Hearing her say those words releases some kind of beast inside of me. I’ve never wanted to f**k someone so hard in my life. She knows just the right things to trigger me and get what she wants. She wants me to make her scream again. I can’t hold back. Pleasing her turns me on more than anything.
Fuck!
Thrusting back into her, I place one hand around her throat while holding her hands above her head with the other. I push in so hard and deep that she screams and scratches at my hands. She wants her hands freed to punish me and I want the same.
I release her hands and they immediately find my back and scratch long and deep as my movements pick up. I feel her starting to tremble and I know she’s getting close. Our lips meet each other’s and I grab her face, forcing her to look me in the eyes as I make her come.
She moans and screams against my lips so I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and move fast and hard to finish myself off.
It only takes her kissing me hard and pulling my hair before I find myself busting my nut deep inside her still throbbing pu**y. We both moan as I release myself as deep as I can. I’m not used to releasing myself inside anyone and the sensation is f**king fantastic. I usually pull out, but this felt too good to even think about it.
We stand here for several seconds, looking each other in the eyes before I pull out of her and set her back down on the floor.
I rub my hands over her face before leaning in and kissing her. She freezes at first, but then grabs the back of my head and slowly caresses her tongue with mine. It’s soft, slow and hot. The most intimate kiss I’ve had in years. I’m not sure how to react.
I pull away from the kiss and back away from her. She watches me with a strange look in her eyes before turning away from me and placing her hands over her face.
She sighs before speaking. “I’m going back downstairs before Cale gets home. I’m sorry. This should never have happened.”
I yank the condom off my dick and toss it onto one of my old shirts. I just stand there and watch as she walks toward the door. Before I can stop myself, I say, “Wait.”
She stops and waits for me to walk over to her. Stopping in front of her, I cup her face and pull it up so I can look her in the eyes. I just have to look into them and see how I make her feel; see that I pleasured her beyond belief. “Your eyes are the most beautiful f**king thing I have ever seen.”
She swallows hard as her eyes dance back and forth before she closes them, as if embarrassed. “In case you’re wondering, no I didn’t lose a contact. I was born this way, alright? I’ll save you trouble from the silly question.”
“I wasn’t even going to ask you that. I noticed your eyes from the very first time I laid eyes on you. They’ve never changed. I’m not as f**king stupid as some people.”
She laughs and it’s the most beautiful sound I have heard from her. I’ve never heard her laugh before and it’s nice to see this side of her. “Yeah, well I’m glad you’re smarter than most. I would hate to have another reason to hate you. I already have too many to count.”
This makes me laugh. “Is that right?” I pick her up by her hips and set her on my desk. “I can show you a few good reasons not to hate me.” I pause as I lick my lips. “Oh yeah. I already have.”
She punches my chest, but this time it’s playful and not out of pure hate or f**k me anger. I catch her fist and bite it to tease her. “You’re such an ass. Do you know that?”
I nod my head and bite her harder while smiling up at her. She laughs and starts tickling me when I don’t let go. “Ouch! Let go, Slade.” She laughs and tickles me harder.
I didn’t realize I was ticklish until now. I find myself squirming until I finally release her fist and let her jump down from the desk. She smiles at me and clears her throat. “Okay . . . I’m going now. Goodnight.”
“Why not just sleep in my bed?” I grab her body from behind and pull it close to mine. I have no idea what I’m saying or doing. All I know is that it’s late and I’m tired as shit. “Let Cale have his bed tonight. I’m pretty sure he’s bringing some chick home. He’s going to need the privacy.”
She hesitates before spinning around in my arms. “You don’t mind me sleeping in your bed?” Her eyes narrow as she watches for my reaction.
For some f**king reason, at the moment, I don’t. “Nah. Tomorrow you can go back to hating me from a distance. Tonight, you can hate me from my f**king bed.”
I watch her as she walks past me and crawls into my bed. She doesn’t say another word. She just looks up at me and keeps her eyes on me until I crawl in beside her and flip the lamp off. It only takes a few minutes before I crash out.
* * *
It’s the middle of the night and I try to roll over, but I can’t. That’s when I realize that there’s a body draped over mine. My eyes shoot open and I sit up in a panic, causing Aspen to move but not wake up. I forgot she was in my bed.
I don’t know what the f**k I was thinking when I asked her to sleep in my bed with me, but it’s so unlike me. It must’ve been the adrenaline of finally getting her to have sex with me. That’s my only excuse.
Stepping out of bed, I search for a cigarette in the darkened room, open the window and light it. I really need to get my shit together. My whole body is shaking and I’m covered in f**king sweat.
I take a huge drag, close my eyes and let the harsh smoke fill my lungs before releasing it. I have to admit that she looks f**king beautiful lying there naked on my sheets and the thought of slipping back inside her is eating at me. It felt good. A lot f**king better than I expected it to. I had never been so turned on in my life.
Fuck!
I put my cigarette out on the windowsill and take a deep breath while running my fingers through my hair, to keep from punching something. I need to get the f**k out of here. I need to go down to our gym and work this shit off. Like now.
Fucking get a grip, Slade.
Chapter Twelve
Aspen
Rolling over, I lazily open my eyes and stretch; a very long, hard stretch. It only takes me a few seconds for my eyes to focus and remember where I’m at: Slade’s room. Panic sets in and I sit up straight, pulling the sheet over my naked body. I was sleeping so well that I forgot where the hell I was at. Not a good thing. Not good at all.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
I back up against the wall and look around to see I’m alone in the big, quiet room. Slade must have gotten up in the middle of the night and left. A part of me is glad. The last thing I want to do is face his smug ass and listen to him rub in the fact that he finally got what he wanted; not to mention that is was great. It was the best I’ve ever had and I can’t deny it. My body already gave me away.