Page 50 of Taming Her Temptations

Her eyes widen at me. She likes to be prim and proper, but we both know she’s not. It’s her damn safety blanket that she puts on to suppress all the wild and intense things she has simmering under the surface. I hate that she wants to take up so little space in this world because she deserves it fucking all.

“I will,” she finally says, meeting the challenge in my eyes. She’s come a long way from the embarrassed Ruby Rivers we found touching herself. She’s not so afraid of what she wants.

She grips around my thickness and I hold back a hiss of satisfaction, feeling the delicate tips of her fingers trailing lightly up and down my hard length.

She tips herself back and presses my length against her pussy lips, wetting my cock against her clit. She grinds against me.

“You’re so hard,” she whispers.

“All for you,” I run my thumb along her plush bottom lip.

My cock looks entirely too big for her from this angle, but I know she’ll enjoy every inch of it.

“I want you inside me,” she pleads.

“Then show me,” I bite out.

She squints her eyes at me, accusatorily for not fucking her but instead making her fuck me.

“I want to know how you like it.”

She breaks eye contact with me. I take my hand and guide her eyes back to me.

“What is it?” I ask, kissing her softly on the lips.

“I’m not some sex master.” Her cheeks flush as she says it. “I’ve never even had sex in this position. If I take control, I think I’ll feel awkward.”

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” I bring my fingers through her hair. “We’ll learn together.”

I grip her hips and move my hips to line myself up with her entrance.

“Work your way onto my cock,” I say to her calmly, even though there’s a fucking beast roaring inside of me.

She does as she’s told, lowering herself onto me. She inhales and closes her eyes as she does. I expect her to start rocking up and down, but she doesn’t. She just pushes herself down, completely filling herself with me.

“Does that feel good?” I whisper.

“Mm,” she bites her bottom lip.

“Now move around. Don’t feel awkward about how it looks, just find what you like.”

She tries to get herself situated and I can tell she feels uncomfortable at first. Then she starts rocking her hips back and forth and takes a whimpering breath as she does.

“You like that?” I ask, my own breath ragged.

She nods in agreement, letting herself get more lost in her own body.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” I take her nipple in my mouth and begin rocking my hips with hers, following her rhythm. She leans back banging on the piano keys to gain more leverage.

Now she’s really riding me. She moves her hips in a circle, pushing my cock into her at every angle. She might have started unsure but now she’s finding her pleasure. Our eyes meet as she pumps herself up and down my length and she does the last thing I was expecting. She fucking smiles. It almost puts me over the edge And I’m not sure which is hotter, the way she is riding me or the fact that she’s having fun doing it.

“You never have to worry about not getting fucked properly again,” I say it before I can stop myself.

Shit.

I just essentially told her I’d be here to fuck her for the rest of her life. She doesn’t miss it, her eyebrows raise at me, her smile growing.

Yep, caught.

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