“Kiss me.”

Her demand sounded like music to my ears. Since I’d laid eyes on her in Missy’s, I had wanted to sink deep inside her and ravish, taste and memorize every inch of her delectable body so she’d live in my memories forever. But I had reasons to resist. But now, having her stand in front of me, begging me with not just her words but her intoxicating eyes, I knew I would deal with whatever consequence I may face because she was totally worth it.

My mouth slammed onto hers and I swallowed her gasp as it began tearing through the room. Taking the moment offered by her moans, my tongue slipped into her mouth and I devoured everything she gave, and searched for everything she held back. Circling my arms around her waist, I lifted her off her feet, and her legs wrapped around me. She rocked against me, and we devoured each other’s mouths as I walked us down the hall toward my bedroom. With every step I took, her pussy ground on my now throbbing cock, and my craving to fuck her intensified.

This was the purest kind of ecstasy I’d ever encountered.

When my knees hit the side of the bed, I reluctantly broke our kiss. Our heated gaze collided, and when she licked her lips, and pulled on the edge of my shirt, my hunger for her skyrocketed.

After lowering her onto my bed, I hovered over her, and dwarfed her petite frame.

“Are you wet for me, sweetheart?” My hoarse voice echoed loudly around the room. “Because I am rock-fucking-hard for you.”

Sasha’s whimper was the only answer I needed. I took my time to admire every inch of her body, reveling in the view of having her in my bed.

“Ben, please. I need you to touch me.”

I’d never had a better invitation in my life.

I moved slightly to the side so half my body shadowed hers. I moved my mouth to the side of her neck, and my teeth nipped at her sensitive flesh, as one of my hands traveled down her flat stomach. A low moan crawled up her throat when I slid my hand inside her panties and teased her soaked pussy, before sliding a finger inside her.

I worked her body with one finger and then two, and the sound of her wetness and whimpers made me feel like I’d stepped into an erotic dream. I slowed down my movements, removed my hand out from her panties, and pulled my mouth from her neck. She looked up at me with flushed cheeks, and her lips had begun to swell from our brutal kiss. Fuck, I needed to be inside her.

“I want to see you,” Sasha panted, her fingers heading toward the button of my shirt. “I want to feel your body on mine.”

“Undress me then.”

I rolled to my back, and waited for her move.

She crawled over my body and straddled my hips, then leaned down and touched her mouth to mine. My hands moved to her hips, and my fingers pressed into her heated skin. I wasn’t going to last much longer, I needed to be inside her pussy, and claim her body.

“I get to unwrap you like a present,” she whispered, as her fingers worked the buttons of my shirt, and sent searing heat through my body when her fingertips grazed my skin. “The sexiest kind of present.”

Every button she popped open, I dug a little deeper into her exposed hips, and ground her against my cock. Her breathing became heavier, her eyes got more heated, and her face more flushed, and I swear to god she’d never looked more beautiful. She finished unbuttoning my shirt and I rose slightly to allow her to slide it off my shoulders. Her hands came over my chest, and with light fingertips she traced my abs while her eyes remained glued to mine.

My patience ran out.

I flipped her over onto her back and ripped at her clothes. I needed her naked. I needed her writhing with pleasure in my bed. I needed to be inside her. Her gasp echoed around us when I ripped the cami from her body and pulled down the tops of her black lace bra to expose her pink nipples. My lips wrapped around the peak of one nipple while one of my hands massaged her other breast, and my other hand moved down her body. As I sucked and grazed my teeth over her peak, she withered beneath me.

“Oh god,” she moaned. “Yes, play with my nipples.”

Her hand moved between us, travelling over my abs. I stopped its descent to my belt buckle and wrapped my fingers around her wrist. “Hands above your head,” I demanded, from around her nipple.

She wriggled against my grip, fighting my hold. I ran my teeth along her nipple and she stopped moving immediately and let out a strangled moan. “Hands above your head, Sasha. Don’t make me say it a third time.”

I tugged on her nipple, and her hands immediately rose above her head.

“No touching until I say.”

I moved my mouth from her nipple and kissed along her jaw until I captured her mouth. The moment she opened her mouth to welcome my tongue, I thrust two fingers deep inside her and welcomed her desperate scream. As I roughly kissed her, I fucked her soaked pussy with two fingers and ran my thumb over her clit. Driven by lust, wild and desperate for relief, she didn’t move her hands from above her head.

I pulled away from her mouth, and let my lips rest slightly on hers. “I’m going to eat your pussy, sweetheart. I’ve wanted to taste you since you put your hands on my in Missy’s and gave me that first glimpse of that sassy tongue of yours. Can I trust you not to move your hands?”

“I’ll do anything,” she confessed, her words coming out as pants. “Just please do something.”

Kissing and licking my way down her body, my fingers kept working between her legs as she wiggled beneath me. I kissed her hip bones before sliding her soaked G-string over her thighs to reveal her glistening pussy. So fucking beautiful.

“I knew you were sexy as sin, but you are a fucking knockout, Sasha. I am going to enjoy every fucking minute of this. Open up for me.”

Her knees dropped at my demand and a smirk hit my lips. I pinned her knees to the bed and kissed the inside of each thigh. Her breathing increased and her whimpers intensified into pants.

She withered beneath me and her hips shot off from the bed when my mouth hit her. Fuck, she was sweeter than I could have ever imagined. Tugging her clit into my mouth, I sucked hard, before feasting on her like she was the world’s finest delicacy. I savored every swirl of my tongue, every drop of her wetness, and every moan she gifted me with. Without a doubt, one taste was never going to be enough. Her hips rose from the bed as I sucked her clit into my mouth, and I took the chance to slip my hands under her and haul her closer to my famished mouth. My tongue speared into her pussy. She cried out my name, and it sounded like my favorite kind of bliss.

“I need to touch you,” she begged as she wiggled desperately against my tongue.

“Come on my tongue,” I muttered against her pussy. “Give me everything, sweetheart.”

That’s all she needed to hear. She came in a rush of moans and curses. My name falling from her lips had never sounded so good. Once her orgasm subsided, I knew mine was thundering to life and I needed to be in her. As quickly as I could, I undid my belt buckle, unzipped, and pushed down my jeans, and in one swift movement, I filled her completely, and it was the greatest fucking feeling in the world.

“Yes!” she cried out, her body adjusting around the size of my cock as I stilled inside of her. “Please.”

I lifted my head and looked at her. My voice ragged. “Tell me what you want.”

Her eyes sprang open and desperation flashed before me. “Ben,” she groaned, her nails running down my back as she finally got her wish of touching me. “Please.”

“Say it,” I growled, refusing to move until she told me exactly what she needed from me. Needing to hear it.

“Fuck me,” she whispered, her eyes flashing with mischief and burning with heat. “I need you to fuck me. Hard.”

That’s all I needed to hear.

Her back arched off the bed as I began to relentlessly thrust into her tight, warm pussy. If she wanted to be fucked, I would fuck her like no one had taken her before. As she adjusted to my pounding cock, her arms wrapped tightly around my body and her nails dug into my back. I was ravenous. Desperate. I began to fuck her like I’d never fucked a woman before.

“I’m close,” she moaned, the air around us filling with the scent of sex. She dug her nails into my back, as our slick bodies moved in tandem against each other.

“Don’t come yet,” I grunted as her pussy tightened around my cock. My gaze traveled down her body and came to a stop as I watched our bodies connecting. My cock moving inside her pussy as our impending orgasms rocketed within us was the sexiest, most intoxicating thing I’d ever witnessed.

“Ben, seriously, I’m going to come.”

“When you come, I want you shaking like a fucking earthquake.” I rolled to my back so she was astride my body. Sweat glistened her skin, her chest heaved, and her cheeks were flushed. She’d never looked more enticing. Fuck, she was beautiful. “Ride me, Sasha. Take my cock, and don’t fucking stop until I explode inside you and you explode around me.”

Her head fell back, then she arched her back and rested her hands on my thighs. I watched, fascinated, as she began panting and taking desperate breaths while she moved frantically over my cock. Wild and free, she took me balls deep and worked her body as if her life depended on it. I dug my fingers into her hips, and her tits bounced as she moaned my name. The deeper she took me, the louder she moaned, and the tighter my grip on her hips became.

I fucking loved that she was loud.

“You are so fucking beautiful. Ride me harder, destroy yourself, come undone around my cock.” I moved my hand between us and pressed my thumb onto her clit. That was all it took. Her pussy tightened around me, her eyes slammed shut and she exploded as she whimpered my name. I watched in fascination while her body shuddered with pleasure as she continued riding me, slowing down as she sucked in desperate breaths.

“Wow,” she panted, opening her eyes and placing her hands on my abs.

I smirked and rolled us so she was on her back again. “My turn now.”

Her eyes shot wide and she sucked in a nervous breath. “Ben, I can’t. I’ll die of over stimulation.”

My deep laugh hit the air, as I began rocking inside her. “I’m not done with you yet, Sasha.”

“Ben, I, oh god, you need to move faster.”

Clearly, she forgot about dying from over stimulation. I was basking in the look of pleasure washing over her face, and knowing that I was giving that to her did insane things to me. This moment was like living out a wild fantasy, and I wanted to draw it out for as long as possible. She was stunning in every sense of the word, and I didn’t want to lose this kind of beauty. “I need you to move faster.”

“You ready for number three, sweetheart.”

I didn’t give her a chance to think or answer. Thrusting into her hard, fast, and deep, her loud moans collided with my groans as I gave her everything. Over the years I’d fucked a lot of women, but none of them fit me as perfectly as Sasha did.

My body fell down against hers, our bodies slick and hot as we combined as one. I breathed her in as my mouth hovered over hers and I said the words that I knew I’d want to say again. “Come with me, Sasha.”

She came for the third time, panting my name, clawing at my back and breathing hard against my neck.

I closed my eyes as I emptied myself deep inside her. As my body tensed against hers, something exhilarating, yet equally surreal washed over me.

This woman had the potential to ruin me, in the most beautiful and life altering way.

There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that I was completely and utterly fucked.

In more ways than one.