Sweet Hope (Sweet Home #4)(66)
She was right. We fought with each other, butted heads, screamed… but that only fueled the attraction we had for each other.
We were lighting…
Unable to see anymore through the damn sex fog she’d put me in, I knocked her hand from my cock and, withdrawing my hand from her cunt, ripped her thong in two until all she was wearing was her natural tan and those f*cking spiked heels.
Ally’s eyes were wide as I stepped into her, flesh against flesh. “I told you I was gonna f*ck you in those heels,” I said in a low voice, and I watched as millions of goose bumps covered her skin.
Ally’s tits heaved with her breathing, and on a sigh, she said, “So f*ck me then.”
Smiling at that Latina inside being unleashed, I picked her up by her thighs. Striding across the room, Ally dragged her teeth along my traps making me groan. Hitting my workstation, I used one hand to clear the desk and lowered Ally to the surface, her back immediately spraying up marble dust.
Ally’s brown eyes were glazed with lust as she looked up at me. Unable to not touch her anymore, I sucked her tit, rolling her hard nipple into my mouth.
“Axel… Mi Dios…” she moaned, her * grinding against my hard dick. The faster her hips moved, the more I needed in. Breaking from her tit, I took Ally’s thighs in my hands and pulled her to the edge of the countertop. Never taking my eyes off hers, I wrapped her legs around my back, hissing when the spiked heels of her shoes dug in to my flesh. My eyes flared and Ally smiled in victory.
“You said you wanted them digging into your back… well, they’re in your back, now what?”
Grunting as she tensed her legs, the sharp sting of pain from her heels shooting straight to my dick, I braced at her entrance and pushed straight inside.
“Christ!” Ally screamed as her hands raked at my biceps, but I was too gone, too f*cking wrapped up in this chick beneath me, the only chick to ever have been standing proudly at my side.
I pounded into her, my stomach clenching and thighs tensing as her head thrashed around in the dust. Her dark hair was lapping up white dust, smudges paling out her flushed face. But the more she thrashed, the more I stared. She looked like a living sculpture. She looked like the best sculpture I’d ever seen.
Back arching, Ally’s moans came longer and her arms fell from my bicep and lay across her head. Dust settled on her flat, toned stomach, and unable to resist, I spread my palm over her covered skin, pumping harder and harder with every stroke. Ally’s eyes were closed as I felt her * tighten and start to contract. Then, her whole body tensing, her mouth dropped open as she screamed out her release. Unable to take the sight of her beneath me, and my dick unable to take the pressure of her tight *, I came harder than I ever had done in my life, Ally’s eyes shooting open to watch me.
Gasping for breath in the aftermath, I lifted my hand and, using my thumb, lightly traced the dust covering most of Ally’s face with my fingertips, and I knew, without a shadow of doubt that I’d be adding one final piece to the exhibit.
Ally let me touch her face, she let me shift her head from side to side as I studied her angles and features. And I knew right then, that this piece would change it all. This piece would be the first one to break the mold.
It would be the one to set me free.
When my hand dropped from her face, my heart began to race in excitement for what I was going to create, Ally moved her heels from my back. I immediately felt blood drip down the back of my thighs.
I hissed and Ally’s eyes widened. “Shit… Axel, I’m so sorry.”
Lowering my head to take her full bottom lip between my teeth, I pushed into her one last time and dropped her lip from my teeth to say, “Don’t be. That was f*cking incredible.”
Ally’s returning smile almost knocked me on my ass. Picking her up again, I walked us to the bed, but not before Ally grabbed the new bottle of whiskey I’d just brought from my table and took it with us.
She held it tightly in her arms. Ally shrugged. “I think we need it after tonight.”
As I lowered us to the bed and we crawled under the covers, dawn began to break. Ally waited until I sat against the headboard, then reached over me to the bedside table. She took a smoke from my nearly empty packet, placed it between her lips and lit it. As the end burned orange, Ally took in a drag, only to blow it out of her lips and place the smoke between my lips. As she hovered above me on all fours and I took a long drag, her eyebrow raised. “They’re real bad for you, you know.”
Taking the smoke from between my lips with my finger and thumb, I exhaled. “Yeah, I heard that once.”
Ally started laughing harder this time, but stopped to press kisses down my stomach. I ran my hand through her hair and Ally lifted her head to say, “I can never get enough of you. It’s impossible.”
My heart beat faster and I reached for the bottle of whiskey. As Ally’s head tilted to the side to gaze at me, I said, “I’m real bad for you, you know.”
Ally held her breath for a moment, losing her smile. She lowered her mouth to my chest and moved up to my lips, only to whisper back, “Yeah, I heard that once.”
I huffed a laugh as Ally sat back, eyeing me playfully. “Just once?” I asked.
She pretended to think, her finger to her lips. “Or twice, or three times…” she laughed, but quickly lost her humor, “or a million.”