Bella lay calmly on her back next to the heaving man beside her. He was cute in a subtle way, soft brown eyes and a sweet smile. His body was more than subtle. Strong, lean muscles chiseled his physique from his chest to his calves; Bella found his back and his abs particularly pleasing to look at. He also had a nice sized cock - and he knew how to use it. He swiveled and ground his hips into hers, kept his body close to her, put his mouth to her ear and whispered dirty things. He was able to find that spot inside her and punctuate his thrusts to hit it just right. Most surprisingly, he was willing to fuck her ass with his finger upon her request. She actually cried out at the sensation, but he must've enjoyed it too, because he came into his condom shortly after, a little too quick to her.
"Fuck," he groaned out with a roguish grin thrown towards her. "Did you come, baby?" he asked and then turned his body so he could throw an arm around her.
She gave him a small smile and cuddled into him, "yeah," she answered because on all accounts she should've. He fucked her g-spot, her asshole, and thumbed her clit throughout. There was no reason her body should betray her by not releasing. If only if he'd kept his finger in her ass a little longer...maybe she could've….
"Did I use enough lube?" He asked next. What's with the 20 questions? She found herself getting a little peeved, but truly she knew it was out of embarrassment and spite.
She sputtered a little as she answered, "uh yeah that was...good," hoping the discussion ended there. There was no way she was going to admit that his cock - that any one cock - wasn't enough to turn her on.
He kissed her neck. She could feel his dopey, post-coital smile against her skin. "And that asshole thing," he kept talking as she felt herself stiffen a bit, "pretty freaky, baby." He chuckled.
"I gotta pee," she suddenly blurted, lifted his arm off her body and all but sprinted into the en-suite. She really did need to pee, but she mainly wanted some space. She splashed cool water on her flushed face, her complexion blotchy and red from shame.
"You're a freak," she whispered at her reflection.
Riley was asleep by the time she exited the bathroom, having waited for her face to turn to its natural color. The soft yellow sheets were tangled around his waist and legs. She took a moment to once again admire his David-esque physique. It only disappointed her further that she couldn't be happy with just this.
A part of her entertained waking him and asking him to leave, but she didn't have the heart when she saw how at peace he looked. So she snuggled her front up to him and his warmth.
She hated herself for wishing there was another source of heat behind her.
A/N: Okay so there's a little plot. Trying for daily updates currently. Not Beta'd.
