He smiled as he tilted his head to the side, and I decided to help unfasten his belt.
“Open your legs wider,” he commanded.
I did as he asked as he drew one arm around my waist, and his belt released, but not his pants. Then he spun me around and hitched my ass toward him and forced my breasts against the cold wooden door. He slid a hand between my breast and the door and pinched my nipple.
The door was so cold compared to the heat that was rising in my body—I was melting wet between my legs and his hot breath on the side of my neck was driving me insane.
Somewhere in the midst of things, he must have released himself, and I could feel his fat cock teasing the opening of my pussy.
“You want it inside?”
“Yes!” I rasped without hesitation.
“Good girl. This is just a teaser. I’m so fucking hard right now, and you’re so damn wet.”
He pulled back, no doubt to get a rubber.
“I’m on the pill,” I lied, thinking I didn’t want this moment to end. I was on the pill, but I stopped taking it the moment I came to live with them. I wanted to feel him inside of me, all of him. I’ll go to the pharmacy tomorrow to get the morning- after pill. Now, all I wanted to do was enjoy hot, uncontrollable sex. I didn’t want anything more than the liberty and the freedom it brought when I used to have such things with Ben. We stopped the moment we came to the city—little did I know he was too busy having sex with everyone in this city, except for me.
“Good.”
Then, without warning, he dipped gently inside of me, my face bounced on the door. Our bodies were rocking as he put more of his cock inside of me.
“Fuck, this feels so good.”
I pushed my hand on to the door as he thrust deeper inside of me and I felt whole. It was as if the lust and desire had overtaken my body as each stroke coaxed my body to wrap around him like a glove.
“You want my cum to fill your body with my big fat cock!”
Shit, I loved hearing him talk dirty. I was doing that to him. He moaned as I pushed back against him, wanting to take him in deeper.
All those lonely nights thinking I wasn’t desirable, thinking no man would want me… Now I had a hot-blooded, six foot giant and a cock to match his frame, thrusting inside of me, as if there was no tomorrow, not on the bed. Shit, we were against the door because he couldn’t wait to take me.
“Can you feel that?” he growled as he took me in deeper.
“Arg, yes!” I screamed.
The only sounds in the hotel room were our wet bodies slamming against each other, echoing all around us. He slammed into me harder as I used my hands to push my body against his. My eyes naturally closed as I lost myself in the pleasure, but as he started moving faster, I knew he was on edge, just like me.
He held on to my hips as he gave one last deep thrust, as he spurted hot cum into me.
He slowed his pace before eventually pulling out of me. He scooped me in his arms, as I found myself speechless. It was then I noticed his pants were at the bottom of his feet. He lifted one leg up, and slid his pants off.
“I’m exhausted.” I sighed as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Lie down, and I’ll clean you up.”
I shook my head. “No. I can do that myself.”
“Have you never had a man take care of you?”
I hesitated before I replied, “No.”
I felt embarrassed to confess it. I’d only been with one man and look how that turned out. The idea of him wanting to look after me just felt too unreal.
“We can have a bath if you’re up for it?”
“I should be getting to the twins. I mean, I’m supposed to be…”