I screech as Stoney smacks my ass. “Calm your ass down, Doll.” He chuckles as he walks through a door. Next thing I know, I’m sailing through the air, landing on his bed with him climbing over me.
“You have some nerve,” I snap, throwing my fist, planning to punch the jerk in his face. Unfortunately for me, Stoney grips my wrist before I make contact. Grabbing my other wrist, he places them both over my head and doesn’t let go.
“I don’t know what you’re so fuckin’ pissed at me for, but I suggest you get out whatever flew up your ass. Never try to hit me again. I would never lay a hand on you in a harmful way. I expect the same from you,” he growls directly in my face before slamming his mouth on mine.
Stoney’s tongue duels with mine as we both fight for control. Releasing my hands, he moves his down my body to the base of my shirt. In a swift motion, my shirt is lifted and pulled over my head as he breaks the kiss only to put his lips right back against mine.
“Doll, you make me fuckin’ crazy,” he rasps, resting his forehead against mine for a brief moment before peppering kisses along my cheek and down to my jaw, slowly making his way to my nipples. “I should really spank your ass for the stunt you pulled, and I hold the right to do that later. Right now, though, I need to fuck you.”
Words escape me as he descends back down, taking my mouth in an all-consuming kiss. Somehow, Stoney removes both of our pants and with a quick slide of his fingers to make sure I’m ready for him, he sinks all the way in. I scream in pleasure and pain mixed together.
“Fuck, baby, it’s been too damn long for me to be without your pussy. You feel so good clenching around my cock like a fuckin’ vise,” he groans, holding still to give me a moment to adjust to him again.
We’d only done it a couple of times before he’d vanished for almost a month and he’s not a small or even an average size man. Rotating my hips, I moan at the sensations already taking over my body.
“This is goin’ to be quick,” he growls as he lifts my legs up over his shoulders and begins brutally slamming into me. By the time he comes, I’m screaming out his name as he roars mine.
Stilling inside me, Stoney removes my legs from his shoulders and leans down to press his forehead to mine. “Damn, Doll, I fuckin’ missed being inside your pussy,” he breaths.
“You’re still a jerk-faced pig,” I mumble sleepily. Other than that night I slept in his arms, I haven’t slept well. I could fall asleep now and sleep for hours on end.
“At least I’m your jerk-faced pig,” he chuckles, rolling us so that I’m on top of him. His dick twitches inside me, drawing a moan from my lips. “Fuck, Doll, you make me want to fuck you again.” His hands hold my hips in place to keep me from moving.
“What’s stopping you?” The question slips from my mouth before I can stop it. Other questions pop in my head, but I bite my tongue to keep from asking them.
“Nothing’s stopping me from fuckin’ you, baby, but the two of us are about to have a damn serious conversation. One where neither of us gets out of this bed. We talk it out, then fuck each other’s brains out. I had to go almost a month without having you after getting such a small taste,” Stoney murmurs, sliding his hands from my hips to cup my breasts in his hands.
“Stoney,” I moan.
“What did I tell you?” he demands, pinching my nipples.
“What didn’t you tell me?” I counter.
“Doll,” he growls.
“Stoney,” I murmur.
“Fuckin’ hell, woman, answer the damn question,” he orders.
“I don’t remember,” I lie as I roll my hips.
“Insufferable woman, don’t lie to me,” he says as he thrusts his dick inside me.
Moaning, I throw my head back and roll my hips again and again bringing myself closer to orgasm. Right as I feel myself about to hit peak Stoney throws me off him rolling us back over, pinning me to the bed.
I open my mouth to protest when he stops me. “No fuckin’ way, baby. You’re not getting out of answering my fuckin’ question by riding my cock so damn good I could watch your tits bounce all day. Now, what the hell did I tell you to call me when it was just the two of us?” he demands.
“Ugh, fine, Scott . . . you told me to call you Scott. Now, fuck me again please,” I yell, not liking the fact I’d been so close to orgasm when he stopped me.
“I’ll oblige soon enough, Doll. We’re gonna talk now,” he says.
“You’re not just a jerk-faced pig, but an asshole jerk-faced pig,” I huff, looking away from him.
“Don’t start trying to be cuter than you already are, baby. Now, sit up so we can get our talk out of the way, then I’ll fuck you senseless and you can get that orgasm you wanted.” He smirks as he releases my arm and sits back on his knees. Scooting backward, I sit up with my back pressed against the headboard.
Stoney’s eyes run up and down my body before he jerks up off the bed and moves around the bedroom. My gaze follows him as he goes over to a dresser, jerks a pair of shorts out, and puts them on before closing that one and opening another to grab a shirt.
Without closing the drawer, Stoney stalks back over to the bed and tosses the shirt at me. “I can’t do this with your tits staring at me,” he grumbles as he adjusts himself.
“Tell me how you really feel,” I say in annoyance as I grab the shirt and yank it over my
