Bossy - N.R. Walker Page 0,3
me.
Fuck.
Fuuuuuuck.
I groaned and cried out, gripping the bedcovers, trying to breathe through the breach of him . . . but he held my hips, pinning me with his huge cock, until he was all the way in.
All the fucking way.
“Oh god,” I cried.
He grunted in my ear. “You’re so fucking tight.”
“You’re so fucking big.”
His laugh rumbled in my ear and he bit down on my neck when he pulled out and pushed back in. He moaned, such a filthy sound, and before I knew it, I was moving with him. Rocking with him, lifting my hips and arching my back for him. Taking him over and over, and it felt so fucking good.
He took control of every move, of every thrust. He played my body like a harp, plucking at chords I didn’t know I had, playing the sweetest song I’d ever heard.
His tempo changed, his urgency, and he was deeper and harder, and oh my god, he was groaning and grunting. I’d never heard anything so hot . . .
But then he stopped and repositioned me, drawing up onto his knees. He gripped my hips, impaling me again and again, before reaching around and pumping my dick. “I want you to come while I’m inside you,” he rasped out.
Fuuuuuck.
I was so full of him, so owned by him in that moment, I came so hard I almost blacked out. I was on all fours, my knees barely on the mattress because he was lifting me onto him, driving into me hard and deep, and then my orgasm became his and he thrust into me, swollen and pulsing into the condom.
We collapsed onto the mattress, his weight on me, breathless and boneless. He chuckled again as he pulled out, groaning as he did, and then he was lying next to me, splayed out, grinning. We were covered in sweat and lube, and I couldn’t bring myself to care.
After a few moments of us catching our breath, I was about to say something corny along the lines of ‘that was amazing’ when he ran a tender finger down my spine. “How much time do you need?” His voice was rough and deep.
But my brain was in some stupid sex haze and I couldn’t follow. “Time for what?”
“Round two.”
I laughed. “Christ. Can you do that again?”
“You said we wouldn’t be done until morning,” he murmured, smiling. Then he rolled me over onto my back and lifted my leg up to his chest. He kissed me, settling his weight on me again, and I could feel his cock was already hard again. Or maybe it was still hard, I didn’t know. Didn’t care.
But more condoms and lube later, my brain short-circuited somewhere between my second or third orgasm.
Because he could do it again. Twice. And sometime just before the sun came up, we showered and I put on my robe while he dressed back into his jeans and shirt. I was disappointed when he put his boots on.
“I probably should go,” he said.
“Uh, yeah. I’m supposed to be at work in . . .” I looked for a clock of some kind, but not finding one—I thought I’d left my phone in the kitchen—I nodded to the early morning sky outside my bedroom window. “Soon.”
He grinned, not even remotely sorry. “It’s been fun.” He stood up. “Actually, it’s been pretty fucking awesome. We should do this again sometime.”
“Next Friday night?” I shrugged. “We don’t even have to bother with the bar. You could just come straight here.”
He made a face as though he was considering it.
“No strings, no complications,” I added. “Just more of the best sex I’ve ever had.”
“The best?”
“You can turn up here and use my body like that any time you like.”
“If you want me to turn up here and use your body like that, I’m more than happy to oblige.” His eyes shone with humour. “You took my dick like a champ.”
This wasn’t a weird conversation to be having at all. “You give dick like a champ.”
He laughed. “Friday night. Nine o’clock?”
“Yes, please.”
He left with a smile. No goodbye, no thanks, no awkwardness, no regrets.
I still didn’t even know his name.
Chapter Two
Bryce
“You didn’t waste any time,” Terrence said, giving me a knowing smirk. “You were back in the country for what? Five hours?”
I laughed and handed him the coffee I’d bought for him. “I had a mighty need.”
He pursed his lips. “You’ve got a mighty something. I’ve seen it, I know how mighty it is. And I take it