“Are you sure this is what you want?” 

   She reached for him, but he stepped away. He needed to hear it from her own mouth. “Yes, Ortíz. I want this. Get over here. Now.” The last part was a growl, a command he obeyed. She pulled him down by his shirt, captured his mouth in hers and tangled her fingers into his thick hair, walking them over to the bed. She moaned in his mouth, unwilling to pull away, and felt her knees go weak as he sucked on her bottom lip. She hadn’t let anyone kiss her the way this man did now. There was something about Ortíz that made her offer everything she had. Time wasn’t a concept as they stood there, wrapped in each other’s embrace, disoriented by an endless kiss. Ortíz’s hand felt so warm and large behind her head, the other splayed across her jaw and chin. Hers, in contrast, were more adventurous and he was very aware of their trek. Her fingers left his hair and moved down his nape, grazing the top of his shoulder blades and down to his throat and collarbones. He shivered at her touch. It had been some time since he’d felt this excited, but there was also an anxiety that lingered in his nerves as he worried about his ability to give her what she wanted. 

He pulled away then, chuckling as she made a sound of protest and tried to follow. His fingers grazed the edge of her shirt and he met her eyes in question. She peeled it off so fast, it became obvious that his caution was causing her frustration. He sighed softly at the thought and took in the sight of her. When he waited too long to touch her, she turned her back and slowly shimmied out of her leggings, bending down low to give him an eyeful of ass. His breath hitched and he quickly crossed the distance between them, turned her to face him, and pinned her on the mattress under his weight. She smiled and lifted her chin as he kissed down her throat. His hand went under her arched neck and he gently lifted her head to free her long hair from under her. He gathered it all in one hand and splayed it above them, before returning his mouth to hers. She couldn’t stop the tears that welled under her eyelids at the sweetness of his gesture and he immediately noticed her wet lashes when he pulled away once more. He wiped his thumb under them and opened his mouth to ask what was wrong but her lips were on his again. 

“Nothing, nothing’s wrong. Keep going.” He hummed in acknowledgement and buried his hands in her hair, fingers on her scalp and tangling in the strands, creating a light, tugging pressure. His tongue did something clever then and she found herself melting into him. She snapped out of it right before she left him completely to his devices. She bit on his lip and he pulled away with clouded eyes. “Ortíz, I do like to take my time, but you’re killing me here. Why are you still so overdressed?” He chuckled, the vibrations reverberating in his broad chest. She hadn’t managed to strip him of a single article of clothing, though she had succeeded in undoing the first two buttons of his shirt. He gently kissed her already swollen lips and raised himself on his knees. She lifted herself onto her elbows under him and watched as he undid the rest of his buttons. Gradually, more of his brown skin was revealed to her and he pulled off the shirt, tossing it to the floor. For a moment she forgot to breathe, fixated on the way his body flexed and clenched as he moved, his dark nipples, and the faint trail of hair leading down his navel and further. Light, puckered scars stood in contrast to the black ink of intricate tattoos decorating his left side. 

He undid the button on his pants and started to move off of the bed, but Rae slid out from the arch of his thighs and reversed their positions. She’d tugged off the rest of his clothes before he could react and then her mouth was on him. He inhaled sharply and sat up as she swallowed him. Ortíz pulled her back by her hair before she impaled herself. “Rae,” he ground out. She slowly eased up, very softly grazing him with her teeth as she went. His abdomen spasmed. Still holding her by her hair, he returned her mouth to his and tried to revert to their previous pace but she resisted. “Sit against the headboard,” she instructed. He lifted himself further up the mattress and she crawled after him. He swallowed hard as he realized that he’d become prey. Her head dipped between his legs and her mouth was on him again. She paced herself this time, licking the length of him and sucking on the head, giving extra attention to the frenulum. He held her long hair out of her way, reveling at the way it glossed in the dim light and the movement of her long tongue. Soon enough, she’d swallowed him all the way to the base, throat tight and strained. When she came for air, he’d had enough. He pulled her up to her knees spread on either side of his legs, and pulled down her black underwear. A string of wetness came with them and he lost it. He ripped the delicate material apart with both hands and threw it. 

Ortíz brushed his knuckles over her wetness, applying more pressure when she shied away from the sensation. With his free hand, he undid the clasp of her bra and slid his hand down the length of her muscled back. His warm lips kissed a path down her collarbone to sternum as he slipped a finger inside her, relishing in the small gasp he’d incited. His finger set a torturous pace, slowly pushing deeper inside her as he watched the way her body trembled. He added another digit when he found the place that made her shiver and cry out his name, grinning as she grinded and rode his fingers. Pure frustration darkened her eyes as he grazed his teeth over the curve of her breast. 

“Ortíz.” There was an edge to her voice. “Mm?” He caught her taut nipple between his teeth and bit down. She gasped and tugged at his hair as his teeth were replaced by his tongue. His fingers quickened their strength and pace and Rae cried out his name as her orgasm shook her to her core. She fell into the space between his legs, knowing she was nowhere near done as he brought his wet fingers to his mouth and licked them clean, grinning wolfishly when he realized she was watching. 

“You’re a fucking tease, Ortíz.”

     “Should we stop here for today?” he quipped. She was straddling his waist in no time. “Don’t you dare. What are you waiting for?” “I’m just compensating for what might be a shitty performance,” he admitted. She laughed until she realized he wasn’t joking. “What are you saying, Ortíz? Is it because of me, my job-?” He clicked his tongue and grabbed her hips, pulling her closer. “I haven’t slept with anyone in a very long time.” Rae stared down at him in disbelief. When she finally found her voice she said, “You made me come in less than three minutes. I think you’ll be fine.” He rested his head against her shoulder and laughed. “Talk about an ego boost.” She sighed and stroked his hair. “How about you fuck my brains out already?” He laughed, but it was different this time, rougher. His hands traveled down as he pulled away to face her, fingers firmly gripping her ass. “Condoms?” She kissed him and whispered against his mouth. “Don’t need them. I have an IUD, you can come inside.” He froze, but only for a moment. In the next, he lifted her and entered her in one swift thrust. After his displays of hesitance she hadn’t expected it but it was exactly what she wanted. She came on the spot. Ortíz watched her tremble, wincing as she clenched. “Rae, did you just…?” “Yes. Keep going.” 

“Should we switch positions?” “How do you want me?” Something changed in his eyes. “Turn around. Face down, ass up.” Rae moved to obey, but she didn’t have the strength to lift her hips high enough to release him. Her legs gave out and she fell back down onto him. Ortíz groaned and helped her when she tried again. Soon, she was right where he wanted her. His large hands grabbed her ass and spread her, watching as he entered her. She looked back at him and raised a hand to feel the place where they connected. He found her eyes on him and held them as he began pounding into her. Her lids hooded as her gaze became unfocused, sweet moans and labored breaths ringing throughout the room. While the sound of slapping skin was not unfamiliar to her, Rae had never heard such squelches of wetness before applying lube as she heard now. All his teasing had undone her. His pace slowed and he suddenly grew larger inside her. Her eyes shot open at the sensation and she found his intense eyes locked on the place where they were joined. His thumbs spread her labia open further and Rae shivered at his expression. It was caught between the urge to devour her or pound her into oblivion; it was an expression filled with such carnal, animalistic desire that she unconsciously clenched. “Come here,” Ortíz demanded as he gathered her against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and held on tightly, kissing and biting the junction of her neck and shoulder. He lowered and angled his hips, thrusting slowly and grinding against her ass to reach a place he hadn’t before. Hot, calloused hands slid down her navel and applied a delicious pressure to her throbbing clit. 

Rae turned her face to his. “Kiss me.” His tongue was immediately on hers, rubbing her palate, prodding at the nerves under her tongue and tracing her swollen lips as he sucked them. Her body buckled and spasmed against his and she held onto his forearms in fear for her balance, but he held her in place. His breath became ragged and he moaned in her ear as he tried to pull out of her. Rae’s hand nails dug into his hip as she held him in place and met his eyes. “Inside, Ortíz.” Sweat dripped from the tip of his nose as his pace quickened sporadically- he was already so close to his own orgasm. She moved his hands from her hips up to her breasts and wove her own into his hair to pull his ear to her mouth. “Come for me,” she groaned. “Rae,” he growled before biting into her shoulder and succumbing to his own release. She came again at the strength of his ejaculation, shivering at the new heat in her belly. Another warm liquid trailed down her collarbone and she faintly realized it was blood. 

Ortíz pulled away and sharply inhaled through his teeth. “Fuck, Rae. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to.” He gently lowered her onto the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. She immediately missed his presence and warmth, murmuring for him not to go. She sobered from the post-orgasmic haze as he returned and she fully took in the sight of him. He was so beautiful and she wasn’t done having her way with him. She sat up and moved her hair to the side as his big hands nimbly cleaned and bandaged the wound. 

“Rae? How are you feeling?” She climbed into his lap and straddled him, softly pressing her lips to his. “Wanna go another round?” He grinned and chuckled in disbelief, pulling her flush against his skin. He kissed his consent, this time allowing her to take control of him.