Finding A Way by T.E. Black Page B

out of her mouth and she falls back onto the bed.
    “Turn around sweetheart; I want you on all fours. This is gonna be fast and hard, and you’re gonna take every inch of me, got it?”
    She stares at me as she maneuvers herself so her cute little ass is backed up against my front. I give her a hard smack on the ass and repeat it again.
    “You got it? You’re going to take every fucking inch of me like a good little girl, isn't that right?”
    She moans, her ass turning a shade of red.
    “Yes, yes. Please. Just give me your cock,” she begs.
    She taunts me by shaking her ass in front of me which earns her another smack. I bend down to fish a condom packet out of my jeans. Ripping it open and sliding it over myself, I position myself at her entrance and with one hard thrust, I’m inside her. She calls out my name the entire time. I feel her warmth squeeze and she lets out an over exaggerated scream which makes me want to roll my eyes. I pump into her harder, searching for my own release.
    “Fuck,” I groan, smacking her ass harder than before.
    I move inside her, a fast paced rhythm that has us both breathing heavy. I reach around her, taking her hard nipples in between my fingers, rolling them roughly.
    "OH GAWD," she yells underneath me. "Please, more, please."
    I love hearing them beg. It gives my ego the boost it needs. To have a woman totally under my spell is a powerful feeling. I need to feel like this. It’s the way I am.
    "Tell me what you want, baby," I command huskily near her ear.
    She shivers under me, coming close to her orgasm.
    "Harder, Mac. Please, I need you to fuck me hard. I can't hold on much longer."
    Her wish is my command. I take hold of both hips, pulling her back so she crashes into me with such force I worry for a second I’ll break her, but when she screams out, I know she loves every second. She wants my cock and she wants me to tear her apart as I give it to her.
    I pull back just enough to smack her ass again. This time, my hand print is left in a shade of red on her cheek. More cries come from her, cries of pleasure. I seem to push her over the edge because she screams out words I can’t quite hear as she cums all over me. I follow with my own, leaning down to lie on her back.
    “That was amazing,” she says, trying to catch her breath.
    “Yeah,” I state.
    I remove myself from her and get up, cleaning myself up before slipping my boxers back on. Ally is still lying in my bed naked. I feel myself getting a little ticked off. I look down at her and see in a normal light, she's not that good looking. She's young as hell. Obviously, she’s twenty-one since the college bars are strict with ID’s and scan them at least three times before anyone gets in. But, the longer I stare at her, the more I just want her to fucking leave. Having her in my bed is living proof I’ll pick up just about anything to stop thinking about Callie, even for a little while. It makes my infatuation for her real and fucking ridiculous. This isn’t me. I don’t think about women when they’re gone. They think about me when I’m gone.
    “All right, time to get going. I got work in the morning,” I tell her, hoping she believes me.
    The truth of the matter is I can show up to work anytime I want since I own the place, but I don’t want her knowing. Now I got what I wanted from her, I want her to get the fuck out. It’s time for her ass to hit the steps.
    “How am I gonna get home?” she asks, removing herself from my bed while searching for her panties.
    “I’ll call you a cab, and your dress is downstairs in front of the door. So, grab it on your way out,” I state flatly. She seems taken back by my cold shoulder, but I don’t give a shit.
    “Are you fucking kidding me? What kind of tool are you? You shove me out the door without even getting my number or anything?” she yells.
    I see her look around, her gaze falling on my wallet. These girls are all the same. They might as well be hookers.