FOUR
Jordan
Goddamn, her fucking juices drip from my fingers as I release her earlobe with a pop. The memory of her in that short little sundress on her parents’ back lawn has my dick rising to attention again. Legs that go on for days; pert little tits that I’m pretty damn sure weren’t covered by a bra; and the barest hint of her taut little ass as she bent to retrieve a cola from the ice bucket.
If it weren’t for my questionable morals, then I can guarantee I would have taken her virgin pussy that very afternoon. Fuck. I had it all planned out in my mind: a quiet walk down to the boathouse, and then her legs wrapped around my waist as I drilled her against the worn timber walls.
Problem was, I was eighteen, just like her brother, and I damn well knew she was younger than him. Ignorance most definitely would have been bliss, but I can’t complain when here I am seven years later with her pussy clamping down on my fingers as she stifles her cries into the bedding.
“That’s it.” I pull my hand free, and then take her hips in my hold as she rides the last of her orgasm. “You on the pill, baby?”
“Uh-huh.” She nods against the bed.
It’s all I need to know. Corrine cries out when I thrust balls deep into her still twitching pussy, bringing her back to that sweet wave of pleasure before I pull out only to thrust in again.
She drives her hips back, seeking more as I pump into her over and over, so goddamn thankful that she drained me already. At least this way I’m guaranteed to last.
“How does that feel?” My fingers dig into her hips hard, unrelenting, while I pull her firm against me on each stroke. “Talk to me.”
“Keep …” She hesitates to catch her breath. “Keep doing it hard.”
“You like it hard?” Fuck. I can be harder.
Corrine nods, eyes closed as her eyebrows peak with pleasure. Goddamn, she’s beautiful when I fuck her.
“Words, baby.”
“Yes.”
Fuck … this pussy. “What else do you like?” I set a hand on the back of her head and hold her down while I use my other to spread her ass cheeks a little.
Nothing better than watching your dick disappear into that pretty pink flesh.
“Everything,” she groans.
Oh, baby. I slip my hand from her ass cheek to tease her perfect puckered hole with my thumb once more. “Everything?”
She nods.
“Words, Corinne,” I bark. “I won’t fucking tell you again.”
“Yes.”
“You want me to fuck this ass?” Because I’m not sure if I can stop myself from doing it anyway.
“Yes.”
Goddamn, I could listen to her say that all day. I drill her pussy a little longer for good measure and then draw my dick free to tease her tight little hole with the tip. She whimpers as my cock slides across the puckered flesh, groaning when I press a little to test her.
“If it hurts, you tell me.” I run my hand from the back of her head, down her spine to soothe and assure her that I have her best intentions at heart. “One word and I stop.”
“Okay.” Those beautiful eyes finally open and she searches me out.
I can’t say what the hell comes over me, but I lean over her and do something I never have before—I kiss her.
I never kiss women when I fuck them.
But Corrine? Something about the way she looked at me, I think. As though she trusts me. Why? That vulnerability has me grazing my lips over hers in a gentle promise.
“I’d never hurt you without your consent.”
She nods, and I reposition myself behind her, massaging that perfect little hole with my thumb once more. I pay attention to the cues she gives: the tilt of her hips, the sounds that come from her as she closes her eyes once again.
How wet her pussy gets where my dick rests against it.
I’m putting way to much thought into what was supposed to be a quick fuck and go, but to be honest I couldn’t give a damn. Not when the woman I’ve lamented losing for years lies before me, totally at my will.
I align the head of my cock with her ass, nudging the sensitive tip against the tight little rose. She sucks in a sharp breath, but then quickly relaxes again as I make a small circle across her nerves before testing again. The rose glistens with the arousal I pulled from her sweet pussy, teasing me with its promise. Each time I push against her I get a little deeper, a little closer to heaven. Before long, the head of my cock slips into the tight hole, the muscles clamping tight around the shaft.
Sweet, Jesus. That’s what I’m talking about, right there.
“So fucking tight,” I praise as I ease a little deeper, tickling her clit with one hand.
She moans like a goddamn porn star when I finally seat my dick fully in her ass. It takes me a few precious seconds to bring myself back from the edge before I can pull back and ease in again.
Corrine adjusts her stance, sliding one hand between her legs to rub tight little circles on her clit as I build pace. Her goddamn ass chokes the living fuck out of my dick, making it damn near impossible not to nut inside of her.
“How does that feel? Talk to me.” My fingers leave imprints on her ass cheeks, my grip the only thing pulling me back from the edge of bliss.
“God, it’s so good.” She groans, her hand working those magic circles a little quicker, a little harder. “So full.”
She has no idea how full I’d like to make her. This doesn’t even touch on the half of it.
I slide my hand along the length of her pussy, coating my palm with her juices as I massage the swollen flesh. One digit, and then two, I fill her a little more as I thrust a little harder into her sweet, sweet ass. She groans, the sound guttural as her eyes close. In this position, my balls graze the underside of my wrist while I finger fuck her to orgasm, the tickle bringing me right along for the ride with her.
She pushes against me, searching for more as I drill both holes hard enough to render her useless for the next few hours at least. But what do I fucking care if her cunt is bruised, her ass raw from my assault if she cries out in pleasure like she does right now?
What the fuck do I care when I plan to call her a cab and kick her the fuck out when I’m done?
“God yes,” she groans into the comforter. “Fuck me like you paid for it.”
Oh, baby. I did.