I Need You (Learning to Let Go) by Hazel St James Read Free Book Online Page A

focusing on keeping the lump in her throat from choking her.
    Clearing his throat, Darrin tugged on her arm until she was close enough that he could grab her other arm to turn her so that they were standing toe to toe in the hallway. Sara didn’t want to acknowledge the disgust that more than likely would be evident in his eyes, so she kept her head turned. “Look at me, Sara.”
    Reacting without even knowing she was doing it, Sara found herself looking directly into the lust filled eyes of someone else, not the Darrin that she had come to know in the last couple of weeks. That guy was careful and cautious with her in bed; this guy looked almost pained, his facial muscles strained, and his breathing heavy as his shoulders animatedly rose and fell in rhythm. Darrin had started to clench and unclench his fists at his sides, making Sara look down to a very erect cock.
    “Back against the wall, Sara. Now.”
    Sara smiled as she gracefully stepped back to the wall, resuming her previous position. She wasn’t alone for long; Darrin was directly behind her, keeping his hands on her hips the entire time. Once her hands were firmly on the wall, legs shoulder-width apart, Darrin pulled back on her hips. Slowly, his hands traced her spine as she waited. He spread his fingers out and moved his hands around her ribcage, slowly moving to cup her breasts in his hands, his thumbs flicking her nipples.
    A moan escaped her lips as her hips started to move, slowly grinding her ass against Darrin’s strained cock. He faintly growled in her ear as he let go of her breasts, his hands fanned out under the swells. He pointed his hands downwards and inched them closer and closer to her mound. One hand left her front side and instead guided his cock from behind against her swollen folds. Sara knew that she was drenched with need, and he would be able to effortlessly slide inside.
    Darrin used his fingers to scissor over the top of her clit, pinching her clit as he filled her aching channel with his cock. The fingers of his free hand were now digging into her hip as he started to slowly move back and forth. Closing her eyes tightly, Sara leaned down even further, lifting her hips up so that Darrin didn’t have to bend his knees to lower himself. Once she could feel that he was firmly situated inside, she squeezed her internal muscles. “Pound me, Darrin. Please.”
    “Ah, Jesus, you are killin’ me, Sara.” He positioned his thumb directly over the top of her clit, gently rubbing at first, but then he pressed down enough to keep pressure on the erect nub. He bent over her even further, whispering in her ear, “Rest your forearms on the wall. Use them to cushion your head. I’m gonna drill you, baby.”
    Sara could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest as she quickly complied. No sooner did she get into position, than Darrin started to wildly piston in and out of her body, his balls slapping against her thighs with each plunge. The rhythm was causing a friction inside her body that was making her mind fuzzy; her thoughts were becoming muddled as she started to pant. An orgasm was starting to build, the crest getting closer and closer as he mercilessly pounded into her.
    Darrin was loudly using every profanity in his repertoire and it was lighting her fire even more that she had brought out his guttural, animalistic nature. Feeling brazen, Sara moved one arm from under her forehead, reaching down to pluck her own nipples. The lights in the hallway were on, making every movement they made obvious to the other. Darrin groaned as she writhed under him, pulling her nipples away from her body to the point of piercing pain.
    “So. Fucking. Hot.” His pace increased even more as he paused to say each word. Sara could feel the tingles starting in her arms that signaled her explosion was close.
    “Ah Fuck, Sara. I’m gonna come. Come with me, baby.”
    Darrin roared his release as Sara felt wave after wave of a powerful orgasm course through