take it a second longer and pick her up. She wraps her body around mine, holding on tight as we kiss. Carrying her down the hall, into the bathroom, I don’t even let go of her as I reach in and turn the shower on.
I step into the shower and tub combo and only put her down now because I need to get her naked. She lifts her arms, and I pull off the now soaked t-shirt she slipped on. Next go her panties, landing in a plop on the bottom of the bathtub. Shoving down my boxers, I reach for her. She moans at my hardness pressing insistently against her stomach.
She reaches between us, stroking my length.
I end up backing her against the tile wall, my body sheltering her from the pounding water. Water drips from my nose onto her face. Her big brown eyes look at me with intense wonder and lust. Lifting her up, I lower her onto my cock, hissing between my teeth when I feel her warm heat clasp around me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I grind out, just holding her there.
“What?” She shudders above me, wiggling her hips which isn’t helping my problem at all.
“Condom,” I bite out.
She nibbles her bottom lip, watching me carefully. “I’ve been back on my birth control for a while now. It’s safe and I’m clean. If … if you want to. But we can get a condom. It’s not a big—”
I silence her with a kiss and plunge fully inside her. She feels amazing. Everything about this girl was made for me.
I fuck her relentlessly and she takes it all. Meeting my thrusts with her hips. She wants me as badly as I want her, and if that isn’t the biggest turn on I don’t know what is.
“Say you’re mine,” I growl in her ear. “Say it.”
“No.”
She’s so goddamn stubborn. “Say it,” I demand, slowing my strokes.
“No.”
“Why do you defy me?”
She smirks at me, a moan drawing out of her when I play with her clit. “Because I can.” I take my fingers away and she mewls in protest. I fuck her harder, then slow again. “You’re being mean.”
“Say it. Please.”
Maybe it’s the please that does it or maybe she just really wants to orgasm, but she leans her head back against the tile, eyes hooded. “I’m yours.”
“Fuck yes you are.” My grip on her hips tightens, and I worry I might bruise her, but I can’t let go. Can’t stop.
I kiss her, fucking her mouth with my tongue like I am her pussy with my cock.
She’s invading all my senses until all I know is her.
I’m ruined.
No one will ever take her place.
She falls apart in my arms and I’m right behind her, filling her up with my come.
Her breaths are heavy, and I don’t let her down, not wanting to leave her body yet.
“Is it supposed to be this good?”
I brush a damp curl off her forehead, pressing my lips to my favorite spot there. “I don’t know, but with us it is.”
I was reluctant to accept Teddy’s invite to Harvey’s when he texted me in the afternoon, but Zoey thought it would be fun, and I guess it gives us a break since we spent most of the day having sex.
On her bed.
On the couch.
The kitchen counter.
The hall floor because we couldn’t make it to the bed again.
Taking Zoey’s hand when she hops out of my truck, I kiss her knuckles. Even in the dark parking lot I don’t miss the flush of color deepening her cheeks. Grabbing her by the back of the neck I pull her in for another kiss.
Her fingers curl into the fabric of shirt and she stands on her tiptoes. I pull us apart before we get carried away and I can add Harvey’s parking lot to the list of places we’ve had sex.
Holding her hand, we walk to the entrance and I pull her against my side with the excuse of the crowded bar, but really I just want to hold her.
We make it to the usual table my friends frequent, and Teddy sits in the middle like the king with his harem. He lifts a bottle of his favorite beer.
“You’re welcome.”
“You asshole.” I shake my head, but I’m grinning.
He’s a dick, sure, but it worked.
I kiss the top of Zoey’s head and she laughs lightly. We’re glued together as we slide into the booth.
“You singing tonight?” Teddy hollers.
“Probably not.”
Zoey grabs onto my arm, blinking up at me with those beautiful