When I turn the bedroom light on, it wakes Indiana. Shit. Sitting up, she rubs her eyes. She’s so sweet when she first wakes. The covers slide down revealing her spectacular tits. Fuck me, she’s naked. My dick instantly stirs.
Throwing back the covers, she climbs out of bed. Sweet Jesus, I know exactly what she’s up to. She stalks towards me. “Where are your pyjamas?” I ask, diverting my eyes. If I look at her I know I’m gonna fucking cave. The fact that I’ve been drinking doesn’t help. My judgment is impaired. Burying my cock into that heavenly pussy of hers again is all I’ve thought about for weeks.
“I was hot,” she says smirking as her arms snake around my waist. It’s fucking winter. Bullshit she’s fucking hot. I keep my hands by my side as my gaze moves up to the roof. I try not to think about the fact that I can feel her hard nipples pressed against my chest. Fuck she’s a little vixen. My cock grows harder. “You’re wearing too many clothes,” she whispers, getting on the tips of her toes and placing a kiss on my neck.
At least I’m fucking wearing clothes.
She’s playing dirty. I need to stay strong. Her hands reach up and start undoing my buttons one by one. “I can do that,” I say looking down at her. Of course she’s gazing up at me through her lashes, smiling. Yep, she’s a vixen.
Christ she’s fucking beautiful.
“I’m sure you can,” she purrs. “But let me do it for you.”
“You’re not playing fair, babe.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I can’t help but chuckle at her reply. Does she think I’m fucking stupid? Like hell she doesn’t know.
Once all the buttons are undone, she reaches up and slides her hands under my shirt before pushing it down my arms. It falls to the ground. Her eyes rake over my chest and down to my abs as she licks her lips. My cock grows harder. Her fingers skim over the scrolled script tattooed across my chest.
“What’s does ‘Mi Vida Loca’ mean? she whispers.
“My crazy life.” I see the corners of her mouth curve up at my response.
“I’m glad your crazy life led you to me,” she says.
“Me too baby,” I reply as the back of my hand traces a line down the side of her face. She makes everything I went through, growing up, worth it. Every damn thing.
Next she reaches for the button of my jeans. “Oh no you don’t,” I say taking a step back. She ignores me, closing the distance between us again and reaching for the waistband of my jeans. My refrain is slipping by the second.
As she works feverishly at my button and zipper, she places a few kisses on my abdomen before her tongue darts out, licking a line up my chest. Fuck me. “Mmmm. You taste delicious,” she breathes.
“Are you alright there?” I chuckle. I fucking love her mouth on me, and she knows it.
“What? I’m hungry,” she purrs again, making me growl. Seductress. “Hungry for your cock.” That’s it. I’m a fucking goner. If that sexy mouth of hers goes anywhere near my cock, there’s no way in hell I’m gonna be able to stop her.
She finally gets my jeans undone before pulling them down my legs. Everything in me wants to help her, but I refuse to be an enabler. When she falls down to her knees, a loud growl rumbles in the back of my throat. She looks up at me through her lashes again and smiles sweetly. Right in this moment, she’s anything but fucking sweet.
She’s taking advantage of me. She knows quite well my inhibitions are impaired from the alcohol I’ve been drinking. That was her plan all along. I’d be a damn liar if I said I didn’t secretly love that she’s doing this. It’s fucking hot—she’s hot, and all mine.
I’m one lucky bastard.
I continue to stand there as she lifts my legs one by one, removing my shoes, socks and then slides my feet out of my jeans. I know I could easily stop this, but all the fight has gone out of me. I want this more than I need my next breath.
Once she has me completely naked, her fingers run lightly up the front of my legs. Her eyes are fixed on my hard, aching cock. She moistens her lips with her tongue as the pad of her thumb spreads the bead of pre-cum over the tip of my head. Sweet Jesus.
She wraps her tiny hand around the girth of my cock and strokes it once. I groan loudly as my head tilts back and my eyes close. Yep, I’m a fucking goner. I open my eyes again and look down at her, just as her lips part widely and she draws my cock into her mouth.
“Mmmm,” she moans. It vibrates down the length of my shaft and I already feel like I’m gonna blow.
“Sweet Jesus, Indi,” I groan when her tongue swirls around my dick while the rest is buried deep in her mouth. My hands move down to thread through her hair as she continues to work me over. I fucking love it when she sucks my cock.
She moans again when my hips begin to move, slowly pumping into her mouth. When I see her hand slip down between her legs, I fucking lose it. I need to touch her pussy too. No I need to fuck it. She’s won. My little vixen has won. She’s gonna get her way.
My need to be inside her takes over as my hands move from her hair to under her arms. I lift her in one swoop and carry her over to the bed. “I give up,” I admit as I lay her down and climb on top of her. “I need to be inside you, babe.” She grins when she realises she’s going to get her way.
“Thank God,” she whimpers, smiling triumphantly. It makes me chuckle.
“I’m gonna fuck you now,” I whisper before my mouth covers hers.
She opens her legs wide and I settle in between them. I’m so desperate for this that I don’t even take the time to feel if she’s ready for me. I know damn well she will be. As soon as I grab my cock and slide it against her pussy, I groan. I was right. She’s fucking dripping.
My body starts to shake with anticipation as I line myself up with her opening. I’ve been dying to sink into her heaven for weeks. It’s all I’ve been thinking about. She consumes me.
As soon as I slip the head inside her she whimpers. When I push all the way in, we moan in unison. Home. That’s what it feels like—fucking home. As much as I want to pound into her tight pussy right now, I don’t. She’s still so fragile and the last thing I want to do is hurt her.
She, of course, has other ideas. Her hands slide down the length of my back before resting on my arse. Her fingers dig into my cheeks, pushing me further inside her. “Fuck me, Carter,” she begs. “Don’t hold back. I need this.”
I can’t resist her. How can I deny her? I’ve denied her long enough. My hand moves to grasp her hip. “Okay,” I say hesitantly. “Don’t move though. Let me do all the work.”
“Just fuck me,” she begs as her fingers dig deeper into my flesh. If my girl wants me to fuck her, then that’s exactly what I’m gonna do. I start to pump into her in short, fast, and hard strokes. Fuck she feels amazing. I’m not sure how much longer I’m gonna last.
Within minutes she starts to moan loudly as her orgasm takes hold. As soon as I feel her pussy clench around my cock, I lose it. I drive into her a few more times before I still. My body trembles as I spill my seed deep inside her.
When I open my eyes again, I see her smiling up at me. It’s a smile lined with pure bliss, but I also see a hint of gloating. She fucking played me. She played me good. “Are you okay?” I ask as my hand brushes the hair back off her face.
“I’m wonderful,” she replies. That makes two of us. It’s not until I pull out of her that I realise I didn’t wrap my cock. Fuck. I came inside her. “Are you okay, Carter?” she asks when she notices the panic on my face.
“I didn’t wear a condom. Shit.” I can’t believe I was so fucking stupid.
“Hey,” she says reaching up to stroke my face. “I’m on the pill. Don’t worry. It’ll be okay.” It’s easy for her to say. I know she’s probably right, but it doesn’t stop the churning in my gut. What if it’s not?