8

Will

I wasn't sure if Christina's eagerness to fuck stemmed from the adrenaline rush of helping Faye or a strong attraction, but I knew it was the latter for me.

She was beautiful, and when I unbuttoned her blazer and the tips of her breasts poked through, my dick hardened in an instant and I wanted nothing more than to bury myself inside of her.

Her moans and her assertive nature drove me crazy and if I didn't slow it down and take my time pleasuring her, this night would be over too quickly. And that was the last thing I wanted.

I wanted to kiss, feel, and sink myself deep inside of her all night.

If she thought she was done after orgasming once against a wall, she was mistaken.

Moving her legs to my waist, I carried her to my bedroom. I slammed the door shut behind us, even though there was no one else home.

I gently laid her on the bed, but she grabbed my T-shirt and yanked me down to kiss her. Her hands found my waist and tore my shirt over my head.

Damn, she wasn't just a hell cat at work, she was one in bed, too.

I was one lucky bastard.

I didn't bother reaching for my zipper. I knew she would get there before me and couldn't wait to watch her run her hands all over me. Instead, I reached over to the side table and grabbed a condom.

"We don't need that," she said."I'm on the pill."

She didn't fumble with the button or look up at me shyly. Hell, no. She pulled down my pants and drawers and took me in hand without so much as batting an eye.

Pumping me with both hands, I reveled in the sensations. There was nothing hotter than a confident, beautiful woman stroking me with both hands.

Then, she leaned forward and took me into her mouth.

Damn. I was wrong. This was much hotter.

My dick throbbed as she soothed it with her tongue, but it only made the throbbing worse. I ached to be inside of her.

I pulled myself back, my dick popping out of her mouth, and said, "Get on the bed."

"No."

"Do you want to fuck on the floor, then?"

"No. I want you to get on the bed so I can ride you."

I considered arguing but then thought, ‘What the fuck would I be arguing about?'. I knew she craved control and if this was how she wanted to play it, I was happy to oblige.

Except…

Something told me that Christina appreciated a challenge. Tonight's escapade didn't frighten her. It turned her on.

I grabbed a leather chair behind me and sat down with my legs wide open. "If you want me, darling. Come and get it."

Her eyes widened at first. My challenge was unexpected. But then she licked her lips, stood, and strutted her ass over to stand in front of me. Lifting one leg, she hooked it over my thigh, then slowly did the same with the other.

My dick stood at attention between us, but she ignored it. I couldn't ignore her nipples while she still had that chemise on. Without wasting another second, I raised it up and over her head. Her silky brown hair fell down her neck and I kissed the spot where it landed.

She moaned. She liked that.

Feeling her bare breasts against my chest, my mouth instinctively fell to the valley between them, and I kissed the spot next to her heart. It beat rapidly against my lips.

The sound of her heart and the panting of her breaths made my chest swell, and I lifted my face to kiss her once more. She tasted like peppermint. Cool and refreshing with a bit of a kick. Just like the woman.

Her hand fell between our laps, and she guided me to her entrance. The softness of her pussy engulfed me and I closed my eyes at the pleasure.

I wasn't kidding about my size. This would not be an easy fit. She slowly took me inside of her, inch by excruciating inch.

Finding her clit, I circled it with my thumb, feeling her entrance pool with desire. She sunk lower on my dick, but with every circle of my thumb, her pussy tightened on the edge of orgasm.

"Come on, baby, just a little bit more," I groaned, and she dropped her forehead forward, pressing it against mine. She rocked her hips on my lap until finally, I was inside of her to the tilt.

We both sighed and didn't move for two heartbeats. Then she wrapped both arms around my neck and rocked her body over mine. I pressed on her ass to help her push in harder and faster.

"Yes," she whispered. "Yes."

Her breasts bounced in my face and I had to think of something else or I would explode too soon. But it was impossible when the most beautiful woman rode me like she was riding toward the sunset.

Her pussy tightened around my dick and I knew she was close. I flicked her nipple with my tongue and she shivered in my arms. I did it again and again until she trembled and opened her mouth but no sound came out. Her hands, however, fisted in my hair, and she pulled down hard. The pain caused my body to jerk and my dick reacted accordingly, coming hard inside of her.

When she dropped her head onto my shoulder, I wrapped my arms around her bare back and pulled her closer.

"I needed that," she whispered.

I chuckled. "Glad I could help."

She climbed off of me and collected her discarded clothing from my bedroom floor. She then went to the washroom and shut the door. A few minutes later, she walked out fully dressed.

"Where are you going?" I asked, looking at the clock on my phone. It was one o'clock in the morning.

"I never stay afterward," she said, slipping on her shoes.

"There's always a first time."

She smiled. "Not for me."

I got up from the chair, completely naked, and followed her to my front door.

Kissing me on the lips, she said, "See you around."

Then she left. And I rubbed the back of my neck, watching her walk out, and wondering what the hell just happened.