Page 24 of The Hellcat Barbies: Zora
I had been home close to two hours before Zora showed up. I had time to shower, change and smoke before she got here. As soon as I saw her on the other side of the door… I pulled her inside, pressing my lips against her neck.
“Can I get inside first?” she simpered.
Instead of responding, I shut the door and took possession of her lips this time.
“Mmm,” she moaned against my mouth.
I kissed her again, slower this time, before guiding her toward the couch. She slipped out of her jacket and sank down, crossing her legs like she was trying to act unbothered.
“You acting like you missed me.” She smirked.
I dropped next to her, arm resting behind her shoulders. “Maybe I did.” I leaned down and pecked her lips again.
She looked around the room, then back at me. “You really pulled today off. Everything went smoothly.”
“Yeah, it did,” I countered, never taking my eyes off of her. “Everybody had something to say, though. Kept telling me you’re a good look for me.”
“And what do you think?” She raised her brow.
I leaned in, lips brushing hers. “I think they’re right.”
She tilted her head, studying me like she wasn’t about to let me off easy. “That’s too simple, Semi. You don’t just repeat what everybody else says. What does it mean when it comes from you?”
I slid my hand along her thigh, squeezing firm. “It means I’m not looking at you like a fling. It means I’m not here to play around. I want you with me. That’s what it means.”
“So, you’re saying you want to be with me?” she squinted.
“Yeah,” I admitted. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
She leaned back, lips pressing together like she was weighing my words before she gave the smallest nod. “Alright, Semi. You got me.”
The second the words left her mouth, I was kissing her again, harder than before, hands pulling her close until she was pressed against me. Every sigh slipping out of her mouth dragged me in deeper.
She shifted, climbing onto my lap like she needed to be closer to me. My hands slid up her thighs, gripping tight, and I kissed her harder, swallowing the little moan she let loose.
Her fingers went to the back of my head, her nails digging into the back of my neck, causing me to growl at the feeling. I grabbed her waist, flipping her under me on the couch before she could protest. My mouth trailed down her neck, teeth dragging just enough to make her gasp. Her nails dug into my back, her legs locking around me tight like she wasn’t trying to stop me, anyway. She moaned when I dragged my mouth down her body, kissing her breasts, biting the curve of her hip before pushing her panties aside. She tried to close her thighs, but I pinned them open, tongue working her until she was clutching the back of the couch and moaning my name like she couldn’t hold it back.
“Fuck, Semi—”
I pulled back just long enough to look up at her, chin wet, voice rough. “That’s it… don’t hold that shit in.”
She arched her back and shivered as I slid up, lining myself with her drenched opening before pushing in slow, inch by inch, until she was crying out again.
“Damn,” I groaned against her mouth. “You gripping the fuck outta me already.”
Her nails dug into my shoulders as I drove deeper, setting a pace that had her cursing with every stroke. Every thrust had her cursing, her body meeting mine like she was in a race to see who could take the other down first.
“You feel that?” I muttered against her ear; hand locked around her throat just firm enough to hold her still. “That’s me making sure you don’t forget who the fuck you gave this to.”
“Mmm…shit,” she moaned, voice breaking as I slammed harder into her.
I shifted, hooked her leg higher on my hip, and fucked her deeper, rough enough to pull a scream out of her. “That’s it,” I growled. “Take this shit.”
Her eyes rolled back, her body trembled under mine, and I kissed her hard, swallowing every sound she made until she shattered, clawing at my back, legs locking around me.
I didn’t let up, thrusting through her climax until my own release ripped out of me, heavy and raw, spilling deep as I buried myself inside her one last time.
I stayed there, breathing hard against her neck, kissing her slower now. My hand still cupped her face, thumb brushing her cheek like I wasn’t ready to let her go.
