“Fuck, you’re tight,” he growls before pulling out and pushing in again even further.
“Yes … more, Javi.”
Smack! “Don’t forget who’s in control here, Princess.” He pulls all the way out, making me groan in frustration.
“Please … I need it. I need you to fuck me. Own me, Javi. Fucking own me!” I plead just as Javier thrusts forward and fills me completely.
“Shit!” he barks, before pulling back out and barreling forward once more, hitting deep inside of me, making me scream out in pleasure.
“Is that what you wanted, Sydney?” he asks, as he thrusts harder and harder with each tilt of his hips.
“God, yes!”
He turns my face back to him so we can stare in each other’s eyes as he continues to move in and out of me, the sound of our bodies smacking against each other echoing in the room.
His lips find my neck as he drags his tongue up the column, bringing goosebumps to the surface of my skin and making my body come undone from his touch.
Dear God, I needed this.
This raw, animalistic fucking.
This brazen comfort to ask him for what I desire.
This out of mind experience that is allowing me to focus on nothing but the sensations cascading all over my body.
My nipples are hard, my pussy is drenched, and my legs are shaking, but I don’t want this to end.
Javier lets go of my hair and pushes me forward so my torso is resting on the couch again, but he never breaks his pace. His hands find my hips now and grip me tightly as he continues to slam into me. And then I feel his finger again moving against my asshole and excitement builds in me as I wait for him to cross the barrier once more.
I never thought it would feel as good as it does, or it would develop a sense of empowerment in me to know that the perfect girl I am on the outside actually likes to be a little naughty behind closed doors. But fuck if it doesn’t make me question what else I’ve been missing out on.
“Yes, do it,” I say as I look back at Javier again, marveling in the way his muscles are tightening as he moves, the sweat that’s dripping off his forehead and hitting my ass, and the clench of his jaw as he watches where the two of us are joined while he keeps sliding in and out of me.
With no warning, he breaks through the rim of my ass and moves his thumb in time with his dick, bringing my orgasm forward so fast, I barely have time to catch my breath.
“I’m gonna come, Javi!” I shout in warning, but that’s all I can get out before the tremors of pleasure rock through my body and I scream out in pleasure.
“Fuck!” he yells, throwing his head back as I feel him pound into me a few more times and then still, the pulsing in his dick twitching inside of me.
We’re both breathless, sweaty, and physically drained, but as my body begins to relax, I can’t fight the smile that stretches across my lips, knowing that asking for what I wanted finally paid off.
Chapter 15
Sydney
The crisp, sweet flavors of my mimosa hit my lips as I take a sip, waiting for Ally to arrive for our brunch date Sunday morning. It appears that ten o’clock is when most twenty-somethings find the courage to roll out of bed and nurse their hangovers with the eclectic food of The Rustic, an up and coming restaurant just outside downtown Dallas.
“Sorry, I’m late.” Ally plops down in the chair across from me, blowing her hair out of her face and removing the few strands that got stuck to her lip gloss.
“Damn, Mommas. You look nice.” I survey my friend, beaming from how gorgeous she looks right now.
“I would only go through all of this trouble for you, bestie.”
“Not even Collin gets this treatment?”
She laughs. “Nope. He’s lucky if my legs are shaved at this point.”
“So romantic.”
Ally glances at the mimosa that I ordered for her and immediately moves to drink it. With a smack of her lips, she studies the orange liquid and then sighs in pleasure. “The drive was worth it just for that.”
“Not to see your best friend?”
“Well, I guess that’s important too,” she says with a wink. “So, how is everything going? I feel like we barely got to talk Wednesday between shuffling my kids around so we could get our pubic hairs ripped out. What’s happened since then?”
My eyes veer to the side as I fight the smile trying to form on my lips. In fact, my cheeks have been stinging ever since Friday night when I left Javier’s house thoroughly satisfied.
“What’s that grin about?” She points a finger at me and then narrows her eyes. “Wait. Something’s different. You seem … more relaxed, maybe? Your skin looks brighter. You look lighter …” she keeps going as I take another sip of my mimosa again, hiding my smile behind my glass.
“Are you going to tell me, or do I have to keep guessing?” She crosses her arms over her chest just as our waiter arrives.
“Good morning, ladies.”
“Jared?” Ally blurts out as I look up and see a familiar face staring down at us.
“Hey, Mrs. Murphy. Sydney. How are you two doing today?”
Ally and I widen our eyes at each other before I clear my throat and speak. “We’re doing great. How about you?”
“Yeah. When did you start working here?” Ally adds.
“The same week I came home from school. The ice cream man gig is nice, but it doesn’t pay the bills. This place is poppin’ on the weekends, so it definitely helps with the cash flow.” Jared looks over at me and flashes that boyish grin I recall making me warm from the inside out.
But today, it does nothing.
“Well, that’s nice then,” Ally says before glancing back at me and shrugging.
“Are you two ready to order?”
“What would you
