Easton

What the fuck is wrong with me? I nearly sank into Ireland right there in the pool--bareback. If it hadn't been for my need to take my time with her, I probably would have forgotten completely about protection. That's how you end up with a kid and child support payments. But my cock gives a jerk at the thought of filling her with my baby. I can't deny the caveman need to leave my mark, give her a piece of me so she'll never forget, but now isn't the time.

I slide open the door to my room and lay her on the bed, her wet body as beautiful as I'd known it would be. She's open for me, ready and trusting.

"Spread your knees, baby," I say, needing full access to the treasure between her thighs.

She does, no arguments, no sass. She knows how important this moment is.

I've tasted her mouth, but now it's time to taste her pussy. Fitting my shoulders between her legs, I spread her lips with my fingers and trail them over her smooth, bare skin. She's glistening with arousal and it takes everything in me not to dive right in. I sink one finger inside her, loving the little gasp of surprise that comes from her. She's tight and hot and wet.

"God, Easton, it feels so good," she moans.

"It's about to feel a lot better." I take the hard button of her clit into my mouth and suck. She tastes like honey and I could lap at her all fucking night. I swirl my tongue and pump my finger in and out until she's trembling.

"I...I'm, oh, God, I'm coming." Her broken words have my cock weeping with the need to be inside her and when she clenches around my finger, I have to press my own hips into the mattress to get some relief.

Then she's grabbing my hair, pulling me up her body. Her eyes are filled with desperate need. "Inside me," she breathes. I nod and move to grab a condom, but she holds me tight. "I'm on the pill. I need to feel all of you. Please?"

I should still get protection, I know that, but I want to feel all of her too. Shoving my swim trunks down my hips, I kick the wet fabric off and line my aching erection up with her pussy. "Ready, baby?" I ask.

She bites her lower lip and nods. "So, fucking ready."

I don't look away from her gaze as I slowly sink into her body. Instead, I watch her expression change from excitement to a little discomfort as she adjusts to my size, and then finally to absolute pleasure. I'm breathing hard, trying to keep from thrusting until I know she's ready.

"What are you waiting for?" she asks, that sass coming through again.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"I'm not fragile. If you don't start moving, I'm going to take charge and ride you until I come."

My cock throbs inside her causing us both to moan. I'd love to see her on top, her perfect tits bouncing as she gets us both off. But this time, I'm owning her. I thrust, pull back, thrust again until the rhythm is steady and we're both panting. Her nails dig into my back and she cries out my name while I drive deep inside her. I never want to leave this bed.

"You feel so good, baby." I move into her holding on to every ounce of control I possess to stop the orgasm racing up my spine. "So fucking good."

I groan as she clenches around me, the telltale pulse of her around my cock. Her climax has her eyes fluttering, legs tightening, heels digging into my ass, bringing on my own release. "I never want this to end," she says and I can't agree more.

"It doesn't have to." I know the minute I say it, I've made a mistake. She tenses and shifts out from under me, standing and pulling a blanket off the chair. Then she wraps it around her and starts for the door. "Hey, don't do that."

"But that's the point of this. It does have to end." Her voice holds no hint of sadness. She's matter of fact.

"Why?"

"You're only here for two weeks. This" —she gestures between us— "was never supposed to be more than a fling."

I stand and go to her, not willing to let her shut me down. "Stop. You feel it just like I do. This is more than a fling."

"You're going to leave and I won't see you again. That's how this works. No one stays in Vegas. This is the place people come to get away from real life. I should know. I've been hiding from my life for two years."

I pull her to me, holding her close and breathing in her vanilla scent. She's been hurt by someone, that much is obvious. "You'll see me again. I promise. What we have is special. It might have only been a few days, but I know. I feel it."

She doesn't wiggle out of my grasp or fight my hold. She melts into my arms and lets me comfort her. "I feel it too. I want you to be telling me the truth."

"I am. Now come back to bed and let me love you." I pick her up and carry her back to my bed.

I wake up with her in my arms, warm, naked, and pressed against me. Fuck. I could take her right now, I'm so ready. She gives a little moan and wriggles that perfect ass of hers so my cock is nestled between the firm cheeks. Her ass looks like a peach, plump and round, ready for me to take a bite of. I remember thinking that when she got in the pool. My hand slides down her hip and around so I can cup her beautiful ass. She moans again, and I move my fingers forward until I'm touching a very different part of her body. This part is hot and wet and needy for me.

"Morning, baby," I murmur against her shoulder.

"Mmm," she says, stretching and rolling her hips. The friction does fantastic things to my dick.

"I want you."

I play with her clit, making her shudder and spread her legs. Without another word, I line myself up with her entrance and slide into her waiting pussy. God, she feels like heaven. Like it's nothing but her and me, made for each other. I know right now, beyond everything else, that I want her forever. When this concert is done, when I'm ready to leave, I'm taking this woman with me.