Part 21 (1/2)

”Not really.” Attempting to roll over to face the window, she hoped to go back to sleep. Taddy didn't want to tell him that she was scared.

He pulled her body into him and brought her face to his. ”You sure do act as if you have a p.e.n.i.s.” The hypnotic smell of his s.e.x struck all of her senses.

”Ha ha, funny.” She'd get a strap-on if he got into role play, but something told her he wouldn't. Be strong, Taddy. You can do this. You can tell him you don't wanna get hurt. You can't get close to him.

Warner kissed her on the forehead. ”We have about two hours before your press arrives. Let's order some breakfast and-talk.” He stroked her chin, letting her know it was okay to open up.

”Blah! Talking is overrated,” she said and pulled the sheets back, giving Warner's nakedness a once-over. Still muscular. Still gorgeous. Yum. She lowered her face down to his crotch.

”No way, Brill.”

But his stiff d.i.c.k said, ”Go for it, Red.”

Stroking his shaft, she admired his c.o.c.k as it rose to the sunrise. Her fingers spread wide as she gripped his girth and ignored his words. She licked his p.e.n.i.s's fine slit while eyeing his sweet face.

With a sharp inhale and a bite to his lower lip, he fought the urge to f.u.c.k her. She could tell. His mind wanted to talk. His body wanted to screw. He issued her a pouty, frustrated face. ”Do you always slap men across the face?”

”Not always.” Taddy winked at him jokingly, but he was serious. She wasn't up for a heart-to-heart. Taddy laced her tongue over his mushroom head and jacked him.

He throbbed in her hands. Warner stretched his arms out. His developed biceps popped. ”You're going to talk to me before we're through here. I wanna know why you think it's okay to hit me. I mean it.”

”I mean it.” She mocked him, shaking her head to say, no way, no how. Now his c.o.c.k was in her mouth. The thickness stretched her lips. This is all I need. Her mouth circled his beautiful d.i.c.k. She raked her nails up and down his veiny shaft.

”Red, you want forgiveness?”

”Yes please.”

He jolted, stiffening his legs and holding her hair back from her face. ”You're beautiful.” Warner ma.s.saged her back.

Taddy took him entirely. His p.u.b.es brushed against her nose. Her tongue edged to his s.c.r.o.t.u.m. She sucked harder, tasting him. Salty.

”So good.” Looking behind her, she pumped him in her hand. His pre-c.u.m spun like silk.

”f.u.c.k, Red.” He swung her legs over his chest, putting her body on top of him and into a sixty-nine position. ”I'm hungry for you too, baby.” His hands spread her tush apart. Warner's tongue came at her notch as retribution for the behavior she'd given him last night. His lips and morning scruff danced around her sensitive skin, sending a chill over her entire body.

”Eat me out, Warner. Rock my world with your tongue.” She squeezed her nipples, forgetting their sensitivity. s.h.i.+t.

”Red, I wanna punish you, but I can't.” He drove his fingers deep inside her a.s.shole, stretching it out while he nipped at her hard nub.

”I want you to.” She held on to his b.a.l.l.s with her right hand, driving him farther down her throat. Please don't fall in love with me. I screw everything up. I always have. I always will. She turned to face him.

”You wanna be on top?” He reached for a condom from the nightstand, tore the foil packet open and slid the rubber over his shaft.

”Please.”

”Giddy up, cowgirl.” He held out his hands and gave her balance as she faced him.

She brought herself onto him. ”Now we're talking.” Her s.e.x was sore from last night so she put her feet down flat at his side, squatting, and rode him gently. Warner felt good inside her. Leaning back, she took to his c.o.c.k better than she had yesterday. I love having you inside me. Bucking, Taddy rode him harder than she'd expected.

”s.h.i.+t, Red, amazing.” He held on to her waist, guiding her but letting her do her thing.

Pressing her palms against his chest as he went in deeper, she felt him swell inside her. ”I could get used to this.” Taddy paused, covering her mouth the second the ”future words” slipped through her lips. Her fears felt stronger than ever. What is wrong with me?

Warner yanked her hand down from blocking her mouth. ”I want you to talk like that.” He pulled her closer. ”Say it again.”

Her voice caught in her throat. Her heart pounded in her ears. ”I can't.”

He thrust under her, causing her to bounce forward, and caught her face in his hands. Warner kissed her then demanded, ”Say it.”

”Ummm.” She paused, still uncertain. Taddy looked deep into his eyes for encouragement.

”For me.”

”I could get used to you, to us.” Taddy felt her eyebrows arch up. Who talks this way?

His face colored fiercely. ”Woo-hooo. I'm excited.” He plunged his d.i.c.k hard under her, sending a chill, followed by a fast p.r.i.c.kle of her skin all over.

”Ouch-Warner.” Tempted to slap him, she raised her hand but stopped herself.

Shaking his head, he declared, ”Punishment time.” Warner rocked up inside her, faster. Grabbing her hands, he pulled them behind her back. He lifted his a.s.s off the mattress, burying himself inside her as far as he could. ”Look at me, Taddy.”

She rode him. He restrained her hands at her backside. As her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bounced in cadence, Taddy felt somewhat liberated. Yet her mind resisted. I have to let my guard down. I have to go with this.

Smiling, she started to enjoy the hold he possessed over her. Her scalp tingled, more sensitive than ever, her c.u.n.t fired up for him. ”I'm coming.”

”Yeah, Red.”

”Big Daddy.” She kept her eyes open, remembering his orders from before. Letting her body fall into his, she came all over his d.i.c.k. ”That...was amazing.”

”We're not done yet. My turn.” Warner sat up, releasing her from cowgirl ecstasy and moving into missionary, your-f.u.c.k-it-stick-is-too-large-for-my-t.w.a.t position.

”Control freak.” She wanted to spank him.

”I am not. I want to look into your green eyes when I come.” He thrust in.

”Can I slap your tush?” she asked, flattered he knew what color her eyes were.

”You can spank my a.s.s. You can even strike my d.i.c.k. But don't ever hit my face.” He kissed her and drove in faster.

”s.h.i.+t-Warner.” Her muscles loosened and then contracted again. s.h.i.+t, s.h.i.+t, s.h.i.+t.

”When you're on top, staring off into s.p.a.ce, I've lost you.” Warner pumped harder and harder.

”You're intense.” She raked her nails over his chest. ”You know it?” She put her hands over his shoulders, antic.i.p.ating his jackhammer ride.

”And you aren't?” Lifting her body off the bed, he thrust so far up her c.u.n.t she nearly saw stars.