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  When he walked her up to his place and closed the door, she’d wanted to wait for him to start in with her, but she couldn’t. Three years without sex had been a long time to go just using her hand. She’d been wet and ready for him since he told her they could wait for something to pop up while he waited to see if his luck would change.

  He turned around and caught her as she threw herself at him, and she was grateful because he didn’t hinder her from grinding her panty covered pussy on whatever firm body part was closest and finding his lips with hers.

  “Whoa, hold on a minute.” Sonny held her ass as she tried not to hump him like a dog in heat, but for some reason her filter was off. It was like all the emotions and desires she’d held back for so long had disappeared in an instant, and she couldn’t wait another minute to touch and be touched.

  “What?” she panted “I thought you were going to show me the entertainments of your bed?” She knew her voice sounded like she’d run a race and now she hoped she wouldn’t scare him off.

  “We will get there shortly.” He eased her off his neck, and she could see the outline of his thick cock through his jeans. She was so happy to see that because at least she knew that he was affected. Maybe not as much as she was, but he wasn’t immune to what she’d been doing.

  She released him and tried to wait, but she’d never been very good at that. It was probably one of her problems, but she couldn’t remember a time when people moved at her speed. Her mother called her Turbo because she rarely listened to instructions or waited to be told the right way to do things before she plowed off to do them herself. Sometimes it worked well, and sometimes she failed miserably. She wanted this to be the time it worked well.

  She watched him take off his jacket and place it in a hall closet then he gestured for her to follow him. In the time it took to walk back to the room he was leading her to, she’d checked out his place and thought it didn’t look too bad for a bachelor. It was clean and had a good amount of furniture. Although it didn’t match, it appeared homey and comfortable. He had a decent place to call home that was unlike the hovel she lived in.

  He opened the door to his room and escorted her in, but he was watching her like a hawk, and she guessed she deserved it the way she jumped on him at the door.

  “I guess you aren’t used to women jumping on you?” Wanting to break the tension, humor was the only thing she could think of, so she used it as best as she could.

  “It wasn’t that I didn’t like it. You being eager is a huge turn on. I just wasn’t prepared for it.” He walked toward her lifting his shirt off, and she wondered if she was going to come just watching him undress. The body he exposed to her was a work of art. It didn’t look like he worked out, but it looked like he worked hard doing something. He was a little hairy, and she wouldn’t have thought she’d like it as much as she did. He didn’t seem to like her aggressive manner before, so she was going to turn it down for now, but that was really her. She liked to play rough and fuck hard. It was fun and exciting trying to take control from a man but especially from someone who didn’t like to relinquish it. The fun was in the challenge, but she’d rarely met anyone who liked to play that way. They either wanted someone to be submissive, which totally wasn’t her style, or they let her take total control which took all the fun out of it. She couldn’t say she’d even voiced those thoughts aloud, and until recently it wasn’t even something to consider, but she wondered if her luck had changed in other ways this night.

  “I’m trying to figure you out.” His deep voice turning deeper as more clothes came off. She assumed he was getting more aroused, but he was taking off his clothes so damned slow, she wondered if he was punishing her for what happened at the door.

  “What’s to figure out? I’m a woman, and I’m very attracted to you.” She couldn’t keep her eyes off of him as he worked his buttons out of his fly.

  “I can see that, but you are all over the map. Throughout my life I’ve studied people. Mostly because they fascinate me, but one thing I’ve learned is that people are mostly constant if they are true to themselves. You seem like a woman who is pretty true, but you’re hard to classify, because you don’t seem to fit into any one box. I’ve seen you aggressively ask to see the inside of my bedroom and then go for what you want at the front door, but now you’re standing in the middle of the room just watching my progress almost like you’re shy even though I’m going slow as hell.”

  She had to smile at that because at least she knew then that he had a sense of humor. He knew what he was doing going that slow, because he was testing her… she guessed?

  “I’m not hard to figure out. I want what I want, but you seemed a bit off put before, so I’m backing off.”

  He laughed, and she was glad to hear it. He’d chuckled a bit when they were at the bar, but for some reason it seemed like it was, if not forced then, unfamiliar to him. She loved to laugh, and when she didn’t have anything else to laugh at. she laughed at herself. It was good medicine as far as she was concerned, and she wouldn’t be able to be with someone to whom laughter was foreign.

  “I’m sorry,” he said through his guffawing, “I don’t think I’ve ever heard a woman think she had to back off. I wasn’t offended just surprised. A woman who looks like you could have found someone to ease her ache, but don’t feel like you have to simmer down on my account. Be warned that I like to be in control in the bedroom, but feel free to challenge that if you’d like.”

  The sparkle in his eye had to match the one in hers. She’d never been challenged to try to take control, and it is what she had always wanted.

  “I hope you won’t be sorry you said that.” She felt like her skin was too tight and her smile was too big, but he still looked amused, and she was ready to play.

  “You’re the one standing in the middle of the room with all of your clothes on. I’m more than halfway naked, babe. Catch up.”

  She didn’t think this day could get any better. A pocket full of money, a promise to get more with the location of one jerky criminal, and she was about to have her sexual desires met by a sexy man who seemed like he enjoyed playing in bed as much as she did. Whatever she’d done to get all of this, she was going to keep doing it.

  Stripping off her skirt and taking off her shirt left her in her bra, panties, and boots. He was done except for his boxer briefs and his cock was tenting out the fabric so much she wondered why he kept them on. When she looked up at his face to see what he was doing while she undressed, she noticed he was staring at her.

  “What?” she asked him when he just stood there looking at him.

  “You look amazing. Who knew a bra, panties, and boots looked that good together. Don’t take off anything else. I want to do the rest.” He walked toward her and she unsnapped her bra.

  He quirked up one eyebrow, as if figuring out what game she was up to now. She didn’t even hesitate when he took her hands into his and tugged them behind her.

  “So… you don’t like to listen or follow directions, huh?” He said against her neck, and goose bumps rose all over her body.

  “Not really. I like to do what I want when I want.” Damn it… she hadn’t wanted to sound all breathy; she was trying to sound like a warrior, but he turned her on so fast and hard she could barely control herself.

  “I can see where that would be appealing. I like that too, but I know for a fact I told you I wanted to take the rest of your clothes off, and here you are getting ready to spring those perky tits out before I’m ready. I wanted to release them for myself, and you were getting ready to take that pleasure away from me.” He was practically growling in her ear, and she loved it. If he didn’t play around a lot with others, he was doing a great job of it now. Releasing her hands, she watched him as he kept his eyes on her while he lowered the straps of her bra. Ella had never been very busty, but she had enough for her small frame, and her nipples were sensitive.

  He pushed her just a bit so that she landed on the bed and then joined h
er by sitting next to her, and she took the opportunity to jump on him again like she had at the door. This time it was a bit more exciting because her nipples were rubbing against the hair on his chest, and her panties and his briefs were the only barrier between them.

  “So is this your thing?” he asked in a sexy murmur, but she didn’t really want to waste time talking; she had his fresh, hot cock right where she’d wanted it, and she was so close he probably would only have to dip in a few times for her body to have an orgasm party. She licked at his lips a few times before he growled and flipped her on the bed.

  She could feel him throbbing against her clit, and she wanted to laugh at how easy it was for her to get this close to climax. It hadn’t been like this since she was in middle school rubbing on the boy next door. He rubbed a few times against her, she ground herself up against him panting and writhing as he played with her like a cat would a mouse. The build up was quickly released in a flurry of movements on her part and not much effort on his. When she’d finally come down from her long awaited orgasm, she felt cheated. He still had on his briefs. She’d done all that almost by herself, and he hadn’t even shared the experience with her.

  She pushed against his chest, trying to get up, and he stopped her. He studied her face, and she just wanted to run away.

  “Why are you upset?” he whispered, but she wasn’t going to feed into him looking like he was hurt. If he didn’t want to do this, he could have just said so.

  “No reason. I’ll get my stuff and go now.” Was she acting unreasonably? Yes, and she knew why, but didn’t want to explain it. She felt foolish and just wanted to get on with her life. Find her criminal and make a new life. She wasn’t new to one night stands, but usually the male instigated it, and then she knew he was into her.

  “There is no need for that. I could see that you have been close to blowing your stack since we got in the door. I figured we could get your first time out of the way before we really got started, but I feel like I offended you somehow. That wasn’t my intent.”

  He looked sincere, and his thick cock hadn’t waned so maybe he was telling the truth. She hoped so; she’d been having so much fun until the moment she realized that she came alone. She nodded at him and hoped that was all he would require because she didn’t want to talk this to death.

  She slipped down his body to inspect the package he’d had behind those white cotton boxer briefs, and he didn’t look as if he was going to stop her.

  “Have at it, babe,” Sonny said as he grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and tucked it under his head. So he was going to watch her like she was a matinee film, huh? Then she’d have to put on quite a show.

  “Lift up for me,” she purred and liked that he enjoyed her voice because she could see the muscles in his abdomen jump. He hiked up while she pulled the offending covering off of him and liked to see his cock spring up pointing at Sonny’s chin. He was good, hard, and ready to be played with. Her body was on over drive, and she knew this man and her celibate state together was an awesome mix. She’d just had a powerful explosive orgasm, and she wanted, no, craved another. It had been so long she felt like she had something to make up for. Ella hoped this man had been rested because she was going to use him good.

  He smelled clean when she rubbed her face into his pubes. It was always an enjoyable experience to breathe in the musk of her partner. For some reason, it made her feel more connected. She began to lap at the base of his cock and monitored what he thought of it by the look on his face and the pattern of his breathing. She’d missed sucking cock while she was in the big house. There was probably a way she could have gotten it, but it wouldn’t have been like this; it would have been dirty and ugly.

  She licked a pattern up the underside of his cock and back down a few times just to watch his mouth open when she got near the top. Teaching him what she liked was probably for nothing, but he seemed to be an open minded guy, so he may appreciate what she wanted him to know but didn’t want to tell him.

  “Ella, you’re killing me. Suck me into your mouth or are you planning to punish me for not sliding into your hot pussy when you wanted me to?” He was clinching his hands in the spread that covered the bed, and she could almost feel the power just filling her up. This is what she loved. Having a man who was powerful turning his power over to her and letting her have her way for a while. She wasn’t a lay there and take it type of girl, but sometimes she liked to play that part too.

  She moaned around the shaft of his cock unwilling to put the head in her mouth until… until… Well she didn’t know what she was waiting for, but it wasn’t going to be right at this very second. When he grabbed his cock and directed it towards her lips her breath hitched because that was exactly what she’d been waiting for. She opened her mouth slowly and watched his face as he guided his cock into her mouth. She stopped him as she closed her lips over the bulbous head and sucked for a few beats until she could feel the throbbing of his cock in her mouth and see the desire increase in Sonny’s eyes.

  Then she moved his hand, went to work, and tried to make the man call out with the need for more. She used her hands to stroke up and down his shaft while she took as much into her mouth as she could. He wasn’t the largest man she’d ever been with, but he had a substantial cock that was much more than a mouthful. She was working on getting her co-ordination together when she was picked up by the arms and lifted away from the toy she was having so much fun with.

  “Hey?” She frowned at him because he’d stopped her when it was just getting good.

  “You are so very good at that, baby, and although I wanted to fuck into your mouth like you wanted. I have a need to taste your wet pussy.”

  She couldn’t really complain about that but she liked finishing what she started and he hadn’t called out yet, but it looked as if he was really close. It would have been easier to go on complaining in her mind if he hadn’t removed her panties and brought her legs up and out so she was exposed. He waited so long she looked down to see what he found so interesting. Was he going to do the things he said or not?

  One peek showed that he was just staring at her with a look of fascination.

  “Is there something wrong?” she asked just to get an answer of what was so interesting about her lady parts. Maybe she should be concerned.

  “Nothing is wrong, but you have the prettiest pussy I think I’ve ever seen.”

  She wanted to laugh at the note of appreciation in his voice, but she was a little touched at his words although she probably shouldn’t be. Placing her hand on the top of his head, she encouraged him to look less and eat more as she lowered him to taste her. He moaned ‘mmmmm’ when he finally opened over her and licked her from her opening to her clit, and she didn’t know who made the most noise. She’d missed this, but she wanted more. Holding his head still, she rocked up on his face hoping he’d get the message that she still didn’t want to sit around and wait.

  “Even with round two, you’re still impatient,” he said as he lifted his head.

  She didn’t answer because if he didn’t know he’d figure it out as she rubbed herself all over his face. He lifted his hand and opened up the lips that exposed the very bundle of nerves she was hoping he’d find. Would he continue to go slow? Would he blow instead of suck like she wanted? It would be so much easier if she was a lay back kind of girl, but she just wasn’t. She was an in your face, give me what I want kind of girl, and she wasn’t going to apologize for it.

  Sonny was watching her, and she wondered what he’d do next. This man was good at changing it up on her. She appreciated how much he tried to study her likes and dislikes because she knew if anyone needed an attached manual to figure out how to make her come, it would be anyone who had to put up with her.

  He pulled her clit into his mouth and drew on it long and hard. The hands that she’d placed in his hair were now grabbing at the strands as she tried to get him to give her more, harder, faster… just damned more.

  Jus
t like when she had his cock in her mouth and having a great time, he had jerked her out of her body’s good time again by pulling away from her well pussy that wanted to be filled. Luckily before she could put up a fuss, she heard the tell-tale rip of the condom wrapper, and he was back in her arms in second.

  “Your taste has me wanting to be deep in your pussy, and I just couldn’t wait. You want to tell me you’re ready or should I take from how wet you are for me that you are ready to go?” The words that were coming out of his mouth were calm, but she could hear the way his voice hitched and she knew she sounded the exact same way.

  “If you couldn’t wait to get balls deep in my pussy, then by all means don’t wait.” She loved talking dirty, and by the grunt of satisfaction, it seemed like he liked that too.

  He placed the tip of his cock at her entrance and looked at her as if he was knocking on a door. She nudged him by pushing up towards him so he’d know she was ready. He slid in just a little, and she could see how much it was costing him to go so slow. She hoped he wasn’t going slow on her account, but figured that he may need a bit of assistance.