I lift my chin for a kiss, which he gives to me. My body heats up as our kiss deepens.
“Come on,” I say, pulling back and threading his fingers through mine. “Bedroom.”
I lead him through my little apartment and into my bedroom. When we enter it, instead of turning on the light switch, I plug in a string of lights.
“Too cheesy?” I ask.
“Nah. It’s fuckin’ romantic,” he says.
I laugh. He steps close to me, slides his hand around the back of my neck, and pulls my mouth to his. While we kiss, he peels off my clothes, discarding one piece at a time on the floor. When he gets me down to my bra and panties, I step away for a second so he can get a good look at me.
“You like?” I say. I have on a black lacy bra and matching panties.
“You’re gorgeous no matter what you’re wearing, Chloe,” he says. “Now take it off.”
I strip for him, letting my bra fall to the floor and then sliding down my panties. He moans at the sight of me standing naked before him. He yanks off his own clothes and pulls me over to my bed.
I press my head back into my pillow as he pushes my legs open and runs his tongue over my aching clit. I’ve been fantasizing about this all week and I come practically right away. Immediately, I want more. I want him in the deepest, fullest of ways.
“I’m ready, Austin,” I murmur. “Please. I need you.”
Austin moves over me, his body towering over mine. He kisses me intensely as he reaches down and presses the tip of his cock to my slit.
It doesn’t hurt when Austin pushes into me. But it’ssuchan intense, full feeling that I let out a cry anyway. He stops pushing and looks at me seriously, gaining control over his own lust.
“You okay, babe?”
I nod. “Yeah. Keep going.”
He pushes further into me. Holy shit. He keeps going deeper and deeper.
“You feel so good, Chloe,” Austin grunts.
I force my legs open wider and he pushes in the rest of him until he’s fully inside of me. Oh, God. I’m breathing so hard already. When he pulls out and thrusts into me the second time, I can feel how much wetter I am already.
I run my hands over his back, loving the feeling of his muscles flexing as he grinds against me. With each pump, I feel a tiny spark of pleasure start to grow. My breath catches in my throat and pretty soon I feel a deep surge of need.
“Harder,” I tell Austin.
“You sure?” he growls.
“I’m sure,” I say. “Fuck me, Austin.”
He makes a sound in his throat and kisses me deeply. He draws out of me almost all the way. Then he drives into me harder and deeper than before, sending a rippling pleasure shooting up my core.
“Fuck,” he groans.
He thrusts hard into me again. Soon, he’s slamming into me so deep and hard and fast that I’m completely lost in the pleasure of it and can barely breathe.
“Austin,” I cry out. He clamps his mouth to my pebbled nipple and I arch my back. “Oh my God, Austin!”
He grunts loudly against my breast. I curl my head up and press my lips to his ear. “Come inside me.” I run my hands down his back and over his smooth, muscled ass. Feeling his ass bounce up and down between my legs as he pounds me tips me over the edge.
And Austin is right—hedoesmake me scream loud.
I’m still riding out my orgasm when Austin jerks against me, his ass tightening, and I feel him come inside of me. I cling to him, drawing big gasps of air into my lungs.
“Chloe,” groans Austin, holding me tight, moving his lips up to kiss my neck.
