“—co, ohmigod, Rico,” she gasped, reaching for me. “Now, please.”
I wiped at my mouth and let her sit up, where she instantly tugged at my shirt. My belt hit the floor near her shirt, and after I snagged a condom from my pocket, my pants followed. She stared hungrily at my manhood, precum already glistening at the tip. Gulping hard, she reached for it, mouth quickly swallowing it before I could object. Hard as I was, I almost came instantly and had to grab her shoulders to ease her back. She frowned at me.
“I wanted to return the favor,” she explained, looking nervous now.
“No,” I replied gently. “Tonight, I’m the boss, and I want you to lie back.”
A wicked grin crossed her face as she did what I said. I ripped the package open with my teeth and knelt back down between her legs and, giving a few more licks to stoke her heat back up as I rolled the condom on, slid my fingers in again. Still swollen and sensitive from the first one, I pumped and sucked and licked until she came hard again.
She gasped for breath as I continued, grabbing my cock with my free hand and giving a good squeeze. Her taste was overwhelming, and I was so hard that there probably wasn’t any blood left in my head to think straight. My fingers and tongue stroked and pushed her through a third orgasm and then she pulled away.
I grabbed her left leg as I stood and positioned myself at her entrance, setting her foot on my shoulder and kissing her toes. I grabbed my length, running it across her slit and coating it in her juices, then carefully started easing into her. I pressed my forehead into her foot, squeezing my eyes closed in concentration, trying my damnedest not to just slam into her viciously until she screamed my name loud enough for the neighbors to hear.
Kara wrapped her other leg around me and pulled hard, sliding me home, and I almost fell over at the intensity, the unequivocal rightness of it. Her green eyes met my hazel ones, and for a moment, the world froze. She felt it too; she had to.
Slowly, I pulled my hips back and thrust again, keeping a hold on her leg, kissing her adorable ankle. She opened her mouth, but no noise came out, and her pupils were blown out. I drove into her again, slowly but surely picking up a rhythm, making sure I wouldn’t end it too soon. After the week of anticipation, this was driving me nuts.
“Harder,” she whispered, one hand tangling in her hair as the other one teased her breast again. “Please.”
That was all the encouragement I needed. Who was I to deny her? I adjusted my angle, bracing one hand on the bed, and increased my pace, ramming into her ruthlessly to the rhythm of her cries. I felt myself stiffening too soon and paused, pulling out and flipping her over on the bed, pulling her ass up and slamming into her again. Every noise she made was music to my ears, and I could practically hear Valor’s need pressing against my skull.
Gripping her hip with one hand, I leaned forward against her backside to reach around and slide my fingers between her slick folds. She bucked back against me, finding her own rhythm, and she tightened around me. I was gonna lose it too soon. I didn’t want to be anywhere near done with her yet, but I found I didn’t even care as long as she came with me. My fingers continued their ministrations as my groin slapped noisily against her cheeks, and far too soon, fireworks exploded behind my eyes.
“Ric— ah!” she screamed as she followed me over the edge.
A few more thrusts as I came hard, and I had to lean over on her, pressing my forehead into her spine and gasping for breath. Holy shit, that was… not what I was expecting at all. I noted that Valor had retreated, purring contentedly like some huge, scaly cat. Whatever doubts I’d had earlier about mating with this woman didn’t seem to exist at this moment, both of us sweaty and spent. This feeling might be something I could see myself getting used to.
She was dangerous.
13
Kara
Rico’s face buried in my neck made me want to flip over and start it all again. But I doubted even he could rev up and go again this fast. I mean… probably?
His heavy breaths puffed down my neck toward my chest, puckering my nipples. But still, he didn’t move. His breathing was heavy but somehow didn’t sound like it should have if it was just exertion.
“Are you okay?” I craned my neck to see him, and his face didn’t look tired. He looked like he was in pain. He kept his eyes closed as his breathing calmed down.
When he spoke back to me, it was through gritted teeth. “Just riding it out,” he said. “Do you ever feel like you’ve got a beast inside you that you’ve just got to control?”
I burst out laughing. “No, not at all.”
He finally opened his eyes and pulled himself out of me with a groan. “So, good. It’s just me then.” He took care of the condom as I rolled over on the bed and wiggled up to rest on the pillows.
“Listen.” Rico stood, stark naked, his dick still mostly hard—wow!—and put his hands on his hips. “We’ve got to talk about all these pillows.”
I snuggled deeper in my pile of fluff and smiled contentedly. “We most certainly do not have to talk about my pillows. I love my pillows and you can hush.”
Rico launched himself at me, landing half on top of me and half on the pile of pillows. “If we make this a regular exercise, and I hope we do, I’m going
