THE CRAZY GOOD SERIES - Rachel Robinson Page 0,343

really it, though. My last time with Cody forever. I can give myself this as a goodbye present.

“Fuck me then. No emotions. Just for old times’ sake,” I say, gazing at him through lowered lashes. I spread my legs to give him a view, guide his dick into my mouth, and push forward until he’s deep in my throat. Cody rolls his head back and looks at the ceiling.

“Yes,” he hisses, folding his arms behind his head. “Fuck yes,” he says again. I swirl my tongue around the tip and pop him out of my mouth. I spit on his hard, pulsing shaft and smooth the liquid with my hand. Cody’s busy unbuttoning his shirt. The dim light highlights every ripple of his abs, every line of muscle in his biceps, and the shadows they create make my mouth water. His chest tattoos look a little more sinister, and I think it’s perfect. I want to play with the devil right now.

“You’re slick now. Slip it in,” I say. Cody kneels in front of the coffee table, pushes me back on the long rectangular surface, and settles between my legs. He trails his lips up my neck as he teases the head of his cock at my entrance. “Inside. Now,” I command. Raising my hips to help ease his erection inside me doesn’t work. He uses a hand to push me back down.

He takes his time pushing the head in. “You are so tight, Fast Lane. So fucking wet and tight. I want to feel every fucking inch of you,” Cody growls, pushing in a little further, then stops. It has been a while since I’ve had sex.

“It’s only you. You were the last person to be inside me,” I say. This brings out the caveman in him, like I knew it would. He pounds into me, filling me solidly. His girth stretches me wide that I’ll feel him there in the morning long after he’s gone. I grab his face and press my lips against his. He slams his eyes shut and thrusts into me over and over. “Open your eyes,” I say. He doesn’t.

Instead he takes me by the waist and flips me over so I’m on all fours on the hard table. He enters from behind and starts his assault of punishing strokes. I moan because I love it when he fucks me doggy style. Reaching a hand around, he strokes my clit while he fills me with his dick. This is my favorite and he knows it. The pleasure is strong that it makes my legs weak. I know I’ll come soon. He picks up the pace, his skin slapping against my ass in loud thwacks as he hits the back.

“You feel so good,” he says, almost incoherently. “So fucking good.” I feel him grab my hair and put it over one shoulder. “I’m going to come,” Cody growls. Our sex noises are muted by the blasting volume of the music outside. I don’t think it would matter even if it were completely quiet. My legs start to shake as my own orgasm builds and builds.

“Keep fucking me,” I order. “I need more. More.” He plunges into me, his hand firmly on my hip. He uses it to pull me back onto him and I know I’ll have bruises there tomorrow—one for every one of his beautiful, punishing fingertips.

I let my head hang down and I come, exploding around his cock in waves so intense that my eyes actually water. He feels me coming because he groans and lets a string of curse words pass his lips. My legs tingle and the warmth of my orgasm floods my whole body in that relaxing, pleasurable way. He removes his fingers from my clit and puts both hands on my hips and pulls me back, hard.

I feel his orgasm inside me. “I’m coming,” he says as he quickly pulls his dick out of my pussy and lets a stream of cum land hot on my ass. He spreads my ass cheeks with one hand and I feel the tip of his cock at my back door. “I want my come in every part of your body,” he explains, pressing his large member a little further into my ass, letting a hot burst of his juices leak into me.

“That feels so good,” I moan, letting my head lie on my arms with my ass high in the air. God, I want more of this. “Fuck me in the ass,