Page 38 of Hawk
20
Hawk
The fact that I’ve been this big of an asshole towards her has not left my mind. If I had any doubts about her being mine before, everything has left me. Maci’s mine. One hundred percent.
Her lips on mine are heaven I never knew existed. She opens her lips to me giving me a mewl of satisfaction. My hands grab her waist and through the cotton of her sleep shirt, I feel her warm skin.
I use my hands on her waist to pull her on top of me to straddle me. Our tongues duel for power in the other’s mouth, her taste intoxicating to me. I feel myself losing control.
Her teeny tiny shorts are no match for me when I drop one hand down to the small of her back and brush against the elastic of her shorts. Her body shivers against me, her nipples hardening against my chest.
Holy fucking shit. I’m about to fuck this chick and I don’t want her thinking that’s why I came over. Against my dick’s advice and plea, I break the kiss.
“What?” Maci breathes.
My eyes open and are looking into her big gray eyes that are imploring me to continue. My cut is pulling against my shoulder muscles from breathing too hard. I can’t ruin this with her. I can’t let her think this is all just fucking. I can’t do it.
“Baby, are you sure about this? I can just hold you for a minute?” Where are these words coming from? When did I become some little bitch that stops from sinking into a hot chick? This is not me at all.
“I’m sure. Unless… you aren’t?” The uncertainty on her face kills me.
I thrust my hips into the apex of her thighs. I know my dick’s hard enough to bust through my jeans at the thought of fuckin’ her pussy.
“There is nothing more than I want to do than move your little shorts aside and sink inside of you. I’m gonna tell you right now, once I do, you’re mine. No more tellin’ customers you don’t have a man. I’m a jealous fucker. Do you get me?”
Her eyes widen from shock and arousal. “I got you.”
With my hand on the elastic of her shorts, I pull it out a little to stick my hand on her ass. Her ass is warm and hard all at the same time.
Maci is breathing heavier than before and her head rolls into the crook of my neck.
“It’s been a long time for me,” she whispers.
I suddenly feel like I’m ten feet tall.
It was a matter of weeks ago for me but I love the idea of sinking into her.
“Where’s your room?” I ask her with my lips attached to her sweet smelling neck. Her skin is fresh from a shower and she smells like pears. Who would have thought pears smelled so good?
Or maybe it’s just her.
“Down the hall and to the right,” she murmurs.
With her body still cradled against mine, I stand up off the couch. She wraps her luscious and smooth legs around my waist. Every step I make to her bedroom, her teeth sink into my neck.
“I never pictured you to be a biter,” I grumble to her. My dick is about to get chaffed from rubbing against my jeans. I lightly smack her on her ass with my hand inside of her shorts.
“My room is right there,” she moans.
I don’t look around her room. I don’t look around her room because being here with her is more important than seeing if she likes blue or red.
Fuck that.
My knees run into her bed and I fall on top of the mattress with her in my arms still. She is laying next to me wrapped around me still.
I slide my hand around from the back of her shorts to the front of her shorts. She squirms and does a kitty mewl the second I get to the front of her shorts.
She takes my mouth with hers and I slip my hand down her shorts, over the lacey thong she has covering her bare mound. My fingers inch lower and lower until I reach her pussy lips. With two fingers, I open her lips up and tickle her clit.
