Page 61 of Reckless With You

“I’m a tit man. An ass man. And for now, I’m your man.”

She froze just for a moment, barely even noticeable, but I saw it.

I’d have to be careful.

We’d both have to be careful.

I slowly teased her back entrance, but I didn’t firmly insert my finger. I didn’t have any lube on me, and I didn’t want to hurt her.

I was already afraid we would both end up hurt at the end of this as it was.

But I pushed those thoughts from my mind and continued pushing in and pulling out of her, fucking her hard as we both panted, our bodies sweat-slick.

As my balls tightened, the base of my spine tingling, I reached around and flicked my fingers over her clit.

She arched her back, coming on my cock, squeezing me hard as I came with her.

I shook, keeping my hips pumping as I wrung out both of our orgasms, but I couldn’t stop. I needed more.

So I pulled out of her fully, even as she reached for me. I picked her up and cradled her to my chest.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m not done yet,” I growled out.

Her eyes widened, and then she bounced on my plush couch as I threw her on it.

“Are you serious?” she said with a laugh. And then she wasn’t laughing.

I had her boots off, her pants thrown over my shoulder, and my head between her legs.

I lapped up her juices, eating her out as she screamed my name, her hands tugging at my hair.

I slid one finger inside her, and then two more, fucking her hard with my fingers as I kissed and bit and sucked on her clit.

She wriggled under my hold, and I kept going. As she came again, and then was about to come for the fourth time, I pulled away. She moaned.

I reached for the second condom I’d pulled out, ripped off the old one, made sure to put it on a tissue, pulled on the new one, and slammed into her.

Her eyes widened, and I grinned.

“Again? How?”

“Apparently, you worked your magic quite well, temptress.”

And then I moved. We kept kissing, our hands running over each other as I slammed into her on the couch, her legs wrapped around my waist, and my mouth all over her body. Any place I could reach.

She was doing the same to me, and I was afraid we would burn out, the heat between us too much.

When I came again, her body clamped around me, her own orgasm a little softer this time as if she had nothing left.

But it didn’t matter.

This was all there was, all there could be.

And as I held her close, I knew we had made a terrible mistake.

I couldn’t look her in the eyes. Instead, I just held her, our bodies still pressed together, my softening cock still deep inside of her.