Seize the Night - Sex Stories

Seize the Night

... me you want my cock, and I'll give it to you."

My pride was crumbling beneath Russ's expert touch. He knew just how to get my clit throbbing! Still averting my eyes, I mumbled under my breath. He grasped me by the chin and forced me to meet his stare. "What was that?" His teasing grin made it clear he was enjoying every second of this. "I heard you say you wanted something. What do you want, Amie?"

"I said, I want you to fuck me!" I practically shouted. I could only hope the music playing in the yard drowned out my voice so everyone didn't hear me begging for Russ's dick.

He took my hand and brought it to his crotch. I could feel him growing harder through his jeans. "You know I love to give you what you want," he said, then lifted me into his arms.

I released a startled shriek as he carried me out of the kitchen. "What are you doing?"

"Taking you to the bedroom."

"We can't do this here!"

"Sure we can. Carpe diem and all that." Russ took me into the spare bedroom across the hall from the one Erika and Tony shared. Still holding onto me, he fumbled for the light switch. Once the room was illuminated, I noticed boxes on the floor, waiting to be unpacked, but the bed was neatly made.

As horny as I was, I felt my courage waver. "What if Erika comes looking for me and finds us fucking in here?"

That intolerable grin returned to Russ's lips. "All talk and no action?" With a regretful sigh, he put me down so I was standing before him. "Should have known ...

... as much. Now who's the boring one?"

I bit back a few choice insults as I moved to close and lock the door. No way was I going to let him win this battle. And besides, I'd already soaked my panties. He was unable to hide his surprise while watching me unbutton my jeans. "Hurry up!" I snapped at him. "We don't have all night."

Russ yanked his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. Though I tried not to stare, I couldn't help but wonder if he'd been working out even more since we broke up. "See something you like?" he murmured.

I rolled my eyes in response, then strode toward the bed. Standing at its side, I glanced uneasily at the window. At least the blinds were closed, shielding us from everyone in the backyard. I yanked down my jeans and panties before leaning forward to brace my hands against the bed. When I didn't hear Russ moving toward me, I looked over my shoulder. He'd taken out his cock and was now stroking it while gazing at my ass. "Let's get going!"

His eyes locked with mine. "You don't want me to suck your tits first? You love that."

My anger toward him softened even as I struggled to sound cold and unfeeling. "I don't even want to look at you," I said. "Now, are you going to fuck me or not?"

The tenderness vanished from his face. Closing my eyes, I heard him approach. His grasp on my hip was rough, almost painful, but I didn't dare complain. I had to swallow a needy moan when he slid his cockhead between my pussy lips. "You are dripping wet, ...