“It’s okay.” His voice was thick. Titan cleared his throat.
“No, really I’ll just go and—” She pointed in the direction of her room.
“It’s okay.”
“Oh.” She sounded defeated. Looked so damned sad. “I get it. It doesn’t matter anymore because I’m leaving so … yeah, well …” She turned towards the counter and got to work getting the coffee going. “I’ll be out of your way in a minute. Less than a minute.”
Titan tried not to look at her ass. So sculpted. Her thighs were … He exhaled noisily.
Natasha glanced at him over her shoulder. Caught him staring at her ass. She frowned and then blushed, looking away. “Can I make you a cup?”
Titan shook his head. “I can make my own coffee.” He couldn’t take his eyes off her. He couldn’t believe she had feelings for him. An amazing female like her actually felt something for someone like him.
“Sure you can.” She stirred her mug and turned, drink in hand. “I’ll just,” she pointed her thumb towards her bedroom again, “get out of your hair.” Then her gaze moved to his tie. The one that hung loose around his neck.
She smiled. It was melancholy. “Still struggling with that tie, I see, even after our lesson yesterday.”
He nodded. “Yeah.”
She chuckled softly. “Who’s going to help you with that when I’m gone?”
He didn’t answer. His throat felt clogged at the thought of her leaving. Of never seeing her again. It was for the best.
“Maybe one more lesson then?” She raised her brows.
He smiled. “Yeah, that would be great.”
Natasha put her mug down and walked over. Not looking. Not looking. It was a mantra he repeated day after day.
“Since this is the last time I’m going to show you, we’d better do a good job of it.” She removed the tie from around his neck and put it on herself. “Are you paying attention?”
Titan nodded. He was paying attention alright.
“First …” Even her voice was sexy. “You…” Titan paid serious attention to how full and soft her breasts looked. Her nipples were tight. Like they wanted to poke holes right through the snug-fitting shirt. Plump, tight little nubs, he could definitely make out their darker coloring against the white. Her hands kept getting in the way, as did the blasted tie as she moved. His mouth fell open. Shit, but she was beautiful.
Then the tie was done. It hung between her lush …
“Should I take you through that one more time?”
“Um … what?” It took a moment to register what she had said. His mind was completely fogged with need. A hunger so great it felt like it was consuming him. His dick pushed against his zipper. At this rate, the metal would leave a deep groove in his flesh.
Natasha giggled. Her eyes shone with amusement. “Shall I show you again?”
Titan shook his head. “No. I … um … Last night you said that you have feelings for me?”
She turned serious, pulling her lip between her teeth. “Yes.” She nodded. “I do. I know we haven’t known each other that long and that …” She stopped talking when he grasped her hip with his hand. So soft. So damned soft.
“You care for me?”
She nodded. “Yeah …” A timid smile. “I do.” No hesitation.
“You care despite what I did and …”
“That one moment doesn’t define you, Titan.” She made a small gasping noise when he grasped her other hip and ushered her towards the counter. Moving until her back touched the cabinets.
“You’re attracted to me.” He looked down at her lips and then back at her beautiful brown eyes.
She swallowed hard and nodded.
“I want you so badly,” he groaned, his voice thick with need.
Natasha reached up and cupped his face, like she had done the night before. Never had a touch felt this good, this right. “I want you too.” A whisper.
He couldn’t though. They couldn’t.
“Sex is good. It’s fine. There’s nothing wrong with two people enjoying being with one another in that way. Exploring.” She put her other hand on his chest and caressed him there.
He had to smile. This female was beyond sweet. Beyond kind. He didn’t deserve her but there was no way he could stop this from happening. It was too late for that. It would be like trying to stop a freight train with your bare hands. Not possible.
“I would love to explore you and have you—” She gasped when he turned her around so that her belly was pressed against the counter.
He pressed himself against her ass. His erection was thick and hard. Her ass was soft and so fucking beautiful. Natasha moaned. He could scent her arousal. “Do you want me inside you?” His voice was a low rasp.
Her breathing had turned a little ragged, her hands were splayed on the counter.
“Is that what you want, Natasha?” he said, when she didn’t respond.
“Yes.” A sob. “I want you, Titan. I have wanted you from the first moment I saw you. Every single day since.”
That’s all he needed to hear. The urgency that rushed through him was almost more than he could take. He put a small space between them. “I won’t hurt you,” he growled as he ripped off her shorts. “Open your legs.”
Natasha did as he said and pushed out her ass. His breath was coming in short rasps. Titan clasped her mound. “So wet,” he whispered, hearing the awe in his own voice.
Natasha sucked in air between clenched teeth. She rocked against his hand, urging him on. He pushed a finger into her welcoming flesh. Just one. She arched against him and groaned. So receptive. His dick throbbed. The zipper bit into him some more.
Titan pumped in and out a few times before adding a second finger. She groaned again, louder this time. He used his thumb and rubbed against her clit in time with each push. Her pussy flooded, becoming slicker. Her groans became more pronounced. Natasha rocked her hips, thrusting against his hand. Her breathing was ragged. “Oh god! Oh!” She thrust faster, harder. “I’m going to … I’m nearly … Oh!!” Her voice was high-pitched. “You should stop.” Very strained. “I’m going to come.” A groan.
“That’s kind of the point,” he ground out, leaning down so that he could say the words directly into her ear. He kept working her clit, thrusting his fingers in and out of her welcoming flesh.
“Oh … Oh!!” She sounded shocked. Her pussy fluttered around his fingers. Titan inserted a third, keeping his ministrations soft and easy. Then Natasha tightened around his hand, she arched back against him. She went from groaning and panting to completely silent for a moment. Then she all-out moaned. Long and deep. Her pussy spasmed. She rocked against him, taking what she needed. Once she was done, he gripped both her hips, steadying her.
“I would like to—”
“Yes!” Her voice was thick with need. “I’m on the pill and yes to everything.” She was panting hard.
Titan ripped the front of his pants open. He bent his knees, crouched over Natasha and entered her snug-as-fuck pussy in one thrust. He growled as his hips hit her ass, as his balls slapped against her. Natasha cried out as he entered her. He could hear her panting. Titan rested his forehead against the back of her head. “You feel so good,” he rasped, his chest expanding and retracting in quick succession.
Natasha mewled, she pushed back against him with her ass. Her hands were still flat on the counter in front of her.
“Please don’t be afraid,” he whispered. His fangs were out. He was sure he looked feral. His eyes might even be red. That’s why he had turned her around. It had been so long. He was so desperate for this female. For Natasha. She was right. He did have feelings for her. He’d tried to ignore them, to pretend they weren’t there but it was impossible.
“I’m not afraid of you, Titan. I want you.” Her voice was pleading. She sounded just as desperate for him as he was for her.
Her pussy fit him like a velvet glove. Wet and so tight that being with her almost hurt. He groaned as he pulled
out and then plunged back in. Had to try and go easy. Had to … He bent his knees a little more as he pushed back into her, trying to ease his hold on her hips. Her head was thrown back. He pushed in again and again. Hard and deep. Natasha moaned and groaned and mewled and panted. Her hands tightened against the granite of the counter top. His sacs slapped against her flesh. So hot, so tight, so amazing. Titan stopped moving. He was balls-deep and panting hard, his mouth felt dry. He held her from behind, his body surrounding hers. He forced himself to ease his grip on her hips. His nails had elongated, sharpened up a whole fucking lot. Mustn’t hurt her! His fangs throbbed. His sacs were pulled so tight. His dick throbbed. Everything was wound tight. “I’m going to come,” he ground out. Fuck! He had to hold out. This was about her. Not him. He could wait. He had to try and think about other things. Certainly not about how snug her pussy was or her sweet smile, the color of her eyes when she laughed.
Natasha laughed. It sounded strained. She was also panting hard. “That’s kind of the point.” She pushed her ass up against him.
“Too soon.” He couldn’t seem to catch his breath. “You haven’t—”
“Don’t worry about me just … come …” More wriggling, even more panting. She tightened her inner muscles around him. It felt so damned good. Titan jerked into her with a groan. It had been so long and he was with her. With Natasha.
Titan squeezed his eyes shut as he felt her grip around him tighten. And then he was coming and coming and coming. He roared as pleasure rushed through him. He thrust and jerked and crouched over this female. Natasha. He held onto her like a lifeline. Even after he stopped moving, just feeling her. In awe of how amazing she felt, how amazing she was.
Once he felt somewhat in control, he pulled out and turned her around. Her eyes shone with lust. For him. She smiled sweetly. At him.
“Are you okay? Was I too rough? Let me see your hips. Did I scratch you?”
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His hair was loose. Somewhere between doing up his tie and this moment, it had come out of its leather tie. His cheeks were a bit flushed and his brow glistened.
He was beautiful.
His blue eyes shone with concern as he ran his hands up and down her hips looking for damage.
“I’m fine.” His come dripped down her inner thighs. “More than fine.” Her voice had a husky edge from all the noises she had been making.
A breath left him and the tension eased from his shoulders. “You’re sure? You’re not just saying that?”
She shook her head. “I’m perfect. Better than perfect.”
“Yeah, you are.” He turned serious all of a sudden. His eyes narrowed in on hers. He picked her up, keeping his eyes on hers. “Are you ready for more?”
“Yeah, sure but I already … you know … I got off.”
“Not with my dick inside you.”
Oh wow! Had he just said that? She felt herself gape. Her belly flooded with warmth. Her clit gave a little zing. Still carrying her, he did a turn, putting her on the four-man table to the side of the kitchenette. There had to be rules about doing things like this on a hotel table.
She forgot her line of thought as Titan undid his belt and pulled his ruined pants off one leg at a time. His cock was fully erect. It had a slight curve even though he was hard.
Titan moved between her legs, his gaze was firmly … there. On her unshaven haven. If she’d had even an inkling that things would go in this direction she would have at least tried to give herself a trim. His eyes were hooded. His voice was ultra-deep. “Hook your thighs around my waist.”
Natasha did as he said. Titan ran a finger down her slit and Natasha groaned. “So pretty,” he mumbled. “Lean back on your hands or hold on tight.” His jaw tightened. “I’m going to fuck you until you come.”
“Oh!” Her entire female area gave a hard zing of need. “Okay,” she added. He sure was forward. Then again, she shouldn’t have expected anything else from Titan. Natasha leaned back, resting on her elbows.
“Sorry,” he growled as he ripped her shirt open. All the way open. It was hot! His nostrils flared as he took her in. Titan looked at her like she belonged on the cover of a magazine, possibly the swimsuit edition. That was the other drawback of having such big boobs. Especially since they were real. They weren’t these high, perky things. Certainly not since hitting her thirties.
“You are so beautiful,” Titan murmured, cupping one of her breasts in his big, warm hand. “So damned …” He groaned as he squeezed her boob, rubbing his thumb over her nipple. He bit down on his lower lip and frowned, looking angry. Then he gripped her thigh, pulled it higher on his body and lined his member up at her opening with his other hand. “Don’t be afraid.”
“Hey.” She leaned forward and cupped his cheek. “Sure, you’re really big and muscular and you’re pretty rough but I happen to like big. I happen to really like rough and I really like you. I know you’re not going to hurt me.”
He nodded, still looking fierce. Natasha knew he was really turned on. “Thank you for trusting me.”
“Any time.” She meant it. She meant all of it. Natasha pulled away, leaning back on her elbows.
Maintaining eye contact, he slowly pushed into her. She was still really wet. His frown deepened with every inch. He made a soft grunting noise as he slid all the way home. Natasha bit down on her lip. He was really big. She hadn’t been sure that she would be able to take him. It may not have been possible if he’d been any bigger. Titan didn’t move, sweat glistened on his brow. His muscles were out and in all their glory. His abs … oh … things of pure beauty. Titan sucked on his thumb and then used it in a slow glide over her clit.
Holy freaking moly! She sucked in a breath and her eyes widened. Titan was balls-deep inside her, stretching her to capacity and not moving an inch. It was just his wet thumb that slid, lazy circles around her clit, which felt really swollen. She pulled in a lungful of air and let it out slowly.
Titan gave her the smallest of smiles and leaned down, latching his hot mouth over one of her nipples. Her back bowed. Between his mouth and his thumb, oh god! Oh! She tried to move, wanted more but his body held her in place, more accurately, his dick held her firmly in place.
She moaned. It was a harsh sound that reverberated around the room. Titan nipped at her nipple and a zing of need spread like wildfire, coursing through her whole body. His thumb barely brushed her puckered flesh. Soft little slippery circles that had her crying out with desperation. He moved to her other breast and sucked on her there.
“Oh … oh my goodness.” Her voice was thick. Her breath coming in thick gulps. Another nip had her groaning so deeply it hurt her throat.
Then he was straightening up, his knees had to be bent otherwise he would be not able to reach her. He gripped her thighs, lifting her legs so that they hooked over his shoulders. “Lie back.”
She did as he said, barely fitting on the small table. Her clit throbbed. Her nipples were so tight they almost hurt. Titan leaned over her, looking her in the eyes. Her knees weren’t that far away from her face ‒ she hadn’t known she was quite this flexible. His eyes bore into hers; it was intense. She’d never been more turned on in her life. She’d never been so desperate to come. When he started moving, the table creaked. In and out. Slow but hard. Deep. Controlled. Her mouth fell open and it felt like her eyes actually rolled back in her skull.
Titan breathed in deep through his nose. Natasha only hoped that housekeeping stayed away. Hopefully none of the other guests had complained about the noise. She couldn’t bear it if they were interrupted. Not when that coiling sensation had already begun deep within her belly. Not when she could feel that this might just be the best darned orgasm of her life. She grabbed ahold of his thick biceps.
He kept going. Slow and hard. Harder than she’d ever been taken before. Should have known she would prefer it like this to soft and gentle. She was moaning with every thrust. Titan made a grunting noise here and there. It turned her on even more to know that
he was enjoying this just as much as she was. His gaze drifted to her boobs, which were jerking with every hard shove inside her.
He swallowed hard. “Fucking perfect,” he growled, barely sounding human. Somehow, even that was a turn-on. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes like he was savoring her. He made a groaning noise, his fangs were sharp. He was so stunning it almost took her breath away.
The coiling sensation became almost too much. The table was creaking louder and had even slid a little across the floor with a scrape. Slow and deep had turned to hard and fast. His balls slapped against her with every thrust. There was a wet suction noise from where their bodies joined. Even that excited her. She dug her fingers into his arm. Her boobs jiggled so hard, but she didn’t care. The table scraped again and creaked so loudly she was sure it would break any second. She didn’t care about that either. Nothing mattered in this moment.
“Titan,” she sobbed his name as the coiling reached its peak. Her hips jerked and her head fell back. A rush of ecstasy raced through her, starting in her belly. She gave a yell as everything let go. She pointed her toes and gripped his arms even tighter.
Then Titan was groaning. He jerked into her. The sound of their lovemaking reverberating around the room. Slapping, sucking, panting and moaning. The sounds they both made were laced with intense pleasure. Titan slowed, his hips rolled against her as he wrung out every last drop of pleasure from her. His frown was back, his mouth pursed. The movements slowed until he stilled altogether, staying joined with her. Titan was breathing hard. Then again, so was she.
He unhooked her thighs, putting them around his waist. Then he rested his head on her chest. Natasha ran her fingers through his hair. She wasn’t sure what to say. She’d made it clear that this was more to her than just sex but how did he feel? He hadn’t really said anything about his feelings for her, now that she thought about it.
“Why have you tensed up?” He pulled away so that he could look her in the eyes.
She shrugged. “We never spoke about us. I guess I told you my feelings but you never told me yours. If this was just sex to you ‒ and it’s fine if it was ‒ but if it was … just sex that is … you need to tell me now.”
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