Ariel

 

I’m fully seated on Dillon’s stomach right above his hard as hell cock that is pressing firmly against my rear. I get up on my legs and position him where I’m needing him the most. Once I have him positioned he stops me causing me to cry out in frustration.

“Dillon, why are you stopping me?”

“Condom, baby,” he says, making me thankful that at least one of us is paying attention. His wallet is on the bedside table, he wraps his arms around me and sits up before he leans over and grabs his wallet pulling a condom from it. I grab the package from him and open it with my teeth, my patience is slipping, and I want him inside of me now. I pinch the tip and place it over him and roll it down his shaft, once it’s placed correctly I rub myself up and down lubricating it to where it won’t be so dry when I finally get to feel him inside of me. He lays back down and I once again place him where I need him the most. I slowly slide down him so that I can accommodate myself to his size. He’s not a small man so I have to ease my way up and down a few times, I can feel the burn as he stretches me. As I lower myself on him, I scream out his name.

“Dillon, you feel so fucking good inside of me.” Once I’m fully seated on him, I start to move up and down, slowly at first to get my bearings. Soon my body is screaming out for me to go faster, I comply and move up and down at a fast but steady pace.

“Ariel, you feel so fucking good. Move faster, baby.” I raise my hips again and fall back down, I repeat the motion over and over, simultaneously rotating my hips for the extra friction on my overly sensitive clit. Up, down, over and over until I feel my body begin to shake, and I cry out as an orgasm grips me.

“Dillon! Fuck yes, Dillon.”

“That’s right, baby, use my dick to get yourself off. You like me buried deep inside of your pussy, baby?”

“Yes! God yes!” I scream, answering his question as my orgasm takes over. When it subsides he picks me up off of him and places me on the bed next to him. He gets up on his knees and rolls me onto my stomach, he lifts my hips and I’m on my hands and knees. I look over my shoulder not wanting to miss anything and watch as he lines himself up. He places the head of his dick in me and grabs my hips pulling me back at the same time he impales himself inside of me.

“That’s right, baby, just like that. Squeeze my cock, yeah, baby, suck me in.” His dirty talk is getting me excited and I find myself thrusting back and meeting each one of his movements. You can hear skin slapping against skin, next thing I know another orgasm is upon me causing me to rear back faster and harder. He matches me and we’re both dripping with sweat and chanting each other’s names.

“Dillon!”

“That’s it, baby, fuck me back. I’m coming, Ariel, oh shit yes!” He pumps frantically once…twice…three times before he flops on top of me causing me to lose my balance and we both fall forward on the mattress. He moves off from on top of my body causing me to lose his warmth before he rolls over and pulls me into his arms.

“That was the best experience of my life,” he tells me, and I smile into his chest.

“Mine too,” I tell him. We fall asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.

 

 

We wake each other periodically throughout the night and enjoy making love to each other. The first time he woke me with his mouth between my legs and the last time I decided to return the favor by waking him up with my mouth surrounding his engorged cock. I’ve never been one to enjoy giving head, but for him I want to do it. I crave him unlike anyone before, I can’t wait to see where this journey takes us. I’ve decided that no matter what my fears are where relationships are concerned, I’m not giving him up. I’ll fight every day for what we have. He’s worth it, this is worth it.

My phone rings as I’m in the shower, I call out to Dillon. “Can you grab that for me, baby?”

“Sure,” I hear him call back out. I take my time lathering my body, it’s sad that I am getting rid of the evidence of our lovemaking, but at the same time I don’t want anyone smelling him on me. That particular smell is mine and mine alone, no one else needs to know how delicious our combined smell is.

“Baby, that was Wasp,” he tells me as he walks into the bathroom.

“What did he say?”

“He was wanting to let you know they’ve had no luck tracing the calls and there were no fingerprints on the note or card other than yours and the delivery kid.” He sounds defeated as he tells me this causing my shoulders to slump.

“What do we do now?”

“Now, baby, you keep diligent and don’t go anywhere alone.”

“Dammit!”

“I know, baby, I understand how upset this makes you. Until this guy is caught there is no negotiating this. I can’t lose you, Ariel.”

I feel guilty acting like a baby about this, but dammit this guy has turned my life upside down. “I know, and I’ll try to be better about not being so grouchy.”

“You want to yell and scream, do it, it’s your right. Just don’t take it out on those who are protecting you. We all care about you, baby.”

“This is fucking hard,” I whisper out, trying not to let him hear me.

“It will get better, Ariel, just be patient and give us time to track this motherfucker down, can you do that for me…for just a little bit longer, baby?”

“Yes.”

“Thank you,” he says stripping down and joining me in the shower. Once inside he washes his body, seeing as I’m standing to the side and watch him. He picks me up and I wrap my legs and arms around him. He carries me to the side of the shower and places my back against the cold tiles causing me to squeal out. He laughs at me as he lines himself up with my entrance and slams deep inside of me. “Need you so much.”

“Take me, Dillon.”

And he does, for long, sensual minutes, he brings me to orgasm twice. He pumps in and out of my body at a hard, brutal pace, taking all of our frustrations out on each other’s bodies.

“Made for me, baby,” he says to me once we have both found our release.