Page 51 of A Little Naughty

My tongue moves in circles over her clit, and she jerks as little gasps come from her throat. Her stomach curves inward, and her gasps turn to yelps as I lick her again and again.

My cock is hard and heavy on my stomach, and I reach down to give it a tug. It makes me groan, and with a squeal, she breaks into shudders, bending at the waist and falling forward onto the bed beside me.

“Oh my God!” It’s a high-pitched moan.

Her hands are between her thighs, and I quickly grab the condom off the nightstand. She’s still gasping as I roll it on, and she rolls onto her back, reaching for me with both hands. I don’t hesitate. We fall back together, and I slide my cock balls-deep into her spasming core.

“Yes,” she wails, and I groan feeling her orgasm ripple around my dick.

She’s still coming, and I wrap my arms under her, holding the tops of her shoulders as I thrust fast and hard. Her knees rise, and she holds onto me as I chase my own release. Our bodies rock together in a rhythm, and she reaches for my face, pulling my mouth to hers.

Our lips fuse, tongues curling, and the orgasm already burning in my pelvis shoots through my inner thighs. With a low groan, I come in her arms, pulsing and arching forward as her legs tighten around my waist.

“Fuck,” My mouth breaks away, and I shudder with a groan, holding as I thrust slower, again, again, one more time.

My forehead is against her neck, and I exhale heavily. “Jesus.”

Her arms are around me, and we’re both panting. We’re both holding each other like we’ve flown through space then fallen into the ocean and are now drifting to shore.

I lift my head to kiss her shoulder, the side of her neck, her lips. I never want to let her go. Her fingers thread in my hair, and she holds my face in her hands.

“I’ve never done that before.” Her blue eyes sparkle like we’re sharing a secret.

It makes me grin. “You’re a fast learner.”

“I have a great teacher.” She leans up, kissing me, sliding her tongue into my mouth and making me groan.

My hands are on the sides of her face, smoothing back her hair as I look into her pretty eyes. I only ever want her to feel good.

“You liked it?”

“It was unbelievable. I thought I was going to kill you.”

My brow furrows, and I start to laugh. “Kill me how?”

“I thought I was going to smother you! When I started coming, I couldn’t stop.”

“It was sexy as fuck.” I nod, dipping my face down to kiss the side of her jaw.

“At first I thought you wanted to sixty-nine or something.”

“We can do that, too.” I reach down to quickly remove the condom and dispose of it.

“Come here.” She crawls to the head of the queen-sized bed and pulls the blankets down. “Get in here with me. I have a feeling you’re going to teach me all kinds of things.”

She has no idea all the things I want to teach her, but first, I hold out my hand. “Be right back.”

Returning to the small bathroom, I clean up quickly. Then I crawl beneath the blankets and pull her onto my chest. Her arm slips around my waist, and I thread my fingers in her wavy hair. It’s drying, and I comb out the snarls as she traces a finger along my shoulder.

I feel her cheek rise against my chest, and she laughs softly.

I give her a little nudge. “What’s so funny?”

“I made a New Year’s resolution. No more bad boys.” Lifting her head, she rests her chin on her hand. “I almost made it a whole month.”

Her makeup is gone, and she looks so innocent in my arms. I trace my finger along the top of her cheek. “I’m not so bad.”

“I know.” She nods. “You’re dangerous. Everyone thinks you’re a bad boy, but you’re really sweet.”

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