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Now that I’m seated at the end of the bed, she stands in front of me and palms my boxer briefs to grip my hard length. Shit, that feels incredible. Her hand travels from base to tip, covering every inch of me.
“Feel that?” My voice is husky and slow. “You did that. You fucking did that, Julia.”
Her gaze rises and meets mine. There’s unprecedented placidity on her face. Does she understand how much I appreciate her? How in awe I am?
“You did that with your perfect body and your needy kisses. Tonight, I own your body, but you own my cock.” I reach out and run my hand dotingly through her hair—before I fist it ruthlessly and make her gasp. Her parted lips widen while she adjusts to the sudden show of force, and she bites her lower lip. She loved this in London, and she’s just as into it tonight. “Show me what you do when a man gives you a nice gift, Julia.”
She tilts her head like she’s testing the grip I have on her hair. In response, I tug too, making it hurt. Another gasp escapes her lips before her expression brightens.
Interesting.
Still beaming, she peels back my underwear. Her reaction is priceless, if not endearing. Her eyes widen and I can see them travel the full length of my package—big enough to intimidate her.
“You’ve been dying to get this big, fat cock in you, haven’t you?” I ask, unable to stop throwing more crude words at her because she melts every time I do. “You’ve spent months thinking about how my cock is going to stretch you out. Pump you full.”
Surprised, she stops abruptly, and I briefly wonder if I’ve taken it too far.
My concern is quickly abated when she leans over my cock to put her lips on mine. “More,” she requests, finally speaking for the first time in a while before she pulls me into a full kiss. “Tell me more.” She mounts herself on top of me, kissing me and notching my cock at her entrance.
My bare cock.
We’re not using a condom; I get to fuck her raw. It was part of the deal. It was something I made sure to get in writing: I get to fuck her raw.
We both got tested and Julia provided proof of an IUD, so the risks are minimal. Even so, her sole stipulation was that I’m not allowed to come in her. When her wet cunt slides over my cock, letting me into her tight channel, I hate that stipulation.
She’s so slick and so welcoming. Comforting warmth surrounds me, milking me gently already.
“You feel amazing,” she groans, taking the words right out of my mouth. “Big and wide, August. Why didn’t you tell me it would be so big?”
“I knew you could take it,” I answer while I bask in the incomparable feel of her. She’s just a woman. I know she’s just a woman. And yet I’ve never felt so at home inside of another person.
One of my hands roams her skin, grazing over everything I can reach. The other continues to fist her hair, holding her face right against mine so our lips touch and foreheads press together.
I want her so goddamn bad.
Julia begins to move her hips in earnest, slowly shifting forwards and backwards to adjust to my size. Forwards and backwards. Forwards and backwards. Again.
It’s slow. So slow. So fucking slow.
It’s methodical and almost too…reserved. It’s how people act when they’re testing the waters—trying to figure out their partner’s limits and their own. There’s nothing inherently wrong with doing it slow, but when it comes to Julia and me—after waiting months to seal the deal—we’re past the point of figuring shit out. We can do better. Much better.
I release her hair and place my hand on her slender neck. I give it a firm squeeze. “Cut the shit.”
“Fuck you, August,” she retorts, glaring at me defiantly while she leans into my grip.
But she’s going to love this, I know. “You wanted my cock, and now you have it. Are you going to fuck me, Ridgeway? Or do I need to take over?”
Her eyes narrow with indignation. “I’m adjusting—”
I tighten my grip on her neck, just enough for her to gasp and firm up her hold on my shoulders. “You’ll take it. All of it. Don’t come begging for a man to put a big cock in you if you can’t handle it.”
Carefully, with much more control than I allow her to see, I fully sheath myself inside of her, which incites a sharp inhale. To my surprise, she furrows her brow—and then breaks into a chuckle.
Her smile fades softly and she drags her nails down the front of my chest. I look up at her, wanting to understand the expression on her face.
“You good?”
Julia nods, still nursing a hint of a smile on her lips. “This is it. This is how I wanted to be fucked. Hard. Rough. Intense.”
