Page 27 of Bulletproof Baby

"No, put it back," she demands.

"Greedy," I mumble to myself with pride. This is what I want. This is what I need. I need her to crave me, to want me so badly she'll accept all that I'm ready to give her. I stroke my erection for a moment before turning her over, putting Lia on her hands and knees.

The minute I slip back inside of her sweet walls, the wave of her ass bouncing back and forth against me has me getting my second wind. I can't get enough, and I don't think I ever will. I slap her ass, causing Lia to arch her back.

I pull her back against me, shifting one of her legs wider to let me drive in and out of her as her hair dusts against my face. She smells so sweet. Her scent tangles with the aroma of our sex. Pure lust unleashing inside of her bedroom makes me reach down to rub her clit while I fuck her from behind.

I pound into her to the point where I have to pull out again. We change positions once more. Lia returns to her back but this time I move directly above her, sliding in and out of her walls as she reaches around to grab my hair with one hand and rake her nails down my back with the other.

"Fuck yeah, harder," I whisper.

She digs her nails into my back to the point it feels like she's breaking skin. My eyes roll to the back of my head. I have to keep them closed to hide the beast she's letting out of the cage. I like to be hurt. Even better, I love seeing the look of shock on her face. The confusion and revelation that she's enjoying this as much as I am.

Lia doesn't hesitate to slap me again before yanking my head back as I begin pummeling her pussy like I'm never going to fuck her again. Our moans, groans, and sounds mix with every gasp and yelp of pain she draws out of me. The pounding of my cock inside of her pussy, wetness growing between us and I can feel myself ready to erupt.

"Fuck, I need to come, Lia."

"What are you waiting for?" she asks, pulling my hair tight as she pulls me closer until I release every ounce of myself inside of her walls.

"Shit," I stammer as my release brings a wave of relief. Every jut and jerk of my body emptying into her knocks a bit of logic back inside of me. "Fuck. I'm sorry."

My words come with delicate kisses on her lips as I pull out of her. I'm not able to move for a while, a few moments where I simply hold Lia against me. She's quiet and I know I can't let the silence linger between us.

"I'm sorry. That's not how I wanted you to learn that about me." I tell her with my voice seeming louder in the confines of her bedroom. "I should have worn a condom. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."

I roll over, kissing the side of her head before I get out of bed. The bathroom door is open, and I move inside to clean myself off. The linen closet has a few washcloths and towels inside. I take one, wet it and bring it back to the bed with a towel.

Lia covers her tits with an arm and drops a hand over her pussy. "It's okay. I'm on birth control. I can do that."

She motions toward the towel.

"Let me do this for you." I tell her and move between her legs. Immediately, I regret it because I'm getting hard as I wipe her down. After taking a deep inhale, I blow a breath out that draws a moan out of her.

"You're going to get me hard all over again if you keep moaning like that." I warn her.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," she giggles as I finish up. She grabs the towel, laying it on the bed as I climb back in beside her. "Is that what that guy meant by getting you a stage scene?"

"Dimitri?"

"Is that his name? The guy who dresses like an extra from Miami Vice?"

That makes me laugh. "Yeah, but don't let Dimitri's wardrobe fool you. He's lethal. He's the owner and he said ‘stage’ because there was a time I liked being watched."

"You like people watching you have sex?"

"Not really. I liked people watching women take their frustrations out on me. Nothing crazy. A busted lip here and there, but my life now requires far more discretion. A scene is what we just did. Are you okay with what happened? Was it too much?"

"No," she lays her head against my chest. "It was good to let off some steam. To have some control and take my frustrations out. Do you, um, do you like to be hit harder than that?"

"Yes."

I can feel her swallow. Apprehension, I'm sure for whatever she's about to ask me next. "How bad does it get?"

"I've never trusted anyone enough to push the envelope too far. Dimitri says he can hire someone?—"

"No! Don't do that with anyone. Teach me. I, I don't want to share that side of you with anyone else."

"I don't want to share any parts of you with anyone else. I’m sorry again. I should have never done that before setting some boundaries." I tell her.