Her scent l was touching every surface and I swallowed as perspiration gathered on my brow.
Walking through the house I could hear her heart beat in the laundry room as I perked my ears searching for anyone else. Alone, yes! I moved throughout the Black home silently and smirked as I turned the corner to the laundry corner. I could hear her from the forest edge and her smell went even farther, with a growl I let my eyes wander over her scantily clan body. She was sitting on the washing machine, legs spread open and ready as she pushed aside her shorts to let her fingers do all the work.
She moaned again and panted gently as two slick digits slowly moved in and out of her hot snatch. I growled again and moved forward shucking my pants on the way, I had no idea what I was doing but the pressure on my cock was starting to become painful. I touched the top of her thighs and she gasped opening her eyes quickly and staring at me.
I couldn't help but think that the washing machine was the perfect height as I stood in front of it. The machine vibrated again and she rolled her hips groaning at the feeling, I growled again much louder than intended and gripped her thighs tugging her towards me. She yelped sliding off the machine easily and stumbling into me. My cock was pressed up into her flat stomach and I shook at the feeling, she brushed her fingers against my head and I snapped gripping her wrists almost to hard, "No, won't last." I mumbled my cheeks amazingly red for someone of my complexion.
She licked her lips, "You wanna fuck me Jared?" she murmured seductively into my ear and I let out a ragged breath at her words.
"You wanna fuck me like the dog you are." She licked my earlobe gently and my jaw unhinged at the almost vulgar sentence that fell out of her sweet mouth. I blinked as she turned away from me and leaned over the washing machine once again. My eyebrows bunched in confusion until her hands pushed the material of her shorts to the side giving me a nice view of her dripping heat. She moaned pressing her hips into the edge of the machine as it rocked and I growled moving towards her as if attached by a string. I had been right, the machine was perfect height, my cock lined up almost perfectly with her without me even trying and I couldn't help the loud moan that escaped my lips as her slick lips seemed to try and suck me in.
I moved forward slowly unsure of my actions and froze halfway in feeling my eyes roll back at the feeling, "Oh fuck me." I murmured and she choked on a moan.
"I wish you would Jared." She whimpered and my eyes snapped open. I pushed in farther nearly snarling in surprise at the way her heat surrounded me completely. I rocked gently against her for a minute feeling myself climbing before suddenly she screamed.
Spin cycle.
With a grin I realized that the washing machine was doing all the work for me as I pushed her harder against the cool metal feeling her clench with each new vibration against her clit. I pumped faster feeling my own release coming, "Jar- Jared wait, oh God please wait." She pleaded and I growled stiffening at the request but granting it almost immediately. My balls felt as if they were about to explode as I let her rock against me setting the pace that worked for her. I blinked as stars started to form in my eyes at my restraint and started grabbing at the fabric on her ass as a distraction.
"Oh Jar-" she moaned and I snarled slamming into her one, two, three times before I exploded. She was quick behind me and my eyes rolled back as she clamped down on my member, "Fuck!" I roared and she yelped before relaxing against the rocking machine. I laid my body on top of hers letting her come down from her high as we both leaned over the vibrating washing machine. I heard the front door slam and we both scrambled, I jerked my cut offs up my legs quickly and she slid away from the washing machine wobbling on fresh legs like a newborn foal.
I grinned over at her and she rolled her eyes at my apparent childishness.
"Jared?" Sam's voice came from the hallway and I stiffened. He came around the corner stiffening at the sight of us just standing awkwardly in the laundry room. His nostrils flared and I knew he could scent the smell of us together, "Paul's looking for you. Something about his favourite movie or something you borrowed." Sam's voice was eerily calm and I felt myself flush only slightly remembering that Paul's 'favourite movie' was a well-known erotic film that involved more sex than dialogue. I nodded moving around him and stiffening as he snarled at my close proximity. I frowned turning slightly to look behind me at the beautiful woman I had just given myself to.
She smiled gently and I licked my lips smiling back, beautiful.
My Bella.