Read Just One Night. Part 1 Online
Authors: Elle Casey
Tags: #Fiction, #Romance, #Contemporary, #Romantic Comedy, #Contemporary Women, #Humorous, #Sagas
Just One Night. Part 1 (10 page)
“Oh, yeeessss …” she hisses.
When I pull out this time, she follows me, her arse going up in the air. She doesn’t want me to leave, and doing so takes serious willpower on my part.
I reach out with both hands and put them on her arse cheeks, squeezing and reveling in their softness. “Now, now, just relax…” I say, not sure whether I’m addressing her or myself.
I dip my cock inside her just a bit farther this time, reveling in the slick ride her body and arousal provides. She is so wet and so
tight
. The knowledge that she wants me as much as I want her makes me even harder. I am granite.
I pulse in and out several times, yet never giving her all of it. She gets just a taste, just a hint of what’s to come. The wetness intensifies as does the temperature.
“Fuck me, William,” she says, panting, her hands grasping at the covers, twisting them as she squirms. She moans something I cannot understand, but I don’t need to hear the words to know what she needs, what she wants.
“Patience, lovely girl,” I say, trying to sound cool and confident. But I’ve made a hash of it with my grunting. I’m an animal on the inside and now I sound like one too.
When her arse comes up again and pushes against me, I lose all semblance of control. She’s pushed one too many of my buttons tonight. All of my plans for drawing this out and making it last all night go directly out the window. I can see her large breasts pushing out to the sides next to her ribs, and her lovely face contorts in pleasure. The arch of her lower back becomes deeper, more curved, as she tries to open more for me and draw me in.
“Oh, sod it,” I growl, my hips driving my cock forward, full in, buried to the finish. The bell-end bumps up against something inside her, and I can’t help but to keep pushing and pushing, slow and steady at first and then faster. I want to crawl inside her hot, wet pussy and live there forever. My balls are sending pulses of hot blood out from my core, and I moan with admiration for the beauty of her body, inside and out.
I grind into her, pulling up on both of her hips, elevating them fully off the bed as I push harder and harder, trying to somehow get deeper into the well whose bottom I’ve already reached.
I pull partially out by drawing back and pushing her hips away, and then I go back again for more, yanking on her by flexing my biceps and pushing forward with my own hips to meet her body halfway. My balls swing forward and slap against her pussy, over and over. I can’t stop moving. I can’t stop the sensations. I can’t stop any of it and I don’t want to anymore.
“Oh, god! Oh, god, William! I’m going to come! I’m going to come!”
“Already?” I say mostly to myself. And then I feel the walls of her pussy pulsing around me, convulsing, pulling me in, massaging my rod and doing something to me that I wasn’t ready for or even expecting.
Every muscle in my body is contracted and focused on fucking this woman. I am an animal, a monster with the basest of desires. Every nerve ending in my cock is suddenly aflame. What has she done to me?
A mighty roar bursts forth from my lungs, and I cannot remain cool and unaffected any more than I could fly out the window. My body takes over and I ride her high and hard. She collapses her hips to the bed and I fall down upon her, my hands on either side of her. I continue slamming into her deliciously wet pussy without any care for her wellbeing, only focused on getting my seed to spill forth. I’m nearly there. Nearly there! I’m there! “Arrraaahhh!!”
Embarrassingly, it takes me all of fifteen seconds to blow my spunk. I collapse on top of her as she goes from screaming along with me, to moaning, to crying. My John Thomas takes her tears as a bad sign and begins immediately to shrivel and retreat.
I pull out and roll over onto my back, staring at the ceiling as I try to catch my breath. I remove the condom and drop it on to the floor next to the bed for later collection.
“Darling, are you sad?” I ask a moment later, turning my head to look at her. “I’m sorry. I apologize. I’m a cad.”
“No, no, no… I’m not crying.”
I sit up partially and lean over her. Reaching out, I use my forefinger to select a drop of moisture from the side of her nose. “This is what we call a tear in England.” I hold it over by her eye so she can see it. “Generally speaking, tears accompany crying and sadness.”
She rolls over onto her side to face me, propping her head up with her hand and elbow. “I had a spiritual moment, so I just lost it a little.” She sniffs and wipes her face off. “See? I’m fine.”
I pull her into my arms and go back to staring at the ceiling. “A spiritual moment, you say.”
“Yes.” She sniffs again.
“By the grace of my cock?”
She laughs. “Maybe. Or maybe it was all that bossing around stuff you were doing, I don’t know.”
“I knew it. Next time, I’ll bring a whip. That’ll show you who’s boss.”
She stiffens in my arms, and I realize my error.
“Of course there won’t be a next time,” I say, probably too quickly. The very idea makes me angry, but not at her. I’m disappointed in myself. Too late I realize I’ve played a game I cannot possibly win. “Lucky for us. Because then things would get complicated and dreadfully boring and then where would we be?”
“Exactly,” she says.
The awkward silence stretches between us. I want to say something to ease us through it, but nothing comes to mind. Making a joke seems crass. Trying to be serious would be inappropriate. I’d make love to her again, but I’ve nothing but a wee willy looking up at me from between my legs, asking me what he’s supposed to do now … now that he’s seen heaven’s gate but can never enter the kingdom as anything but a temporary visitor. A very temporary one.
“I have to go,” Jennifer says, suddenly sitting up.
I watch her leave the bed. “Go? Go where?” I know the answer to my question already. I just want the dagger fully seated in my heart, and I want her to be the one to drive it home.
“Yes, go. Go back to my place.” She walks into the ensuite, and after running the water and flushing the loo, she emerges for only a moment before she’s gone again.
“You’re leaving so soon?” I yell into the other room.
Her voice comes to me muffled. “It’s pretty late, actually. And I have to work tomorrow.”
Yesterday, I would have admired that about her, the desire to work weekends and be dedicated above all other things to the job. Right now it makes me … angry? Sad? Confused? Disappointed? Pick your adjective. None of them are sitting well with me at the moment.
“What do you do for a living?” I shout again, hoping to prolong our goodbye in any way I can. I want to know her better. I don’t want her to disappear from my life just yet. I am a glutton for punishment.
Her head is in the doorway and I see that she’s already back in her gown. “Does it matter?” she asks. She stares at me with a very sad expression. I believe she pities me, which makes me go cold all the way to my bones.
“No, I suppose it doesn’t.” I lie back in the sheets like I haven’t a care in the world.
“Bye, William. And thanks for everything.”
“Yes, well, cheerio. Happy week-end.”
“Yeah. Okay.”
And then she’s gone.
Part 2
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