“Talon, fuck me now,” She cries out reaching down she’s attempting to push my jeans down. I help her out and remove the last of my clothing. Hooking my thumbs under the sides of her panties, I slide them off of her as she’s unhooking her bra. Skin on skin, she was made for me as she fits perfectly to me. Her legs come up, wrapping around me. Rubbing the head of my piercing against her core, she’s pushing into me, as I tease her.

“Talon,” She pleads. My name off her lips is heaven.

Still teasing, I kiss her as I finally slide into her. She’s tight, wet, and gripping me. I still myself, wanting to absorb every sensation. I begin to bring myself in and out of her making sure my piercing rubs her inner walls with each stroke. The spiky heel of those shoes dig into the backs of my thighs as I pick up my pace. The feeling of being in her, while her nails rake down my back, as she’s arching up to meet me thrust for thrust, is everything. No one will ever fuck me the way Doll fucks me, matching my every move. Leaning down, I nip at her shoulder and lick her neck and the spot right behind her ear. As she gets tighter around me, I feel her getting close. Reaching between us, I rub her clit, giving her the climax she’s been working for. The aftershocks of her orgasm grip me and milk my rock hard dick. No longer able to hold back, I release, filling her. Once I’m drained, I gently pull out of her.

We lay together for a while as I run my hands gently over her body, allowing us time to get our breathing back to normal. Once we both recover, I take Doll to my shower, where I make sure to not only clean her, but give her another orgasm. With her, I can’t seem to get enough.

Waking up after a night with Doll, I realize there’s no way I can let her go. Nothing’s the same without her. I kiss her forehead. She’s stretching beside me. Looking up at me, I smile at the innocent face she’s making. Her eyes say she’s in complete bliss. This is a look I could wake up to every fuckin’ day for the rest of my life and never get tired of seeing.

“Thank you Talon.” She says as her arm comes across my waist and her legs tangle back in mine.

“For what?” I ask.

“For our date last night.”

I stiffen under her. “Doll, I don’t date.” I reply with all honesty. The disappointment crosses her face at my response.

“Oh.” The smile she had now gone.

“You wanna do this, we do this. I’m not gonna chase you. I’m not gonna wine and dine you. If this is what you want, we do it. You get me. I get you. I don’t share and you don’t either. The distance thing, we’ll figure it out. Your dad, babe, I don’t know, but we face that too. You gotta know though, I don’t date. You get me when I’m not on the road and can work it out. We gotta eat, I’ll take us to eat, but I’m me. I’m not gonna kiss your ass, buy you gifts, and worry about making a good impression. You get me and I get you for what we can work out.”