Not Broken: The Happily Ever After(107)

I laughed. Damn, my Ginger was in rare form tonight. “Haven’t you ever heard the term don’t poke the bear?”

“Blah, blah, blah. Shouldn’t you be doing less talkin’ and more pokin’?”

“All right, woman, you just keep hitting below the belt, don’t you?”

Her gaze dropped to the pronounced erection in my pants. Lifting her leg, she traced the outline with her foot. “I like what’s below your belt.”

Fuck. I made a mental note to find out the brand of wine she drank tonight and buy that shit by the caseload. Stepping closer, I pulled the straps of her bra down until her breasts spilled over the cups. I leaned down, and caught one of her nipples between my teeth. She gave a deep, throaty moan as I circled my tongue around the hard peak.

My fingers once again found their way into her warm body while my mouth lavished attention on her breasts. Ginger arched her back, pushing her chest out, eagerly begging for more. I abandoned her nipples in favor of her mouth, kissing her hard, thrusting my tongue in. She rocked her hips faster against my probing fingers. Her head fell back, and I quickly wrapped my other arm around her waist to keep her from falling.

“Yes. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

Using my thumb, I put slight pressure on her stiff bud, but it was enough. Ginger screamed out when her orgasm ripped through her body. I watched, enjoying the view as the shockwaves shook her form. Watching her climax damn near made me shoot my load in my pants. She leaned forward, resting her head against my shoulder, breathing heavily. Her body shuddered when I gave another slow circle around her clit before removing my fingers. She sat up to look at me, with a pleased, relaxed expression on her beautiful face.

I gave her a soft kiss then brought my hand up tracing her bottom lip with the fingers I’d just used to get her off. Her tongue darted out, sliding between my fingers. Our eyes remained locked as I pushed them into her mouth. The feeling made my eyes roll. The gentle suction. The vibration of her moan. My dick twitched in my pants, recalling the feel of her mouth when it was wrapped around my cock. She was going to make me lose my shit. That innocent, coy act of hers was well rehearsed, hiding that inner freak that now was on full display.

I pulled my fingers from her mouth. Reaching behind her, I released her hands. The first thing she did was pull at the waistband of my pants.

“You want something?”

She nodded. I unbuttoned my shirt while she focused on getting me out of my pants. My erection sprang free, and I stepped out of my jeans, giving them and my boxers a kick across the floor. Ginger responded by slipping off the counter and dropping to her knees in front of me. Before she could get what she was after, I pulled her back to her feet, spun her toward the island, and pulled her hips back toward me.

Ginger let out a loud gasp when I rammed into her. My plan was to take it slow, but that was long since shot to hell. She pushed her hips back, welcoming each thrust I gave. I squeezed and kneaded the soft, meaty flesh of her ass. My cock slid in and out of her well lubricated body with ease.

“Is. This. What. You. Want?”

Her hand clawed at the granite counter tops. Her words were muddled, nothing more than a series of grunts and moans.

I slowed down and gave her ass a loud smack. “I can’t hear you.”

“Y...yes! I want it. I want it all.”

I pulled back and thrust forward hard. I spread her ass cheeks and pressed my thumb against her puckered hole. Ginger’s legs began to shake, and her body clenched around my pounding cock.

She banged her fist against the counter. “Sweet...Jesus...fuck...I…” Her knees buckled.

Pulling out, I picked her up and carried her over to the couch. Ginger’s body continued to convulse. Putting her legs up on my shoulders, I pushed once again into the sweet folds of her body. My hips slammed into her. The room filled with her incoherent moans, my grunts, and the sound of flesh against flesh. Ginger’s breasts jiggled with each thrust. I leaned forward, squeezing one of the globes and pinched her nipple. She pushed back against the cushions, bracing against the impact on her body. The sound of her moans fueled me. I gave her what she asked for. I fucked her hard and fast, no holds barred.

Her eyes rolled back, and her head turned side to side. “I...can’t....”

She struggled to get the words out as her body was overcome with another wave of pleasure. I pushed harder, driving her immediately to another peak. She was hot, and I was on fire, driven by her moans as they melted into drawn out wails of desire.

“Y...you...win.”

A smug grin spread across my face. The feeling of her body spasming around me nearly pushed me to the edge. I removed her legs from my shoulder and pulled out. I wasn’t done with her yet and needed to last just a little while longer.

I lowered myself down over her, pinning her arms above her head. I kissed her, tasting the residue of her earlier climax. I moved slow, continuing the leisurely kiss. Ginger tugged to free her hands. I let them go, groaning from the feel of them as she slid them up my back. Her nails raked across my skin. This time, I eased into her inch by inch.

I broke from the kiss and stared down at her. Ginger’s eyes were hooded as she arched into me. Her hips lifting, gyrating against me. Soft moans and whimpers tumbled from her parted lips.

“Malcolm.” My name a mere whisper from her lips.

“Yes, baby?”

Her nails dug into my flesh as she lifted herself, using me as support. Our bodies close, covered in a sheen of sweat. Our breathing a heavy mixture of grunts and moans.