It had been one of the longest weeks of her life. If anything could go wrong, it did — twice. She was a ball of stress and needed release.
She woke up in the middle of the night unable to sleep. Her mind started to wander to him and before she knew it, her hand was between her legs, her fingers teasing herself to orgasm. It calmed her mind and allowed her to fall back to sleep for a while, but she needed more.
The next day at work, she sent him a text.
I know this is last minute, but do you want to come over tonight?
She was a ball of nerves waiting for him to text her back. They didn’t usually do last minute.
Her life was complicated right now and she had no time or energy for a relationship. He was in the same boat, so what they had worked for them right now. When either of them felt the urge, they would text the other and figure out a time to meet.
The sex was always amazing and they had a connection, but neither wanted anything more right now.
She got busy working but kept glancing at her phone, not wanting to miss any notifications. She almost jumped in her seat when her phone finally dinged with a new text.
Sorry, meetings all morning. Sure. Usual time?
She grinned and squeezed her thighs together as she picked up her phone to respond.
Yes, please.
This time it didn’t take him as long to respond.
Great. See you then.
He sent a winky emoji and she couldn’t stop smiling as she put her phone back. She tried to focus on her work, but it was a long day. Thankfully it was Friday.
She made it through the day and the usual routine of her evening, willing the time to go faster. When everything was settled for the night, she took a long shower. Her nerves were on edge and she almost took her favorite toy out to take off the edge, but decided to wait. It would make everything so much better if she waited.
She kept watching the clock and glancing out of her apartment window every time there were car lights in the parking lot. He showed up right on time, like always. He never knocked, just texted.
Here.
She caught her lower lip between her teeth and stood up, smoothing her hands on her leggings. She wore a simple t-shirt and black leggings, now suddenly feeling like they weren’t very sexy.
She opened the door and there he stood, smiling down at her. God, she had missed him. He was exactly what she needed tonight.
“Hi there.”
“Hi.” She moved aside, inviting him in. “I hope I wasn’t too forward. I know it wasn’t that long since we last got together but it’s been a hell of a week and I could use a distraction.”
“Hey, you know you can text me any time.” He pulled her against him and she sighed, loving the feel of his body against hers.
“Bedroom?” He asked and she nodded. He always knew the routine.
He took her hand and led the way to her room. They walked inside and he shut the door behind them. She started taking off her t-shirt already, revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Mmmm…boy, am I glad you called tonight, babe.” He followed behind her and he took her into his arms as they fell onto the bed together.
They began to kiss, their lips eagerly finding each other’s. She whimpered into his mouth as his tongue found its way into her mouth, teasing hers. His hands were on her back, moving to her ass to pull her hard up against his erection before moving up to cup her tits. He thumbed the nipples into tight peaks as they kissed, until she was writhing and moaning into his mouth.
Eventually he tore his mouth away from hers, dipping his head to suck one nipple into his mouth. She sighed and her head fell back onto the pillow, arching into him.
His hand trailed to the waistband of her leggings, he slipped inside, groaning around her nipple when his finger trailed her slit, finding out how wet she was.
“Damn, babe are you wet.” He glanced up at her.
She lifted her head and looked down at him. “I have been like that since you said you’d come over.”
“Fuck, you should have let me come over sooner.” He pulled her leggings down. She wasn’t wearing any panties; she never did when she wore leggings.
He settled between her legs, his arms hooked around her thighs. He leaned forward and licked her slowly. She sucked in her breath and he paused.
“I have a confession. I’ve been thinking about doing this since you texted me today.”
“Really?” She ran her fingers through the hair on the top of his head.
“God, yes. I love to eat your pussy.” He grinned and dove right in. She sighed and threw her arm over her eyes, forgetting about all the stress and worries of the week and just feeling.
Feeling the pleasure he gave her when his tongue swirled around her clit over and over.
Feeling the pleasure he gave her when he slid two fingers inside of her and fucked her while he sucked on until she became undone around him, holding her down and wringing every bit of pleasure and tension from her.
“Oh my god,” she muttered as she finally settled down.
“I’m nowhere near done with you yet,” he growled as he flipped her over and pulled her up to her knees. He licked her again and she shuddered. She was dripping wet from her release. “Don’t worry,” his words vibrated against her hot skin. “I know what you need. Let me take care of you.”
A low moan escaped her lips as he ate her out from behind, pulling another orgasm from her before getting up and driving his cock deep inside her. She clutched the bed sheets and cried out, loving the feel of him filling her.
He wasn’t slow tonight or gentle. He was right. He knew what she needed and he was giving it to her as he gripped her hips hard and pounded into her over and over again.
His hand slid up her back until it reached her head, tangling his fingers into her long hair and pulling her head hard. He leaned forward. “Is this what you needed? You needed me to fuck you hard, didn’t you. You need to feel, not think. I’m going to fuck every thought out of that pretty head of yours tonight until you can’t even form a sentence. Got it?”
“Yes,” she moaned and he let her head go, almost pushing her head into the pillow as he continued to drill her into the mattress.
She thought he was going to split her right in two and she loved it. He had her hips angled just right, rubbing that spot, causing another orgasm to build deep inside of her.
“You better cum soon on my cock, my dirty little slut.” He smacked her ass and she cried out and whimpered as he ran his hand over the warm spot.
She squeezed her eyes shut as her orgasm washed over her, white light shining behind her eyes. She gushed around his cock, her juices dripping down her thighs as he continued his assault on her pussy.
“Fuck, you’re so tight and so wet. I’m going to fill this pussy with my cum tonight. You are going to be leaking my juices all weekend.”
She loved when he talked dirty to her. Words were her kryptonite and he knew it. He knew exactly what she needed to hear.
As she was panting beneath him, she almost felt him swell before he thrust hard one last time and emptied himself deep inside of her with an almost animal-like roar.
They collapsed onto the bed together, both of them out of breath. She had a smile on her face and all of the shit that happened all week was only a distant memory.
“Thank you,” she mumbled as he rolled off of her and they untangled themselves. “That was exactly what I needed.”
He trailed a finger between her legs, spreading their combined juices over her sex, sliding them in deeper with his finger. He looked down at her with a grin.
“Silly girl, that was only the beginning.”
