Page 49 of Not A Chance

Biting her lip, she leaned back and took me in her hands, my shaft already slick with her come. Her grip firm but nowhere tight enough to make me come, she obviously wanted to make me beg.

And beg, I would. Happily.

“Please, baby. You feel so good, teasing me like that.”

“How badly do you want to be inside me right now?” Her grip tightened on my cock as she concentrated on torturing the sensitive skin of my tip.

“I’ve never needed anything so badly as I want to be inside you right now, baby. Please. Put my cock into that tight heat and ride me again. You were so incredibly hot. I almost came watching you.” Indie’s thighs squeezed my hips at my words, shuddering with anticipation.

Moving up onto her knees to position her center over where she held my cock in her hand, she angled the tip of my cock against her pussy, rubbing me back and forth through her sopping folds.

“I want to feel you, Theo. With nothing between us.” Her gaze locked on mine.

Her voice was quieter now, some of the bravado of the seductress that had taken charge this evening receding into the background. There was a hint of vulnerability there. It was the first time there had been any hesitation in her all night.

I was fully aware that making these kinds of decisions was not the smartest idea, but I wanted to feel her too. More, some caveman instinct wanted to fill her up with my come and mark her that way.

Fuck, yeah. I did. I wanted evidence of what was happening between us to mark us both.

If it had been anyone else but Indie, I would never have considered going without protection. I’d never done that, all too aware of the risks.

But in this moment, despite the powerful orgasm that we were both reminded of every time the wet sound of our movements filled her bedroom, her eyes filled with want all over again.

“I’m negative. It’s been, Christ, I don’t know how long since I’ve had sex.” Shit, it’d been way more than a year. The routine team physicals were all fine.

“Me too, Theo. I’m on birth control. We’re safe.”

With that settled, she didn’t wait to position me at her entrance and then, looking up into my eyes, sunk down on me in one swift stroke.

“God-fucking-damnit. Holy shit, baby,” my voice rasped as I tried to reconcile how good she felt.

An endless stream of filth fell from my lips at the feel of her wet, tight heat completely encompassing me.

I searched her face for any discomfort from how fast she pulled me into her pussy, but she was so slick from our earlier activities she just looked blissed-out.

Squeezing her inner muscles, likely trying to push me further into oblivion, she forced more curses from my lips as she rose up until only the tip of my cock rested inside her and then thrust herself back down.

“Indie. Indie. You’re driving me crazy,” I whispered.

“Good,” she panted, now lost in the rhythmic movements of her lower body. “Just hold on to me and let me fuck you.”

Oh fuck. I might not make it through the night. She’d kill me with how good this sex was.

I decided to take her at her word. I gripped her hips in my hand, holding on firmly but letting her set the pace and intensity.

The heat of our fucking and the effort it took not to flip her over and fuck her like a wild animal had beads of sweat breaking out on my forehead, running down into my hairline.

Indie’s skin was flushed with pleasure and exertion, now a rosypink from her cheeks down to her chest.

There were too many incredible visions to feast my eyes on at once. I gorged on the slick feel of her heat on my cock as I watched the place where we were joined together. My cock was wet and shining with her arousal as she moved me in and out of her body.

I loved seeing her lose control. The walls she held so tightly around her, keeping everyone out. But here she was, present in this moment with me, our eyes locked on one another. I recognized this for the gift that it was. Indie seemed relaxed and free to take what she wanted without thinking about how she looked or how she should act.

My chest hurt with a different kind of pleasure at seeing her trust me enough to see her unguarded in this way.

I couldn’t get enough of her. This connection. Us together.

It hit me like a freight train how much she meant to me. I wanted to drown her in pleasure, yes, but also keep her safe and honor that trust.

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