around to grip her tits. I pull at her nipples – not hard at all, but enough to give her a little more stimulation. She moans and tries to turn her head around to see me.
I take one hand and place it on the back of her neck. With just a little pressure , I guide her head to the pillow and wait for her to turn her face to one side before I lean in with a little more weight, holding her there. I keep slamming into her as my other hand moves south, finds her trembling stomach , and then her pulsating clit.
I bring her to the brink, back off a bit, and then bring her to the brink again. She is crying out, sweating, and practically shaking. My own legs are threatening to give out, so I push her down flat with my body. I lay on top of her back, my legs just inside of hers. My hand is sandwiched between her pussy and the mattress, and I continue to run my finger around her clit. I have to adjust my position a little, but a few moments later I’m slamming into her again – not as deep, because the angle isn’t right for deep penetration – b ut just as hard as before.
My hand releases her neck , and I grab her hair instead.
“My cock feels so good fucking you,” I growl into her ear. “You like that? Huh?”
A groan is the only response I get, but it is enough.
I slam into her harder, hold myself deep inside for a moment , and then slowly slide almost all the way out. I would have pulled all the way out, but it would be too awkward to get back inside of her without getting her back up on her knees again, and I like having her all splayed out under me the way she is.
She likes it, too.
“Do you know how easy it would be,” I moan, and my voice is gravely and husky in her ear, “to fuck you in the ass from this position ?”
I feel her tense, and there are goose bumps springing up over her neck and shoulder s . I smile slightly – she’s never taken a cock up the ass before . My lips press against the skin below her ear.
“Not this time,” I whisper, and I feel her relax underneath me for a brief moment. My finger circles her clit again, and she cries out. Her body clamps down on my cock, and I push into her with a snarl . My thrusts are shallow but quick. I keep rhythm with my finger on her clit as I pound into her as hard as I physically can. Her cries come in time with the creak of the bed as I slam into her.
I can feel it coming – the tightness in my thighs and the squeezing sensation in my balls just before the w ave cascades over me, leaving me grunting and hold ing my breath. I come hard and deep inside of her, arching my back a little to push in as far as I can. As the wave subsides, I drop onto her back and my breaths come in short, hot pants against the skin between her shoulder blades.
I stay there for a while, just listening to the sound of our breathing and waiting f or my body to relax. My hand i s caught between Lia and the mattress and is starting to go a bit num b. I like where I am though and don’t really want to change the position much. I settle for a slight roll to my side, pulling her body tight against mine until we’re in a classic spooning position.
Evan Arden – hit man gone spooner.
I almost laugh out loud.
Lia ’s heart is still pounding as I hold her against my chest. She turns her head over her should er a little and look s me in the eye.
“That was…incredible,” she says through panting breaths.
I chuckle.
“I know.”
She laughs out loud.
“What do you mean, you know ?”
I stare at her intently, silently debating just how straightforward I want to be with a woman who literally stumbled into my life barely a few hours ago. If I tell her, it will reveal quite a bit about me – an aspect I tend to keep to myself – to an almost perfect stranger.
A stranger who just had his cock inside her…
Well…yes.
Still, there are people I have known for years who don’t know about how much detail my mind seems