"My dirty girl," Rhodes confirms as he reaches me, placing his hands on my hips and sweeping me up, placing me on top of his hips as he lies his back on the bed. He seems to like me on top, and though it's still relatively new to me, I think I like it too.
"Yours," I nod my head and bite my lip. He lifts up my hips and helps me slide myself down onto him. I slowly slide myself all the way down, my head tilting backward at the immensely full feeling. Then I begin to move, slow at first, building up a rhythm. I place my hands on Rhodes's stomach, just above his butterfly tattoo, and balance myself on him, beginning to grind my hips faster against him. The resounding groan that falls from Rhodes's lips eggs me on. I go faster, loving the view of him groaning in pleasure beneath me. I feel invigorated, powerful, in control.
"Such a good girl, you ride my cock so good, baby," he groans, one of his hands sliding up my body to paw at my breast. My body flutters under his praise, my aching lips curling up into a wide smile as my head tips upwards towards the ceiling.
"Feels so good. Oh fuck!" I exclaim as Rhodes's thumb begins to roughly rub against my sensitive clit. My head tips forward again, tossing my hair over my shoulders as I continue to rock my body against his. A wide smirk crosses his lips as he hears my profanity, followed by a series of moans.
It doesn't take long for that familiar tightening to begin to build. I squeeze my eyes shut and release a loud moan as I explode around him, leaning my body forward and gripping his shoulders. The movement of my hips begins to slow as I ride out my high, but Rhodes isn't done yet. My body is flipped over once more as Rhodes begins to pound roughly and quickly into me, pushing for my high to last me longer. It's never been this good; it's complete euphoria.
"Oh fuck, that's good," I let out a moan, opening my eyes to watch as Rhodes slides in and out of me at a merciless pace. I wrap my legs around him and place my heels against his back, drawing his body even closer to mine. My hands slide upwards into his hair to tug at the damp curls near the bottom of his neck.
"Only I can make you feel like this. Just me, no one else can have you this way. Only I can make you feel this good." His voice sounds like a prayer in my current state, his words washing over me. I believe them, wholeheartedly I do. I would never want anyone else on top of me; this sometimes frustrating, often beguiling, forever charming man has complete ownership over my body, and I don't intend on wanting it back.
"Only you," I moan out in agreement, my nails clawing up his back as the tightening sensation returns. I can feel Rhodes's pace quicken slightly. I know he must be close too. He lifts his head up to place a sloppy kiss against my lips before trailing them down my neck, softly biting as he goes. The feeling of his teeth grazing my skin pushes me over the edge once more as I explode to pieces around him. A loud moan and a few slow thrusts later, Rhodes follows. His hot, sweaty body somewhat collapses on top of me as we both try and catch our breath, still wrapped around one another.