipples. I was all for foreplay, but the wetness between my legs and the burn that was starting to build was driving me crazy.
"I need you inside me, now." I pushed him back and leaned forward, reaching for the hem of his shirt.
He made a rumbling noise that was much more animalistic than I was used to and reached behind his neck, yanking his shirt off. "Take off your pants."
I slid off the counter and shimmied out of the yoga pants I was wearing. “You’re a little bossy.”
He kicked off his shoes and took off his pants. The kitchen seemed like the last place we should have sex, but before I could say anything, he lifted me back on the counter and took my mouth again.
I pulled away as he lined up with my entrance. “Wait, I don’t know where you’ve been.”
He gave me a funny look and then his face softened. “We don’t get STIs.”
“Well, that’s reassuring, but what about getting pregnant? Does human birth control even work? I'm on it.” I felt like I was ruining the moment, but the last thing I wanted when dealing with turning into a wild animal was carrying a baby too. "You had condoms in your nightstand."
Nice one, Ivy.Now he was going to know I took his knife and then assume I'd taken the gun too.
“How do you... never mind. Yes, it works, but you can only get pregnant during the full moon anyway.” He cringed, probably from my expression. “I know, I know. Not exactly sexy talk.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Well then, tell me something sexy.”
He put his lips by my ear as he grabbed his cock and rubbed it against my clit. “This morning in the shower, I got off thinking about burying my cock deep inside you.”
He lined up with my entrance and slid in tantalizingly slow. I wrapped my legs around his waist. “More.”
“I imagined how hot and wet you’d be for me and how your pussy would clench around me as I slid in and out.” He began moving his hips in rolling motions that made my toes curl.
"And is it as you imagined?" I dug my nails into his shoulders as my head fell back.
He kissed along my neck. "It's tight and hot. Fuck, Ivy. It's like your pussy was made for me."
"Then fuck me." I was practically begging for him. His dick stretched me in a way that made my legs tremble, and I didn't want him to hold back.
He picked up the pace, the sound of our skin slapping together and the gasps and moans echoing in the kitchen.
Warmth spread across my entire body, and with every thrust, my clit throbbed, aching for relief of the pressure.
"I'm going to come," I panted against his mouth like some kind of animal.
He picked me up, turned, and walked to the kitchen table. I whimpered, not liking the sudden decrease in pace the move made. My ass hit the table and then he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and wanting. I didn't have to wonder for long what he was doing because he pulled me up, spun me around, and pushed me down against the table so my ass was facing him.
"Cole. What are you-" His hand landed on my ass, and I yelped at the sting of pain as my pussy clenched around nothing.
"This ass is mine." He ran his hand over the burning globe as he kissed down my spine.
His teeth nipped at the skin where he had smacked before he kissed it. I held onto the side of the table and tried not to lose my mind.
"This crack is mine." He slid his hand down my crack as he kissed down to the backs of my thighs. "These legs are mine."
I was trembling as his hand cupped my pussy that was dripping with desire. I knew he was about to claim it, and I pushed my ass back and spread my legs.
"What else is yours?" My voice trembled as I waited for him to relieve the pressure between my legs.
His finger dipped between my folds and circled my clit. "This clit is mine."
"Oh, God, yes." I rested my cheek against the cool surface of the table. "Take it. Take it all."
"This pussy..." His finger circled my entrance. "Mm, most definitely mine."