Bulldog - Hope Ford Page 0,10

a glass of water in only his T-shirt since it’s all I can find without making too much noise and waking him up the next day. I would say morning, but looking at my watch, I see that it’s already past noon.

I know I should get out of here. My one-night rule seems to have been put to the side because every time I mentioned leaving, he would take my mind off it by another round of sex. How in the world he did what he did last night is beyond me, but I enjoyed every second of it.

I bring the glass to my lips, planning to take a sip, but instead I chug it. I look around the kitchen and am surprised to see that it isn’t a bachelor pigsty full of dirty dishes and junk food.

I bring another full glass of water to my lips and can’t help but wonder if he drank something or maybe was on something last night. Will he regret sex with me in the sobering light of the day?

I sip at this glass and freeze when I hear him come into the kitchen behind me.

“You look good in my shirt,” he says as his arms come around me and his lips nibble on my ear. His hands come up to cup my breasts and I see the tattoos on his knuckles. LOVE HARD.

When I don’t say anything, he nuzzles my neck with the stubble of his beard. His cock, hard once again, is pressed into my backside.

Truly confused, I ask him. “I thought I wore you out last night. How can you be hard again?”

“Am I hard?” he asks me, pushing my shoulder down, bending me over, and slipping into me from behind. “Am I?”

And just like that, he’s stolen my breath and any question about him wanting me in the full light of day.

It was round three last night that we had the talk and agreed we were both safe to go without a condom, and I’m glad we did. I try not let it weigh too heavily on me how much trust I’m putting into him, but I forget any doubts as he moves in and out of me.

I moan as he fills me up, and it’s like he takes great pleasure in those sounds because when I make them, he does whatever he’s doing again, but harder… and deeper.

Bulldog

Fuck, I could take this woman back to bed and stay inside her forever. She’s moaning and already I’m about to come. She does that to me. Fuck, I could come just looking at her.

“You’re so tight, Kate. Fuck, you feel so good. I could stay like this all day, touching you, just like this.”

She moans, and her cunt gets hotter and wetter for me. “You like that, don’t you? You like it when I talk dirty to you.”

Her body trembles, and she starts moving back and forth, pushing her ass against me.

“Fuck yeah, you do. You like my cock inside you. You know you can control me, don’t you? You could make me do anything right now, Kate. This pussy is my master,” I tell her as I reach around and apply pressure to her clit. She comes undone then, bucking at me until I’m coming and filling her up.

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Kate

Bulldog calling me out on how hot I get for him has me sort of panicking when the afterglow wears off. I get up when he goes in search of pants, and I start making scrambled eggs. He comes in and takes over and also makes some pancakes.

“Your house is very neat and isn’t what I was expecting,” I tell him, trying to fill the silence, wondering if I should be going now. And before I can stop myself, I utter the words and even I can hear the jealousy in them. “You must bring a lot of women back to your place and LOVE them Hard like your tattoo says. But I’m not going to forget you. You were incredible.”

He sets the plate down in front of me. “I rarely allow women to come to my house and the few times I have I’ve never fed them.”

“Why not?” I can’t stop myself from asking.

He shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t want them to think they can come back without an invitation.”

I blush and smile at him. “Well, I feel special then. I wish I could come back and keep having mind-blowing sex with you. That would be the life.” I take a

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