Flirting with Forever: A Hot Romantic Comedy(55)

She was in her kitchen, drinking a glass of water. I knocked on the glass door, softly so I wouldn’t startle her.

Her smile gave me a warm feeling in my chest. She put down her glass and opened the door. “You must be a mind reader. I was just thinking about you.”

I stepped inside and she shut it behind me. “Thinking about me or my cock inside you?”

“Maybe both.”

“Good.” I grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head back so I could take her mouth in a hard kiss. “Riley’s doing homework but I really want to fuck you.”

“I should shower.”

“No. I want you dirty.”

She was already breathless. “Upstairs. Now.”

I followed her up, grabbing her tight ass the whole way. This made sense. It was purely physical. I wanted her, she wanted me. We’d both get what we wanted. Win-win.

She peeled her sweaty clothes off while I tossed mine on the floor, urgency driving us both. I grabbed her, pulling her against me, and kissed her again—hard and deep, savoring the hint of salt on her lips.

Her hand slid between us and she wrapped her fingers around my aching cock. I grunted as she squeezed, my hips starting to move of their own accord. Her thumb swept the tip and she slowly lowered herself to her knees.

She took me in her mouth and I almost came unglued. Her mouth was warm and wet, her tongue absolutely wicked. She didn’t hesitate, plunging down on me mercilessly. I grabbed her hair and pumped my hips, watching my cock slide in and out.

Fuck, yes.

Her eyes lifted, making eye contact as she took me in deeper. I growled and my legs threatened to buckle.

I knew she’d finish—let me come down her throat. And sometimes that was exactly what I wanted.

But as good as this felt—and it felt really fucking good—I needed to be inside her.

I let go of her hair and pulled my hips back. “On the bed.”

She slowed but didn’t do what I asked immediately. Instead, she took her time, looking up at me while she let the tip of my cock slide against the roof of her mouth. While she held the base and licked, lavishing me with attention.

It was great. But I was going to make her pay for it.

I pulled out of her mouth. “Get on the bed. Now.”

She held eye contact as she rose, still moving with deliberate—almost defiant—slowness. It made my blood run hot. She turned and stepped to the end of the bed but paused, looking at me over her shoulder.

I stepped closer, wrapping one arm around her so I could grab her chin. I tilted her head to the side while my other hand reached between her legs.

“That’s my dirty girl. Nice and wet for me.”

She moaned as I rubbed her clit and kissed her neck.

“Dex, please,” she breathed.

“You need to come, don’t you beautiful?”

“Yes.”

I rubbed faster, working her into a frenzy. She arched her back and I pressed my erection into her, indulging in more friction.

“I need you inside me,” she said in between breaths. “Now, Dex. I need you. I need you.”

I’d give her everything she wanted. Everything she needed.

“On your knees.”

Letting out a breath that sounded like relief, she climbed onto the bed. I got on behind her and grabbed handfuls of that magnificent ass. I lined myself up with her opening and plunged inside.

She cried out as I stretched her open. With my hands gripping her hips, I drove in and out, pulling her against me with every thrust. She was hot and tight, wrapping me in pure bliss.

Primal need drove me. I fucked her hard, grunting as I drove into her. I knew her body, knew what she wanted. I could feel the tightening of her inner muscles around me, knew she was close.

“Dex. Fuck. Dex.”

I loved doing this to her. Fucking her so good she’d lose her mind. She gasped and moaned, arching back into my thrusts. I couldn’t hold back. Couldn’t stop. Her pussy clenched and I growled as all that heat and tension exploded.

She clamped down on me, pulsing as her climax swept through her. I spilled into her, growling as my cock throbbed.

Gradually, we slowed and came to a stop. I slid out of her, still breathing hard, and she collapsed onto the bed, as if utterly spent.

I had the strongest urge to lie down with her. Gather her in my arms and pull her close. I didn’t really have time. I needed to get back before Riley realized I was gone, or worse, came over here looking for me.

But Nora didn’t move.

I’d just stay a few more minutes. I could risk that much.

I dropped down beside her, hooked my arm around her waist, and hauled her against me. She didn’t resist. Just exhaled, nestling her body into mine.

Tiredness washed over me. It was hard to keep my eyes open. I couldn’t fall asleep over here. Had to get back home. But man, it was tempting. Nora’s body was molded to mine, her scent all over me. I was relaxed and sated. Happy, even.

Just as my eyes started to close, Nora stirred. I let her go and she got off the bed.

“I need to clean up. You can take your time.”

I rolled onto my back and rubbed my eyes. But the urge to sleep had already passed. And I really did need to get home.

I got up and found my clothes. Tugged everything on while Nora was in the bathroom. She came out dressed in a robe and offered me a goodbye kiss, just like usual. I smacked her ass, just because, and left.