Page 40 of Dirty Roxie
She moans against my mouth and brings her legs up around my waist. The sundress she’s wearing offering no barrier at all between us. I feel her heat against me, fueling my impatience.
“Need you, babe.” My hand rustles under her dress until I find her panties, then rip them down in one tug. Her good hand hurriedly tries to undo my pants, I take over and push them down around my thighs. Then center myself and thrust inside her.
“Oh.” Our collective moans fill the elevator car as I sink all the way in.
“So good, baby, so good,” I groan into her neck.
“Yes.” She squeezes me tighter everywhere.
I pump in and out. Slowly at first, then picking up the pace when I can’t wait any longer.
“Right there, Mack. Oh, yes.”
I keep that pace and angle, sweat pooling at my temples, the air in the elevator car hot and stale. Her moans pushing me closer to my release.
“You close, baby?” I pant.
She nods, burying her face in my neck to drown her cries. Then quickly, too quickly, follow her release with my own in one final thrust.
“Fuck, Daria.” I rest my forehead against hers, trying to catch my breath.
God, I love this woman.
Not wanting to let her go or break the connection between us, I hold her tight against me. Realizing that with all the action around Reed and me lately, I’d almost forgotten just how much I need her.
Emotionally.
Physically.
Daily.
Daria pushes at my chest and I loosen my hold so she can lower her legs to the floor. She gives me a wobbly smile. “That’s what I call a welcome to Colombia.”
I tuck myself back in my pants, then collect her ripped panties from the floor and use them to clean the juices dripping down her thighs before shoving them in my pocket as a memento of the occasion. I help her get her sundress back in place before reaching over to release the elevator car and continue to the upper floors.
“Oh, my gorgeous girl.” I jump up and knock my hat off the camera and place it back on my head. “That was definitely not your welcome fuck. That was just a preview. You ain’t seen nothing yet.”
