Page 125 of Opposites (Never) Attract
“This is your reward, darlin,” I said.
“You’re my reward. You’re always my reward. You’re all I want.”
Fuck. Who was I to fight this? To deny her? I braced my hand on her back so she couldn’t roll over and I pulled down her panties with the other hand. I hitched her knee up higher and she moaned, pressing her head into the mattress.
“You know what I see?” I asked her, my fingers drifting between her legs. “How bad you want this. How wet you are. How ready.”
She made a garbled sound of need and I slipped a finger inside of her and she arched back against my hand. My finger was wet and I used it to circle her clit and then pushed it deep inside of her again. She fucked back against me. Wanting more. Wanting me.
I slipped it out again and pressed it to her asshole. Just pressure. Nothing else.
“Tag!”
“You’d like it,” I said.
“You don’t know that,” she whispered, even as she arched up into me.
“I know I could make you beg for it. Couldn’t I, darlin?”
I trailed my finger back to her clit and she jumped. The muscles in her legs twitching. The skin between her legs pink and swollen. She was about to come and so I pinchedher clit between my fingers and she jumped. Screamed. The orgasm, a short hot blast through her body.
“Tag,” she sighed, when it was over. She tried to roll over but I kept her on her stomach. The blindfold on. I was far from done. I ran my hands over her ass, palming each cheek, my thumb brushing her asshole again and again until she stopped jumping, until she was arching into my touch.
A little more oil and my thumb slid right inside of her and she curled onto the bed gasping for air. I got on my knees behind her, still in my jeans but desperate to get inside of her. With one hand I undid my belt, unzipped my jeans, pushed everything down enough that my cock sprang free.
“Spread your legs,” I said, my voice guttural. Animal.
She whimpered, but did what I asked, and when she felt me behind her she moaned, pushing against me. “Please,” she begged.
I notched my cock against her pussy, and when I thrust forward I brushed against her clit. Her juicy pussy making me slick. Over and over again I did it until she was reaching for me, holding my cock against her so every time I moved I was right up against her clit with the exact pressure she needed.
Her second orgasm rolled through her and she held me still as she rode it out against me. I felt the spasm of her pussy and the clench of her asshole as all her sweetness ran down over my cock. I was bathed in her, and if I died right now, I would be a happy man.
She was limp on the bed and I slipped my thumb out of her body, kissing my way up to her spine. “You’re not done,” I whispered in her ear, biting the ear lobe, licking the sweat off her neck.
“What do you want?” she whispered,her blindfold still covering her eyes, and I had never been such a coward as I was at that moment. Because if she was looking at me, she might see the truth.
She was what I wanted. Forever.
“I want you to come again,” I said.
She laughed, exhausted. “That’s not possible.”
A quick shift of my hips and I was inside of her. She gasped and pushed back against me. She was so swollen I could barely move. So wet I almost didn’t have to. I paused to catch my breath.
I eased as deep as I could and then eased out, a slow, deep fuck that felt like I was losing my soul each time I moved. She was making low animal sounds and I wrapped my hand in her hair, arching her back. It took me a second to realize she was crying. Tears that weren’t getting sucked up by the kerchief were tracking down her cheeks and chin.
“Sunshine?” I said, every muscle still. “Why are you crying?”
“What if I never have this again?” she whispered, then covered her mouth with both her hands like she hadn’t meant to say it out loud.
If I can’t, you can’t, I wanted to say. Cruel, when the last thing I wanted to be to her was cruel. But this was over. The end.
I could wish her well another time, but not when I was fucking her for the last time.
I got up on my knees and she bowed under me, her hips arching back. With my hand still in her hair I slammed into her. She braced herself against the headboard, pushing back against me, and I didn’t know who was fucking who. But I needed her to come again, a complete ruination, before I could get there.
“What are you doing?” she gasped, when I eased my hand between her legs.
