Page 34 of Stick Work

“Yes,” she cries out. “Just like that.”

I pump and grind and give her every thick inch of me, going so deep I nearly bury my balls in her. She takes it all, wants it all, and that fucks me over in the worst way. Like two wild animals in heat we fuck, we fuck like we don’t have a care in the world, like tomorrow or next year doesn’t exist and it’s the most goddam freeing thing I’ve ever felt.

I let one of her hands go, reach down and apply pressure to her clit as my other hand goes to her back, holding her down against the table.

“Ohmigod, yes, Elias.”

I play with her clit, and she tries to move but can’t. Having her like this, knowing how much she likes it so fucking hot, it’s all I can do to hang on. “You want to come for me, sweet girl?”

The words bring on a quiver, and I fuck her harder, faster, my fingers slicking over her swollen clit. “You’ve been thinking about my cock all day?”

“God, yes.”

“Good, because I’ve been thinking about putting my cock in you all day. I’ve been walking around with a fucking boner.”

“You’ve been thinking about me too?” she asks.

“You haven’t left my mind, babe.”

I pump again and her muscles clench, a keening cry catching in her throat as her hot liquid release singes my cock and brings pleasure that surpasses anything I’ve ever felt before.

“Babe, my God, you’re fucking amazing.”

She comes and comes and comes some more and I slide into her, giving her my cock to clench around as I work to prolong her pleasure. She claws at the table, no doubt scoring the oak with her nails and her diamond hard nipples. Fuck, I’ll have to buff out the evidence later.

No longer able to hold it, I pound once, twice and then go still high inside her, filling her with my cum. I spurt, nothing in this world mattering except the heat and pleasure between us.

“Elias…” Her voice is low, sated and so sweet, as I deplete myself in her body. Once I stop spasming, I fall over her body, and press kisses to her back.

“Sweet girl, you are incredible.”

She gives a contented moan, and her body is practically a puddle beneath mine, but as my brain fills with blood again, I inch up. “I’m crushing you.”

I run my fingers down her spine, touching her gently this time, no wild animal in heat as tenderness steals over me. Honest to God, the way this woman trusts me with her body. But she has every right to. She knows me well enough to know I’d never do anything to hurt her or put her in any kind of trouble. She sighs again, and I help her up, turning her in my arms to take in the softness on her face, the pink flush on her cheeks.

“Elias, that was…” Mimicking me from this morning, she makes a fist, puts it to her head and pulls it away in a mock explosion.

“Yeah?” I ask like a fool, wanting to hear more.

She grins. “Yeah.”

I press my forehead to hers, our breaths mingling. “I kind of lost it, T.” My hands trace gentle paths along her arms. “It’s only your second time, and I…” My voice falters. “I probably shouldn’t have let things get so out of hand like that.”

Her fingers brush mine as she pulls back just enough to meet my gaze. “No,” she whispers, the warmth and care in her eyes wrapping around me like a second skin. “You should have. I wanted that for you, Elias.”

She wanted that for me? My heart wobbles.

Her eyes narrow. “How did it feel?”

“Incredible,” I manage, the word catching in my throat as though it doesn’t quite do justice to what I felt.

A small smile curves her lips as she rises to press a kiss to my mouth. “Good.”

Curiosity gets the better of me and I ask, “Why did you want that for me?”

“You’re always so in control, always putting everyone else first. I wanted you to let go of all your worries. Elias unleashed. For you…” she pauses to wink. “…and for me.”

My chest tightens, a wave of emotion crashing over me. How could I not love this woman?

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