Page 48 of Hard Hitter

She answered without hesitation, completely willing to follow my lead. Her immediate submission made me let out a shallow breath. I was holding onto my control by my fingertips. Chloe’s personality was so big I sometimes forgot how small she was compared to me. I could easily break her in half if I was careless.

As if she could read my mind, she reached up and pulled my head down for a kiss. “I’m not afraid of you. I like everything you do to me, Noah.”

Her words banished the last of my doubts. I quickly sheathed myself with a condom and gripped the back of her neck, urging her upper body down onto the bed. She twisted her head to send me a wicked smile over her shoulder. A buzz of excitement started at the base of my spine and spread through my body. Chloe liked when I took charge, so I stopped trying to hold back.

Even after our brief hiatus, she was still soaking wet for me. I gripped the base of my cock and teased her entrance.

“You ready for me, Trouble?”

I didn’t wait for her to respond. With a tight grip on her, I plunged in to the hilt—a long, slick slide marked by her gasp. Chloe squeezed me tightly as I held myself still, giving her time to get used to my size. When she tilted her hips looking for more, I pulled back slowly and snapped my hips forward again. I kept up the deliberate pace until she was straining to meet each thrust.

“Fuck, Noah…,” she groaned into the mattress, grasping handfuls of the sheets in her fists.

We fell into a rhythm that had us both panting, racing for the end. I palmed her ass, stroking a line down between her cheeks. Chloe sucked in a breath, and her gaze darted to mine. With a raised brow, I pressed my thumb against her puckered hole, asking permission.

Her lips curled up, and she pushed back into me, squeezing me impossibly hard. “Yes. Harder. Fuck me like you mean it.”

Yes. The real Chloe was so much better than any fantasy I conjured up. I swiped some liquid from her pussy onto my thumb and wet the skin before pushing inside her ass—just enough to make her fuck herself every time she met my thrusts.

My other hand disappeared between her legs to rub her clit. If I had my way, she’d think about me, about this, every time she moved tomorrow—every time she moved and felt the pull of what I’d done to her, what we’d done together.

I wanted to put a claim on her so deep it would never leave her… just like she did to me.

As promised, she came twice more before I finished with my mouth against her neck, whispering words of praise. Chloe let out a satisfied hum, and inside me, something vital shifted and slid into a new configuration.

A burst of rightness, of belonging, tightened into what was probably an unhealthy attachment to the woman underneath me. I dragged my lips across her shoulder blade, reveling in her salty taste.

“Is this the part where I tell you good girl?” I murmured, loosening my hold.

Chloe collapsed onto her belly and shook with laughter for a long second. “Damn, Noah. As soon as I can move, I’m going to give you a high five. Ten out of ten. Would recommend.”

I chuckled and headed for the bathroom. Her apartment was a slightly smaller copy of ours, with each room having an en suite. I tossed the condom, washed my hands, and flipped on the hot water in the shower. Chloe may have been singing my praises, but she would probably be sore. The heat would help.

When I returned to the bedroom, she hadn’t moved from her face down position sprawled diagonally across the mattress. I sat next to her, trailing my fingertips down her spine.

“Come get clean with me before we get dirty again.”

I watched the subtle movements of her back as she flopped over, then I couldn’t tear my eyes off her breasts.

“I’m too tired for another round. Seriously. I’ve never come so many times in a twenty-four-hour period.”

I raised a brow. “I haven’t had you in here for nearly that long.”

“I know. I was counting when I fucked myself silly this morning to try to take the edge off before going to the alumni dinner with you.”

The loose, warm contentment swimming in my system sharpened to painful need in the space of a breath. My gaze lifted to her face and the knowing smirk on her lips. She reached out to stroke my now hard cock.

“Your recovery rate is ridiculous. Are you sure you’re not part superhero?”

I scooped her up and carried her into the steamy bathroom with me. “It’s all about the incentives. Any time you’re near me, my dick is ready to go.”

“I like this superpower.” She sucked in a breath when I stepped into the shower with her, then tilted her head back to wet her hair. “I could get used to dick on command.”

“It’s a big responsibility, but I think you’re up to it,” I deadpanned.

Chloe laughed and patted my arm until I let her down. “Let’s find out.”

She maneuvered us so my shoulders blocked the spray of the water and sank down to her knees. My heart tried to beat out of my chest when her eyes flicked up at me, her mouth full of my cock.

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