Too Far 02 - Never Too Far

her on her stomach, then jerked her hips up in the air. “You want fucked, sweet Blair? I’ll make my girl feel better,” I cooed as I ran my hands gently over her bare ass. She started to squirm and I slapped her pussy causing her to gasp in surprise. “If you want it hard baby, then I’m going to give it to you hard,” I promised.
    Grabbing her hip, I pounded into her and almost shot my load then. She was so fucking tight. The desperate cries of pleasure coming from Blaire weren’t helping. Remembering that I needed to make Blaire come again was hard when my balls were drawn up tight and my cock was throbbing.
    “Harder,” Blaire moaned and I lost it. I began pumping into her with the same wild needy abandon that had consumed her. When her tight warmth began squeezing me and my name came tearing out of her mouth I closed my eyes and let go.

Blaire

    Rush was on his back pulling me to him when I came to from an orgasm I was pretty sure had caused me to black out. I curled up in his arms and sighed in relief. He’d made all the achy, needy parts of me very happy. More than happy. I was sore all over and I loved it.
    “I think you may have broken me,” he chuckled against my temple and placed a kiss there.
    “I hope not because when I have the energy to move I’d like to do that again,” I replied as sweetly as I could.
    “Why am I suddenly feeling used?” he asked.
    I pinched at the skin that covered his abs. “I’m sorry you feel used but with a body like yours what do you expect?”
    Rush laughed and rolled me onto my back before covering me with his body. His silver eyes sparkled as he stared down at me. “Is that so?”
    I only nodded. I was afraid I’d say something else if I spoke. Like the fact thatI was in love with him.
    “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered as he lowered his head to kiss my face as if it were something to be cherished.
    I wasn’t the beautiful one. He was but I didn’t point that out. If he wanted to think I was then I’d let him. His hands ran down my body making it hum with pleasure. “Are you waking up every morning like this?” he asked with a gleam in his eyes.
    I could lie but I’d done enough of that. “Yes. Sometimes in the middle of the night too.”
    Rush raised an eyebrow. “The middle of the night?”
    I nodded.
    He reached up and brushed hair out of my face. “How am I supposed to help you in the middle of the night if you’re not with me?” His voice sounded truly concerned.
    “You don’t want me waking you up for sex every night,” I told him.
    “Baby, if you wake up horny I want to be ready and available.” His voice dropped and he slipped a hand down to cup me between my legs. “This is mine and I take care of what’s mine.”
    “Rush,” I warned.
    “Yes?”
    “I’m going to straddle you right here and screw your brains out if you don’t stop saying things like that.”
    Rush grinned. “That isn’t much of a threat, sweet Blaire.”
    I turned my head to grin and the clock on my bedside table caught my attention. Oh crap! I pushed at Rush. “I have to be at work in ten minutes,” I yelled in way of explanation.
    Rush moved off me and I jumped out of bed only to realize I was very naked and Rush was lying on the bed watching me panic with a smile.
    “Please don’t mind me. The view is great from here,” he said with a sexy grin.
    I shook my head and grabbed a clean pair of panties and a bra then ran to the bathroom.

    “Looks like someone got lucky or is that happy smile from all those donuts I brought over?” Jimmy drawled when I walked into the kitchen one minute late.
    My face felt like it was on fire. “I loved the donuts. Thank you and I’m sorry I forgot last night. It was a uh… crazy day,” I replied,picking out an apron and afraid to make eye contact with him.
    “Baby, if I’d just crawled out of bed with Rush Finlay I’d be grinning like mad too. In fact, I’m envious as hell. I know my donuts didn’t put that satisfied gleam in your eyes.”
    I started giggling and grabbed a pen and pad. “He is pretty amazing.”
    “Oh, please give me details. I’ll hang on every word,” Jimmy begged walking out into the dining room beside me.
    “Go flirt with women and stop fantasizing about my… my…” What was Rush? He wasn’t my boyfriend. He was my baby daddy and that just sounded cheap.
    “He’s your man. Say it because it’s true. The guy worships at your altar.”
    I didn’t respond. I