I leaned down, our mouths meeting in a messy kiss. She squeezed my dick again and I was done playing. I tore off my underwear, grabbed a condom out of the nightstand, and rolled it on.
She opened her legs and pulled me on top of her. Without hesitation, I pushed my cock inside her, groaning as the heat of her pussy enveloped me.
There was no waiting. No long, slow thrust while we sank into it. The tension between us was pulled too tight. I could feel what we both needed. We needed to fuck, and we needed to fuck hard.
I was happy to oblige.
She reached overhead to brace herself against the headboard while I drove in deep. My hips thrust, my muscles flexed. Her pussy felt so good, the heat and pressure overwhelming.
“Yes, Gibson. Fuck, that’s good.”
I kept going. Hard, steady thrusts, making her tits bounce. The pressure in my groin rose fast, but I didn’t let it unleash. Not yet. She needed more, and I was going to give it to her.
Leaning down, I found her mouth again. Kissed her. Sucked on her lower lip. She wrapped her arms around me, holding on tight, and drew her knees toward her shoulders. I drove deeper, slamming my cock into her, grunting with the intensity of it.
Her pussy tightened with a rolling tremor.
“That’s it, honey. You want to come on my cock?”
“Yes, Gibs,” she whimpered. “Make me come.”
“I want this pussy,” I growled into her ear. “It’s fucking mine. You hear me?”
“All yours, baby.” Her fingers dug into my back. “And that cock is all mine.”
That was the hottest thing I’d ever heard in my life. “Only yours, Callie.”
She moved her hands down to grab my ass, pushing me deeper inside her. For a second, I thought about pulling out and turning her over. Maybe getting her on her knees so I could pound her from behind, or lying down so she could ride me. Hell, she was pretty fucking flexible, we probably had a lot of options.
But tonight wasn’t about sexual acrobatics or mixing up positions. Tonight was about one thing, and one thing only. Good old-fashioned dirty fucking.
I felt the tension ease in both of us—anger and fear burning away in the heat of our passion. It was an outlet. A primal release of pent-up emotions. She needed it. I needed it. And together, alone in my room in the dark of night, we made a new kind of magic.
Her body was new to me, but I let instinct be my guide. She was coming before me—or with me—no matter what I had to do to get an orgasm out of her. Hard and deep seemed to be working for her, but I slowed down, just a little. Enough that I could really grind against her each time I thrust inside.
That was what she needed. Her pussy tightened and her moans turned into uninhibited cries. Her fingers dug into my back while she chanted a breathy stream of yes, yes, yes.
“Yes, baby,” I growled.
I drove in and held there, burying myself to the hilt. I needed to kiss her. To meld my mouth with hers while our bodies joined. Taste her and feel her tongue lapping against mine.
With our mouths still tangling, I resumed my rhythm. She kissed me like she was desperate. Like I was oxygen. I drove harder, faster, feeling her body respond, the heat in her pussy rising. So tight. So hot. Fuck, I was about to unload inside her. I didn’t know if I could hold out much longer.
With a carnal moan, she came apart under me. Her pussy clenched, pulsing with her climax. I rode it out with her, feeling the pressure in my groin intensify.
Like a ripple through still water, all my nerve endings fired, the sensation in my cock staggering. And I came fucking undone.
The most powerful orgasm I’d ever had ripped through me. My cock throbbed inside her as I burst, exploding with a loud groan. I thrust deep, bottoming out. With my face buried in her neck, I growled, muscles clenching, overpowered by the sheer force of it.
My climax subsided, but I stayed inside her, breathing hard into the sheets. Her arms were wrapped around my back and she hooked her legs around my waist.
“I love you,” I whispered, suddenly not giving a shit that it was too soon to say it. I felt it, deep in my soul, and I needed her to know. I knew all too well