“Ride it,” he growled on my mouth. “Fuck me like you’ve always wanted to fuck me.” I clenched around him, and he felt it, groaning deeply, breathing raggedly through his nostrils. “Your pussy belongs around my cock, baby. You know that?”
I shook my head, trying to find the rhythm and keep it there. He was so big inside me, making me feel fuller than ever before.
“Talk to me,” he groaned. “Let me hear your voice.”
“It feels really good,” I confessed. “So good.”
“Yeah? You like having me inside you?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
“How long have you wanted to fuck me like this?”
“For so long. So long.” I wrapped both arms around the back of his neck, and he dropped his hands to my waist, guiding my hips again.
“Fuck,” he groaned. He squeezed my ass, like he couldn’t hold on tight enough. I was getting a little better at it, rocking front to back then sideways and up. I was sure he was enjoying it. He’d dropped his hands to my ass to squeeze it, then sucked on the bend of my neck, burying himself deeper. “Don’t hold back on me, baby. Moan for me. Let me hear all the sexy noises you can make.”
So I did, because truthfully, I was holding back. I didn’t want to sound stupid or like an amateur porn tape. I had no idea what I was doing, and I was sure there were other women that were ten times better and more experienced than me. Women like Kelly.
The thought of her sent a wave of jealousy over me, but she didn’t have him right now. I did.
He was mine.
All mine.
He was buried deep inside me, not her, and that thought alone gave me all the satisfaction and empowerment I needed.
I rode Cane’s cock faster, and harder, moaning in his ear, sliding up and down on his thick, hard, beautiful cock. My fingers got tangled in his dark tresses, my pussy clenching his length.
“Yeah, baby. Just like that,” he groaned.
I swiveled my hips, lowering my head to kiss him. I needed his lips. I needed all of him. I wanted to breathe him in, wrap myself up in him. I wanted all of Quinton Cane. Every single trace of him.
So I fucked him, just the way he wanted me to.
I rode his cock, even while feeling his body grow tense and his cock harden and throb inside me. I rode him until he was grunting and squeezing and cursing under his breath. I rode him until he was thrusting upward while forcing my hips down to get as deep as possible, making me scream his name and beg for more.
And then, before I could take in a full breath, he was groaning. “Ah! Shit, Kandy.”
He was coming.
Coming for me.
Inside me.
All for me.
I caught his bottom lip between my teeth as I came too, moaning into his mouth as we both shot up to heaven and floated right back down to earth.
I breathed raggedly against his mouth while he panted. His eyes slowly drifted up to mine.
“How the hell am I supposed to let this go?” he mumbled on my lips.
“You don’t,” I told him, gripping his face in my hands. “Don’t let me go.”
He stared up at me, and I saw the guilt swim in his eyes but chose to ignore it. I was glad when he pushed up on one arm to stand, bringing me up with him. He slipped out of me, but held me snug to his body, walking out of the office to get back to the bedroom.
He laid me down on the bed and then curled up behind me. I sighed, loving every moment of this. I loved it so much that it pained me to know that, inevitably, this would come to an end. Our time together would soon be interrupted with real-life shit.
I wanted more nights like this. More moments to cherish. I craved more time with him, but knew I couldn’t have it. At least, not in the way I really wanted it.
“You know that when we get back, things won’t be the same,” he said, low in my ear, running his palm over the top of my arm. “There’s your mom and dad. There’s work. College. Distance. Life.”
My eyes burned just thinking about it. “I know,” I whispered, and I hated that my voice cracked.
“I just…I don’t want you to hold on to this for too long. Okay, Kandy? The last thing I want to do is disappoint you by not being there when you need me. As much as I’d like to be selfish with you, I know you deserve to live your life. Meet new people. Do new things.”
“I know, Cane. I understand.”
“No, baby,” he said, laughing so deeply it made my belly flutter. “You don’t understand. You won’t for a while, honestly.”