Page 94 of Hale Yes
Helix’s hips pull back, and I watch his cock slide out of me, swollen and dripping wet from being inside me. Then he slams into me so hard, I’m forced up the bed a few inches.
“Fuck!” I cry as he slides me back down and folds me almost in half with my knees near my shoulders.
Then he rides me like he owns me, his pace punishing. He leans forward and props his hands on the wall over the headboard, changing the angle to one that has my eyes rolling back in my head. The thick ridge of his penis slides over my G-spot with every deep thrust.
Helix uses his entire body to fuck, not merely a back and forth hip motion like most. There’s rolling and circling, a bowed back, and bunching muscles. It’s like my body is some kind ofadvanced workout machine that he uses to exercise every muscle group in his body at the same time.
He goes deeper than I ever imagined possible and holds there, grinding his pubic bone against my clit, giving me stimulation from the inside and outside. My vagina clamps around him like she’s found what she’s been looking for all these years, and she’s determined to keep him.
“Fuck yeah. I love when my bad girl is good for me,” he groans, finding a new rhythm that’s exactly what I need.In and out. Hard grind. In and out. Hard grind.
I’m making unintelligible noises, and he reads them like a book, taking full advantage of my bliss. Helix is relentless, pushing against the wall for leverage as his body pounds into mine. He’s taking what he wants while at the same time he’s making sure I get what I need.
The bedsprings squeak and the headboard bangs against the wall so hard I probably won’t get my security deposit back. I don’t give a rat’s ass right now. Helix could fuck the house down and I wouldn’t care.
I need to come. Immediately.
“Helix, please,” I whimper. I look up at his handsome face, pinched with exertion and dripping sweat onto the pillow and my face. A droplet lands on my lips, and I greedily lick it, tasting the salt of him. “Please let me come, Dr. Hale.”
His reply is a guttural rasp. “Goddamn, baby.” He pushes forward until his hips rest against my ass and he grinds. His cock is so deep, and the friction of his leg hair abrades my tender flesh, pushing me over the edge in a split second.
I scream. He grunts. We come.
It’s the most perfect orgasm I’ve ever experienced. We buck against each other, taking and giving until we’re both spent.
Helix has my hands untied a few seconds later, and then he collapses on top of me, our sweat mingling together.
“We’re so good together,” he pants, nuzzling into my neck. His weight is heavy, but not overwhelming because he keeps himself propped on one forearm, using the other hand to stroke up and down the outside of my leg. “Why do I keep trying to deny it?”
“I don’t know,” I say softly, looping my arms around his neck and brushing my fingers through his dark hair. Helix kisses the side of my face and slowly pulls himself from my body. I make a small sound of protest, and he moves to lie beside me.
“What do you want me to do now?” he asks, his voice so quiet it’s almost inaudible.
“What do you mean?”
“Do you want me to go?”
I glance at the bedside clock. “It’s really late. You can stay if you want.” Then I realize that sounded a bit cold and amend my statement. “Iwantyou to stay,” I tell him, emphasizing the second word.
His dimple pops gently with his smile. “Okay, baby, just give me a second to take care of the condom, and I’ll be back.”
We just finished round two, this time a hard fuck from behind. Helix wasn’t exaggerating at all about his outstanding rebound time. He positioned me up on my knees and once again had my hands bound to the headboard with his suspenders. I knew there was a reason I was turned on by those damn things.
While my hands were rendered useless, Helix’s had free rein of my body, alternating between rubbing my clit and pinching my nipples. All the while his mouth was on me, licking up my spine, biting my shoulders, sucking on my neck. It was sensation overload and just as explosive as the first time tonight.
We didn’t shower after either romp. I loved the scent of hard sex that permeated the room, and since he didn’t mention cleaning up, I assume he did as well.
Or maybe the poor man was simply exhausted. He’d put in some serious work tonight, taking us both to soaring heights. We did take time to remove our contact lenses. I always keep an extra case, and we stood beside each other at the double sink and bared our eyeballs, our blurry gazes meeting in the mirror. It felt like a very couple-y thing to do and I liked it way more than I probably should have.
Now we’re facing each other on the bed, our legs tangled together and our hands roaming.
“What are we doing?” Helix whispers into the darkness as his fingers draw lazy circles on my hip.
I open my eyelids. His face is inches from mine, and since my eyes have dark-adjusted, I can make out some of his features. His dark brows are pinched together.
“I thought we were going to sleep. Swear to god, if you want to fuck again already, I’m going to have you tested because you can’t be human.”
He barely cracks a grin. “No, I mean what are we doing, as in… us? Are we dating? Fuck buddies? Friend with benefits?”
