“I’m more of a sex kinda guy.”
“I’ll remember that.”
“What about you?” I asked. “Sex or food?”
“Depends.”
“On?”
“The guy. If it were sex with you or food, I’d pick sex. If it were sex with another guy…I’d probably pick food.”
I stopped eating because this woman amazed me. She complimented me so many ways I could hardly believe it. It was like she was doing it on purpose…only she wasn’t. “You’re amazing.”
“Amazing?” she asked.
“You know how to make me feel good.”
Her cheeks slightly filled with color. “Just being honest…”
We returned to eating our meal, our chatter dying down after the last thing she said. The biggest thing we had in common was our work together, but ironically, I didn’t think about it when we were together. Work was the last thing on my mind. I was far more interested in the woman than the partnership.
When we were finished, we left our plates on the table.
“Need help with the dishes?” she asked.
“No. The maid will take care of it.”
“When does the maid come?”
“In the morning when I’m at work.”
“Now, that makes sense. I thought it was strange your apartment was so clean.”
“Hey.” My hands moved to her hips, and I gave her a slight tickle. “Don’t be like that, baby.”
“Baby?” she asked, her stomach tightening against my fingertips.
“Yeah.” It was the first time I’d ever called a woman that, but I liked it. I liked giving her a possessive nickname, a name no one else called her. It made me feel closer to her, made it seem like she was mine even if she wasn’t. “Is that okay?”
Her hands moved up my chest, and she rose on her tiptoes so she could look at me better. Her eyes trained on my lips, asking for a kiss without actually saying the words. Her fingertips dug into my t-shirt, like she wanted to yank it over my head. She rubbed her nose against mine but didn’t lean in for the embrace. “Kiss me.”
“I’ll take that as a yes…”
“Then don’t make me beg any longer.”
I don’t know how it happened, but we ended up on the rug in front of my gas fireplace in the living room. With my arms pinned behind her knees as I held all my weight on top of her, I fucked her into the floor.
“Fuck…” The sight of her tits, her slender waistline, and the sexy expressions she made as I pleased her made this feel more like a wet dream than reality. It was too good to be true. My cock could feel the cream her pussy made for me, the slickness of arousal. I’d already fucked her twice, but now my cock was buried inside her for the third time that night. “Your pussy…Jesus.” I was hot and sticky because of the sweat, but that didn’t slow me down. I pushed through my own come and felt it drip down my balls. I kept giving it to her, but her tiny pussy couldn’t take all of it, not when I was ramming my big cock inside her.
Autumn had been lost in me since we started. She’d come around my cock more times than she ever had before, and her warm hands continued to claw at me. I knew she cut through the skin because my sweat burned when it seeped into the wounds. She’d be sore tomorrow morning, but right now, all she felt was the pleasure I gave her.
She ran her hands up my chest then gripped my shoulders as her hair stretched out behind her on the rug. Her cheeks were pink, and her eyes were brighter than the northern lights. Her tits shook with my thrusts, and her nipples remained hard for the entire duration. I could feel her pussy constrict around my dick every time she came.
Fuck, this was the best sex I’d ever had.
And she just lay there. That’s how sexy she was.
“I never want to stop fucking you…”
Her hand gripped the back of my neck, and she pulled my mouth to hers for a kiss. “Then don’t.”
I felt her breath enter my mouth along with her words. My cock twitched inside her, slathered in my own come and hers. I wanted to keep going, but when this woman told me to never stop fucking her, I couldn’t control my load.
I came inside her for the third time that night, pumping my seed deep inside her tight pussy. I groaned as the satisfaction trickled up my spine. My balls tightened toward my body and gave me an extra rush of goodness. “So fucking good…”
She rubbed her hand up my chest and to my neck, the same look of satisfaction in her eyes.
I grabbed her hand and turned it to expose her wrist. I pressed a kiss against the sensitive skin, my eyes connected with hers. I’d never been with a woman who made me feel this good. No threesome or foursome compared to having my dick inside this woman. There wasn’t necessarily anything special about the sex, but there was something special about her. “I want to keep going, but I need a break this time…”
“You’re worth the wait.” She sat up and kissed my chest, running her tongue along my sweat and catching the drops.
My hand fisted her hair as I cradled her head toward me. “Sleep over.”
“Tonight?” she asked.
“Yeah.” I didn’t invite women to spend the night with me, but I knew I would start my day off right with some morning sex. “I didn’t ask. I’m telling you that you’re spending the night.”
“Not sure why you think I respond well to orders.”
“You don’t.” I tilted her head back and looked into her eyes. “But you respond to me.”
I knew it was the right answer when a soft smile stretched across her face. “I have to warn you, I snore.”
“Don’t care.”
“And I hog the blankets.”
“I’m usually too hot anyway.”
“And I may unexpectedly
