RoomHate(72)

His mouth was against mine as it curved into a wry smile. Within seconds, he took my face in his hands before his lips swallowed mine whole. A stifled moan escaped from me into his starving mouth as our tongues moved frantically to taste one another. I loved the controlled way he always grabbed my face when he kissed me. This time was different from any other moment we’d been together because it lacked any trace of caution or hesitation. He was unapologetically taking what he wanted, and I was fully letting him. We were both on the exact same page, surrendering to what our bodies needed, and nothing was off limits. If it weren’t for the fact that he was leaving in an hour, this would have been like a dream come true. But we were on borrowed time, and we both knew it.

His hands slid slowly down my back as he grabbed my ass, pushing me against his erection and kissing me hard. He sucked my bottom lip before releasing it slowly. “Last chance to stop me.”

“Make every second count,” I said in between kisses. “For the next hour, my body is yours, Banks.”

“I’ve only waited a decade to hear you say that.”

That was where the conversation ended. Justin pressed his rock hard chest into me, pushing me into the window. My back was against the glass as he began to kiss me so hard that my lips hurt from the suction. My hands took on a mind of their own, eager to explore him. I threaded my fingers through his hair, rubbed my palms down his chest, gripped his ass. Overwhelmed, I wished I could touch every single part of him at once.

“It’s going to be a while before we get to do this again. We need to make it last,” he said as he fisted my hair and bent my head back. He kissed down my neck slowly. “Don’t ever forget that I respect the hell out of you,” he said as he stuck his hand up my dress and grabbed onto my panties.

“Why do you say that?”

“Because I’m about to f*ck you full of disrespect.” He ripped my underwear off, the elastic burning my thighs from the friction.

My * was already wet and ready for whatever he had in mind. Whereas before he had gently kissed down my throat, now he was sucking hard on the skin at the base of my neck. I felt two of his fingers slip inside of my opening. His mouth stilled on my neck the moment that they were fully deep inside me. He said something unintelligible as he shook his head slowly in ecstasy before suddenly flipping me around so that I was facing the glass.

He pulled his fingers out and almost immediately I felt the burn of his cock replacing them as he sunk into me. “Fuck,” he muttered.

I hadn’t expected him to take me so soon. From the sound he let out when he was all the way inside of me, I don’t think even he expected to lose control so fast.

It felt painfully pleasurable as my skin stretched to open for him. Justin’s cock was thick. I’d always admired its girth, but it was another experience altogether to actually feel how completely he filled me—skin to skin. He hadn’t put a condom on, which surprised me. I was too weak to question it, enjoying the raw sensation too much to think about anything else. But I’d come prepared.

“Please tell me you’re on the pill. I’ve never done it like this before, but I don’t think I can stop either way. It feels too damn good.”

I’d never seem him lose control like this.

“I am. I just started taking it. Don’t worry.”

“Thank f*ck.” His muscles seemed to relax.

As he moved in and out of me, he lifted my dress over my head before throwing the frock aside. There was something so sexy about being completely naked while he was still fully clothed. His pants were hanging halfway down his legs, and his belt buckle clanked as he pounded into me.

I could see our reflection in the window. He was looking down at my ass the entire time, mesmerized as he watched our bodies joined together. He wouldn’t take his eyes off of it. His palm was firmly planted on my ass cheek to guide the movements of his thrusts, his nails inadvertently digging into my skin.

He began to suck on his finger, and before I could wonder what he was doing, I felt it inside of my ass as he continued to penetrate me with his cock at the same time. No one had ever done that to me before, and while his finger there felt foreign, the pleasure derived from the double penetration was incredible.

He pushed it inside slowly until it was all the way in. I let out a long breath.

“You like that, huh? When we have more time, we’ll try it the other way around. I want to f*ck that ass so badly. But we need time for that.”

I simply moaned in agreement, too turned on by what he was doing to form words.

He pulled his finger out. He was now holding onto my ass with both hands, spreading it apart with his thumbs as he f*cked me harder and faster.

“I love the way your ass jiggles when I’m pounding into it.” He slapped me. “Fucking beautiful.”

My muscles tightened every time he’d open his mouth. I’d always loved to be talked to during sex, but his dirty, gravelly voice was the sexiest I’d ever heard. Every single time he’d speak, my muscles would spasm.

“Tighten against my cock like that again.”

I clenched around him.

“Fuck. That feels good,” he growled. “I want you to do that when I’m coming inside you.”

I wanted him to spank me again. I never imagined the pressure of his hand would feel so good; but it did.

What was happening to me?