Page 19 of On Thin Ice

My god he feels like heaven and hell stirred together in a deathly concoction.

“You doing ok?” He says, tucking his face into my neck and sucking at my skin like a hungry baby.

I take a jittery breath. “Depends what you define as ok…”

I feel his hot breath against me as he chuckles into my neck, before lifting his head again to look into my hazy eyes. “Still in one piece?” I nod robotically. “For now…but I want you to fuck me like you hate me, so I might not be in one piece for long.”

His eyes widen and ghost over my freckled cheeks, gliding down to my lips and his bottom one comes between his teeth.

He brushes his lips against mine and whispers, “I could never hate you, but I can pretend just for tonight.”

I smile and lift my face, smashing our lips together again and he begins to thrust into me. Fucking hell the tightness is making me dizzy. But I don’t want him to stop, ever.

“Fuck Callie baby, you’re so tight.” He breathes, planting sloppy kisses all over my neck and collar bone.

He’s so big, stretching me past my usual capacity and it’s then that I realise he’s inside me, without a barrier of protection between us.

“Sean,” I grip his rocklike shoulders, still adjusting to his size. “You don’t have a condom on.”

“Shit,” He pulls out of me, causing a pulsing ache inside where he once was. “I wasn’t even thinking.” He rubs the back of his neck and scans the room. “I don’t know if I have any here.”

I reach out and grab his biceps, pulling him back to me. “What are you doing? Put it back in.”

His expression is puzzled. “I thought you wanted me to suit up.” “I didn’t say that…are you clean though?”

“I’ve never gone in bare before Callie, I just lose my head when I’m with you, I get caught up in the moment and don’t think about what I'm doing.” He groans, teasing my clit with the moist head of his pulsing dick. “I get regular checks though, I'm clean, I promise.” He whispers, nudging my jaw and planting his open lips against the crook of my neck. “Umm…” I murmur happily before my breath is snatched from me as Sean pushes his cock into me, filling me so deeply I can feel him in my stomach. He hits me with one punishing thrust after another before stopping again, staying nestled inside me and swiping his tongue against my bottom lip, coaxing my mouth open to allow him in for exploration. He pulls out of me, his cock bobbing with happiness as he flips me over. My ass is pointing right at him, my pussy glistening with need as he pushes into me slowly again.

“Oh god Sean,” My muffled screams spur him on, making him thrust harder and faster. “You’re so big I…I can’t…” I stutter, my body feeling like it’s about to crack down the centre.

He pulls my chest up from the mattress, pinning my back against his sweaty torso. He nibbles at my ear, leaving purple marks all down my neck. I groan so loudly that Sean reaches around and covers my mouth with his palm for a moment.

“That’s it baby, tighten that pretty pussy around me and make me come.” He growls into my ear and removes his hand from my mouth. I squeeze myself around him and my name leaves his lips on a curse.

“I’m gonna come Sean, oh fuck don’t stop.” I moan, my voice so throaty and tight I don’t recognise it as he massages my nipples with rough fingers.

Sean shakes his head. “I've wanted to fuck you for ages Callie don’t you dare come until I tell you to.” He slows his pace, going torturously slow and purposely teasing me, stealing my orgasm away.

I want to punch him in the face so badly right now.

He must see the fiery frustration in my eyes when I pull away from him and turn onto my back again, yanking his body on top of mine. “Fuck you Sean, let me come!” I hiss and grab his cock in my hand, bringing it to my opening and sliding it back inside my achingly empty pussy.

I see his eyes roll back and I know he’s forcing his own orgasm down into the pit of his stomach, he’s not ready for this be over yet and neither am I, but I'm desperate to come all over him.

He keeps his pace slow, watching me get more and more mad. “You come when I tell you to come. Who do you belong to Callie?”

Fuck, I hate him sometimes.

I dig my nails into his shoulders, biting my bottom lip so hard I taste blood on my tongue. I still haven’t answered him so he stops moving entirely and I almost explode.

“You! You!” I gasp, giving up the fight for domination this time. He can dominate me all he wants to when his cock is inside me, I'll do whatever he wants. He pumps into me, cupping my face between his huge hands and leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses along my jaw line. My back arches off the bed and I cry out his name, clawing at his back and wrapping my slippery thighs around his solid torso, keeping his cock buried deep inside me as I orgasm. I can feel as his own orgasm starts to peak and I consider teasing him too, making him desperate but I don’t think I have it in me after he’s made me come twice tonight, I'm spent.

I can feel the fire lighting in the pit of my stomach and Sean moans against my lips, “Oh fuck, I'm gonna come baby.” He continues his pace and just before the orgasm can shoot out of him he grabs me from the bed. “Get on your knees Callie.”

I don’t hesitate, eager to have his stickiness all over my tongue I immediately fall to the ground. I crouch below him and stick out my tongue. His eyes are small, squeezing tight as he fists his cock hard and fast. My dark hair is wild and sticking to my neck, my wet tongue waiting to taste him.

“Oh fuck, you’re such a good girl.” He groans, draining his cock and painting my face in his warm come. “That’s easily the sexist thing I’ve ever seen.”

I lick my lips and use his t-shirt that lies in a crumpled pile on the floor to wipe my face clean before standing up to put my underwear back on. The moment it’s over the panic sets in, the worry I was squashing beneath the overpowering desire to have a piece of Sean Taylor for myself. But now I'm reminded that I would only ever have one piece of him, because the entirety of him isn’t up for grabs and likely never will be. I can’t believe I gave in so easily, I'm embarrassed of myself. I know Sean can feel this immediate tension between us, filling the air and weighing us both down. I feel from behind me as he starts to panic, like he knows that I might be regretting what we just did.

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