Chapter Twenty-Two
Hayden
Her pussy was dripping all over my cock. As I grabbed her hips, watching as her hands came down onto my chest, the beauty of the woman straddling me left me speechless. She was the epitome of her name, and yet the lust in her eyes made me ache for more. She rolled her hips along my dick, slicking it with her juices before I inched my way inside.
I watched as her eyes rolled back and it tugged at a deeper, very wanton part of my soul.
My hands curled into her excess and I began to move her hips. Around and around. Side to side. Up and down my cock. I helped her keep a steady pace as her hands slid along my chest. Grace was panting, her pussy squeezing my cock. Her body was luscious and her moans were a symphony to my ears. I liked seeing her this way. In control. Taking what she wanted. But I didn’t want to lay there while she did all the work.
I wanted to watch her body jump for me.
I rolled us over and thrust into her as her hand rushed to my hair. She gripped my tresses tightly and crashed her lips to mine. Our tongues collided in a dual set for the ages as my cock pressed deeply into her body. My hips rolled and my knees planted into the mattress, giving me leverage as her bed rocked against the wall of her bedroom.
My hands slid up to massage her tit as her nipples came to life.
I kissed down her neck and wrapped my lips around her puckered tits. I lapped at them, watching her closely as she mewled and gasped. Her hips rose to meet mine in an endless movement powered by nothing other than her sheer want for me, and my cock throbbed against her wet walls. Her lips were parted in pleasure as I slammed into her, rolling my tight curls into her swollen clit.
I could feel her body shaking underneath me as her hands wrapped around my neck.
“Hayden. Yes. Right there. So good.”
I growled as I stroked against that beautiful spot. The one that made her bite down onto her lip as her toes curled. She clung to me, her pussy fluttering against my thickening dick. I was leaking into her. Marking her. Covering her with my scent as sweat began to permeate my brow. Her tight body with her luscious curves and her strong legs that wrapped around my waist.
I couldn’t get enough of her.
I couldn't bury myself deep enough into her body.
“Hayden. Hayden! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
I pounded into her hips as the bed rocked against the wall. Her tits bounced and I caught one between my lips, suckling on it as her back arched. I slipped a hand underneath her beautiful body and tilted her hips towards me, feeling her pulsing clit raking against my pelvis.
Then she fell over the edge.
Her nails curled into my back and her jaw unhinged in silent pleasure. I sucked her lower lip between my bottom teeth and raked myself across it. Her pussy held me tightly, coaxing me to a climax I wasn’t ready for yet. Sweat dripped onto her chest and trickled between those beautiful breasts and I knew then and there I never wanted to let her go.
I knew I had fallen in love with Grace.
Her back collapsed and I hovered over her, my cock still throbbing inside her body. I kissed her lips and nipped at her neck, helping her come down from her high. She was panting. Heaving for air as her bosom fell and rose against my chest. I smoothed her hair out of her face as a healthy blush crept over her cheeks, painting her entire body that salacious little color.
Fuck.
She was beautiful underneath me.
I slid from her body and flipped her over, my heart racing for what was coming next. Her body was trembling as I rose her hips in the air, my hands massaging her ass cheeks. She looked perfect, with her hair mussed and her face planted in the pillow. Her hands were already curled in the sheets, waiting for the assault I had to deliver.
And I wasn’t going to disappoint.
I grabbed my cock and slid it into her dripping pussy, watching as goosebumps ricocheted across her skin. My hips sank to her ass and my hands gripped her hips, then slowly I pulled out. I slid back in, listening to her moan with helpless ecstasy before I slid myself back out again.
Then I inched my way back in, watching as she wiggled around in my hands.
I set a slow, torturous pace. Allowing her pussy to build up its tolerance to me. I wanted her like this every day. All day. At my mercy with her body leaking with want for me. I couldn't stop staring at our connection. At the white streaks that painted along my cock. Thick strokes of arousal made just for me because her body wanted me. Needed me. Would’ve done anything for me.
That was why I wasn’t ready to stop.
She deserved more than just a couple small orgasms.
I slammed into her and she lurched up the bed. Her hands reached out and pressed against her headboard, then rocked herself back into me. I watched her ass roll and it made me bite down onto my lip. Holy hell, this woman was a goddess. She slammed her ass into me again and I watched it jiggle. I watched her curves jump and her muscles clench as her body begged for me. I slid my hand down her back and wrapped my hand in her hair, then pulled her face from the pillow.
“Hayden,” she said breathlessly.
“Tell me what you want,” I said.
I slid my cock out and slammed it back in and her cries of passion were music to my ears. My balls were soaked in her, dripping with cum as I fucked those tight little walls of hers. Faster I went, slamming against her as quickly as I could. The bed was rocketing against the wall and the frame was creaking and the mattress beneath us was soaked. Grace had descended into nothing but groans and whimpers, and my head was spinning with the smell of our sex as it permeated the walls of the room.
I wanted her to smell us for days.
“Shit, Grace. You have no idea… how beautiful… you are. Fuck, you should see yourself. This body. Your hair. Your… fuck!”
My hips began to stutter and my hand released her hair. I couldn't contain myself any longer. Her pussy was too good. It tightened around me as her feet wrapped around my calves, clinging to me anyway she could. My hands smacked against her milky skin, watching as a redness appeared on her ass cheek. The sight was all too wonderful and I smacked it again, listening as Grace cried out for me.
“Hayden! Holy shit… do it again.”
I grinned as my cock was pulled into her body. With each smack I delivered to that beautiful behind of hers, she clamped down onto my dick. Sucking me deeper. Harder. Further than I’d ever been inside a woman before. I was losing my balance. Losing my place. Losing all coherent thought as I delivered smack after smack. I massaged her ass cheeks open and found that puckered little hole, and the animal inside of me finally snapped.
“I’m so close. So close. Just… Hayden. Please. I… I need to-.”
I stuck my finger in my mouth before I traced my spit around her tight little hole. I felt her body clench for a second, clinging to my cock as if it were its last hold on reality. I groaned as my hand fell to the small of her back, supporting myself as I slowly pushed a knuckle in. Grace whimpered, but she didn’t protest, and soon I was two knuckles deep into her virginal hole.
And after a bit of adjusting, I slid the rest of my finger inside of her.
“Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Move. Hayden, for the love of fuck… move.”
I crooked my finger in her asshole and slid my cock out. My legs were shaking and my body couldn’t take it any longer. My balls were hanging low with want, coated in the arousal running from her pussy. I slid back into her and Grace called out into the room. A cry laced with nothing but animalistic urges and ecstasy.
It sent me into a frenzy, and I fucked her senseless until I felt her cumming around my cock.
“Hayden! Yes. Fill me up. Let me have you. Cum. Cum for me, Hayden. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Please! Don’t stop, Hayden!”
All I could hear was her voice. All I could see was her body. Her face cocked to the side and crying out for my body. Her asshole flexed around my finger and her pussy clenched my cock, and before I knew it my hips were pressed into her and my dick was filling her with my cum. Pump after pump. Thread after thread. Until it was shooting from between her legs and running down her thighs. She collapsed to the bed and took me with her, my chest pressed into the lovely curve of her back.
I slowly slid my finger from her body and allowed my cock to enjoy her a little while longer.
I picked up my hand and slid it down her arm, finding her fingers with mine. I laced them together as I pressed kisses into her shoulder, watching her muscles twitch for me. I nuzzled the shell of her ear. Whispered sweet nothings until she was giggling underneath me. I slid from between her legs and fell to the side, carrying her with me and gathering her in my arms.
She somehow found the strength to turn towards me, a mass of nothing but reddened skin, tangled hair, and sloppy smiles.
And she was the most beautiful sight I’d ever beheld.
“Wow,” Grace said breathlessly.
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I said.
“You should. You really, really should.”
“Are you okay?”
“Huh?”
“Your ass. Did I smack you too hard?”
Her eyes fluttered up to meet mine and I took the liberty of smoothing her hair away from her forehead.
“No,” she said. “No, you didn’t. If you couldn’t tell, I kind of enjoyed it.”
“I had a feeling, but the cues were kind of muddled,” I said with a grin.
“Muddled, huh?”
“Maybe just a smidge.”
“And how would I have unmuddled those cues?” she asked.
She slowly scooted herself on top of me and placed her chin on my chest.
“I don’t know,” I said with a shrug. “I guess we’ll have to keep trying until we clarify things a bit.”
“Oh really? Keep trying.”
“Did it work?” I asked.
“No. But it was worth a shot.”
I snapped my fingers and she giggled. A sweet, soothing sound that pulled a smile across my face.
“Could I ask you something?”
“Have you ever needed permission?” Grace asked.
“Well, fine. I’ll just ask then. I was wondering if you would let me take you out to dinner sometime.”
“Really? After all this, you’re just now thinking about taking me to dinner?”
“Hey. A little deviation from the norm never hurt anyone.”
“I really think we’re doing this a bit backwards,” she said.
“Is there a complaint in there?” I asked.
She pulled herself up and placed her lips against mine. A sweet, gentle kiss for the innocent look in her eyes. But behind her gaze was a sweet fire I’d come to know all too well, and if she granted me the option I would definitely enjoy getting to know it more intimately.
“I would love to go to dinner with you, Hayden.”
“Then it’s settled. I’ll pick you up Saturday night. I have it on good authority that you don’t work Sundays.”
“I really need to talk to Emilia about what privacy means,” Grace said.
“But you have to admit, her telling me where you were did sort of result in something magical.”
“Magical, huh? You think that’s what you performed here?” she asked.
“What would you call it?”
I rolled her over onto her back and peppered her neck with kisses. She giggled and squirmed as my hands danced around her sides. She squealed and kicked her legs as I tickled her body, watching her beautiful bosom jump for me. But the moment she reared up to try and push me off her, I captured her lips and cradled her body close.
“Perfect,” Grace said.
“Hmm?” I asked.
I pulled away to look into her eyes and saw nothing but happiness in them.
“You asked me what I would call it. What we just did,” she said.
I grinned as I brushed a small piece of hair behind her ear.
“I’d call it ‘perfect’,” Grace said.
“And here I thought you weren’t trying to inflate my ego.”
“And there goes the compliment,” she said breathlessly.
I smiled and planted another kiss on the side of her neck.
“You know you love it,” I said lowly.
And her responsive shiver told me everything I needed to know.