Free Indulgence by Mahalia Levey

sweetness he demanded. “That’s my girl. Such a sweetness. Condom or no condom? I’m clean, and I wanna feel you bare when I sink into you.”
    “I’m on protection. I want to feel all of you too.”
    Lifting her in his arms, he carried her inside the house. “Fuck, won’t make the bedroom, I need to be in you too badly.” He chose a wall to brace her back on, lined his dick up with her pussy and thrust in, nice and slow. Her slick heat enveloped him. He’d never gone without protection, and fuck, now he knew why others had. Zoey threaded her arms around his neck. Tight warmth sucked him in deep, and he let out a guttural sound, tightening the hold on her thighs, driving in reckless abandon. She took his punishing thrusts, drenching him with each staccato drive. Under her T-shirt, he felt her nipples tighten, and wanted to have his hands and mouth on her ample tits. Her hands moved to grip his hair. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, taking her own semblance of control. Khristos chuckled, her sweet breath and shy kissing turning wicked, wanton, as she parried with fervor, her ardor growing exponentially, matching his need to possess her.
    “Khristos.” The musical way in which she called out his name brought out his primal beast. Flexing his back, his arms, he lifted her on and off his cock, alternating thrusts with soul-devouring kisses, the scent of sex and the sound of flesh meeting flesh carrying them closer to the brink.
    “Come for me, Sunshine. Give over.”
    “I can’t. I mean, I want to, I’m so close, but I can’t just cause you tell me to.” She screamed as he hit deeper in her.
    Khristos lifted her off his dick onto her feet and led her into his living room. When they reached the couch, he bent her over the back of the couch and lit into her ass, giving her the incentive she needed to come for him. “I want you to come for me, beautiful, on command. You can do it again.” His fingers trailed along her clit, rubbing the soft bud. “Your pussy is the best I’ve ever tasted, ever fucked, so when I want your cream on my dick or mouth, you will comply, obey, and give me what I want. In return, you will feel so good, baby, so fucking good.” He slid back in, fucking her rampantly in ass-up position, her head bent back with his fist wrapped around her hair, while he whispered dirty words in her ears, told her how sexy she was, how her sounds brought him close to exploding.
    Her soft moans turned to gasps as she struggled to feel, breathe and keep hold of her rigid control. He stripped that from her, commanded her to breathe through the siege he laid on her. Cool air met her core when he pulled out and bit her ass cheeks one at a time, and then trailed his tongue up her spine, slipping back in with rapid thrusts, his fingers strumming her nub. Zoey cried out, coming around his dick in waves, from strong convulsions to lingering aftershocks. Khristos nipped her neck, biting enough to leave his mark on her as he filled her womb with his seed.
    Her legs buckled as he sank to his knees and gathered her in his arms. Turning her to straddle his lap on the floor, he rubbed the small of her back. Her face rested in the curve of his neck.
    “You pack a mighty punch, Mr. Trakis,” Zoey murmured into his neck.
    “You good for the moment now, Miss Impatient?” Who was he kidding? Hell, he’d wanted to take her in his car, on the stairs, and in his bed, she just beat him to the punch. “I didn’t bring you here for just this.”
    “Well, damn. I was hoping the entire night would be crazy monkey sex with rest periods and junk food to energize us before we began all over again.”
    He couldn’t tell if she was kidding or not, without looking into her overly expressive eyes. Letting out a grunt, he tapped the small of her back. “I don’t want to hurt you, Sunshine, and a fuckfest will definitely hurt you, even with lube and rest periods. That, however, doesn’t mean I won’t take you a few more