“Yes,” I whimpered. “Oh, yes. I’m g-gonna . . . come.”
The words barely left my mouth when the first pulse hit. I tipped my head back and screamed. I sucked in a staggered breath and held it as the next pulse rippled from my clit and spread outward. I whimpered when the third pulse slammed home, the pleasure and satisfaction was enough to undo me. When my orgasm ended and my body was nothing more than a tender piece of meat, Risk moved his lips from my clit and kissed his way up my body.
“That sounded like a good one to me.”
I kissed his swollen lips. Risk’s fingers palmed my breasts until I whimpered. I knew how much it turned him on when I did this. We lived together for only a short time and the handful of times we had sex together, I remembered how much he liked when I tasted myself on his mouth after he made me come.
“Should I be embarrassed I came so quickly?”
“Fuck no,” Risk snarled against my mouth. “Trust me, love. You being so hot for me that you come undone the second I get my mouth on you is not a problem. It never will be.”
My hands slid up his muscled arms.
“I want you inside of me so bad. Baby, please.”
“Condom.” He licked his lips. “Shit. Where are my jeans?”
“I’m clean and I’m still on the pill.” I said, my hands kneading his deltoids. “I want to feel you in me. Raw.”
“I want that too.” Risk’s eyes darkened. “I’m clean. Got tested when I was in rehab, haven’t been with anyone since.”
“Then we’re good. Please, fuck me.”
“Fuck. I’ve dreamed of this, Cherry,” Risk rumbled. “Having you spread out beneath me just like this. With you trembling and begging me to fuck you. The sounds you once made when I was inside you have been stuck on repeat in my head all of these years.”
“Please,” I pleaded. “Risk, please.”
“Tell me,” he growled as he reached down and fisted his cock before rubbing the head up and down my slit. “Tell me to fuck you.”
“Fuck me, Risk. Now.”
“My—” He thrust forward and buried his cock to the hilt. “Pleasure.”
I sucked in breath. “Mine too.”
Risk lowered his body down and pressed his chest to mine as he slowly bucked his hips back and forth. He kissed me deeply as he slid in and out of my aching body at a pace so slow that it almost felt like he was teasing me. I clenched my vaginal muscles around him. He shuddered. He broke our kiss, snagged my lower lip between his teeth and sucked. I knew he was challenging me to do it again . . . so I did.
He groaned deep in his throat and released my lip with a pop.
“F-Frankie, fuck.” He panted. “I love when you squeeze me, baby. I’ve missed this pussy.”
Words evaded me as he sunk back into my body, as deep as he had ever been. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I had dreamt of this kind of coupling over and over, but nothing my imagination conjured up held a candle to reality.
“You f-feel so g-good.” I was a shaking mess. “It’s been so long.”
“Good.” Risk lifted one hand to my hair. “Only remember me, understand? Only me.”
When I didn’t reply, he thrust roughly into my body and stole my breath.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Only you. Risk. Please.”
He worshipped and worked my body in ways that I had forgotten he could. No patch of skin was left unkissed, his hands touched every inch of me and he made sure to love my body until I couldn’t keep my eyes open. My legs were around his hips, pulling him in deep every time he thrust forward. I wanted all of him, every single inch.
“How hard do you want it, Cherry?” he growled. “How hard do you want me pounding this pussy?”
“H-Hard as you can,” I choked out the words. “So c-close. Risk!”
When I opened my eyes, something in Risk’s expression changed. His stare was intense and solely on me as he moved inside me untamed. There was a fire blazing within his blue eyes, he was burning hot for me.
“Look at me when you come all over my cock.”
I could barely breathe let alone keep my eyes open.
“Look at me, Frankie!” His fingers fit into the flesh of my thighs. “I want those sexy eyes on me as I fuck this cunt right. If you close them, I’ll flip you over and sink into your fat arse. I’ll make you scream, Cherry.”
Holy Christ in heaven.
I had never, never, known Risk to be so domineering during sex. He had always been so gentle, even when he was rough, but this Risk . . . this Risk was new to me. This Risk was the sex god everyone worshipped and wanted. I wanted him to give every bit of himself, even if it wasn’t a part of him I ever knew.