Abby

 

He looked incredible as I swallowed down his cock. I was looking into the bright blue eyes of the most stubborn man I’d ever come to know. He was intelligent and knew it. Boasted whenever he could and risked everything for his work. He made shitty choices based on what was best for him and hated taking anyone else’s opinion on things. He was tightly wound and infuriatingly two-dimensional.

But I knew what he was capable of underneath all of that.

I knew the sensuality that rolled through his body. I knew the romance he possessed, but never unlocked. I knew the desires he craved and the things he dreamed about at night. I knew he was capable of opening up and being vulnerable if he would just let his walls down.

“Shit, Abby. You feel so good.”

His words shivered me as I pulled his cock from between my lips with a pop. No matter how straightforward he felt he needed to be, and no matter how tight the knot in his panties were, the lust and the animalistic nature of him was undeniable. I clawed my way there over Christmas and reaped the benefits by shaking in his arms all night. I knew there was a softer side to him he could show if he could just trust someone enough to not take advantage of it. Businessmen lived in a world where their cards always needed to be kept close to their chests.

But he didn’t have to be like that with me.

He didn’t have to act that way with me at all.

I felt Colin’s arms wrap around me before he tossed me onto the bed. My tits bounced everywhere as he descended right between my legs. His tongue wasted no time in finding my beautiful little nub as my arousal dripped onto his cheeks. I could feel the warmth of his fingertips as he kneaded into the meat of my thighs. I could feel my swollen clit growing fatter and fatter with each lick of his tongue. My gut was beginning to churn and my toes were beginning to curl. My hands were wrapped in his perfectly-combed black hair, my hips grinding against his face as he held me to the bed.

My body shook with the force of my first climax, but he didn’t even let me catch my breath before he sank his cock into my body.

My legs were thrown over his shoulders and he folded me in half. I could taste myself on his lips as he crashed his face into mine. My body was shaking against his as he dove in and out of my depths, coating himself in me as the bed rocked on its frame. My hands dug into his meaty forearms, leaving nail indentations behind as I breathlessly called out his name.

It was all the strength I could muster before he drove me over the edge a second time.

My mind was spinning and stars were bursting behind my eyes. I was quaking in his arms as my legs slid from his shoulders. I felt his lips curl around my pebbled nipple, his teeth raking against them as I arched into his body. The sparks that flew between the connections of our skin raised the fuzz all over my body. My heart hammered in my chest and tears of sweet release brewed behind my eyes. I craved his touch. I ached for his lips against my skin. I relished in how sweetly my name slid from his lips and I shook with the vulnerability that buzzed between the two of us.

Colin crept back up my body before our lips connected again. Only this time, neither of us closed our eyes. We held one another’s gaze as his hands slid up my arms. He massaged each and every inch of them before our hands found each other’s, then our fingers intertwined. His large hands encompassed my own, dwarfing them as a small smile appeared upon my cheeks.

It felt right to be here with him in this moment.

It felt right for his eyes to be holding mine.

I didn’t feel intimidated or deceived. I didn’t feel less than him or scared of what was happening. There was a delight behind his eyes that made me giggle, and as he pulled me upright and into his lap I could feel his heart hammering against my chest.

“You’re beautiful, Abby,” Colin said.

I blushed at his comment before I rolled my hips and let his cock slide effortlessly into my body again.

He groaned at the sensation as I kept rocking my hips. I threaded my arms around his neck as his hands gripped onto my ass. He rolled me into him, pulling me closer and closer as my lips peppered kisses along his shoulder. I could hear him grunting and sighing into my ear, and the sounds cascaded shivers down my spine. I felt close to him. One with him. I felt our bodies melding into each other’s as I buried my face into the crook of his neck.

“Oh Colin,” I said breathlessly. “Don’t stop.”

His hands helped to guide my hips faster and faster until I was slamming myself down onto his lap. His lips were nipping at me, leaving behind rising bruises I knew I would love to hate in the morning. His hands pressed into the small of my back, shoving his cock deeper into my body as I trembled in his lap. My clit was swelling and his cock was rubbing up against it from behind, shaking every muscle in my body as his scent penetrated to my bones. He smelled of sweat and sex and passion and dedication. He felt like heaven had seeped into the beds of my nails. I clung to him as I rode his cock, straddling him on the bed as he willingly met me thrust for thrust.

Our lips collided in a sloppy kiss, our teeth clattering as my body began to clench down onto his.

“I feel you,” he said breathlessly. “I feel every part of you, Abby.”

“Don’t stop, Colin. Please. I’ll do anything. Just don’t stop. Don’t let me go.”

He clamored on the bed and pinned me to my back before he rolled his hips deep into mine. My hands rushed through his hair, my fingernails scraping along his scalp as his eyes held mine. I locked my legs around his and pulled him closer, his legs sprawling out on the bed as he slammed into me. My breasts jumped against his chiseled chest and his sweat dripped onto my nose. I could feel his cock growing against my throbbing walls as my jaw unhinged in silent pleasure.

And still, his beautiful eyes held mine.

“That’s right,” he said. “Cum for me. Let it go. Let me feel it.”

“Yes, Colin. Yes. Oh, please. I’m so close. I just—a little more. I—”

Slamming my hands down onto his back, I clung to him for dear life as I climaxed against his body. My legs pulled taut and my body gripped him close, pulling his cock further into me as I moaned into his neck. I panted and heaved for air as he held me close, our bodies dropping to the bed before he finally popped.

I could feel his cock pulsing with every pump inside of me as we laid there, tangled up tightly within each other.

Like we had been on Christmas.

I didn’t want to let him go. Something inside of me had grown accustomed to the warmth and safety I felt when I was body-deep in his grasp. I could feel him breathing heavily into my skin as he stayed seated inside of me, our bodies spread for each other as our arousal seeped into the bed below us. The weather outside howled in anger, barreling down with its fury as it tried to stunt our moment. The wind howled against the window and the ice smacked down against the glass. It was pitch black outside, swallowing the whole of Kansas whole as it tried to chew us up and spit us back out.

But I held Colin close to my body as my eyelids began to grow heavy. I felt the closeness I’d been longing for since before the New Year, and I wasn’t ready to let go of it yet.

And something told me that Colin felt the exactly same way.