Page 50 of Dirty Intentions

Whereas this morning had been quick and hurried, I could tell he would now take his time. I started with my boots and then shimmied out of my thong. After that, I removed my stockings and, finally, my dress and bra.

He leaned forward, eyes simmering with lust. “I’ve been fantasizing about something since the first time I met you.”

I swallowed hard. “What’s that?”

“You touching yourself in front me. Making yourself come.”

My sigh was audible. “I’ve never—”

But he wasn’t having it. “You’ve never had me talking you through it. Try. For me?”

How could I possibly say no?

“Take a seat on this chair and spread your legs.”

I did as he requested, watching in stunned silence when he knelt in front of me and put his hands on my thighs.

“I want to be up close and personal while I watch you. Spread your lips; show me that pretty pussy.”

My fingers from one hand dipped down and spread myself open. I was very aware of how close he was. The fingers from my other hand found my clit and rubbed circles.

“Damn, that’s sexy. Do you have any idea how much I want to dive in and taste you? How I plan to put you on the bed and pleasure you with toys and my cock? I’m going to fuck you in your mouth first. I have dreams about how well you suck me off. Then I’m putting a long dildo in your ass while I fuck your pussy at the same time. And finally, I’m going to come all over your luscious body. Mark you with it.”

“Oh, Jesus.” I was rubbing faster and faster with his dirty words, wanting all of it and more.

“That’s it, Dani. Make yourself come, and I’ll lick up your mess.”

“Fuck.” I was there. I was coming under my own hand. I let my head fall back as the climax washed over me. But before I could come down from the rush, Shane was there, pulling my hips into his face and eating me with such abandon it seemed like mere seconds before I was coming again, calling out his name.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” His face was still shiny with my wetness as he traveled up to suck on my nipple, giving it a tug with his teeth before doing the same with the other one. “Stay here.”

As I watched with appreciation while he stripped out of his clothes, I found my hand making it’s way back between my legs. I was so very hot for him.

“Christ. I can hear how wet you are. Use this. Make yourself come again.”

He produced a dildo from a package, handing it over already vibrating. I inserted it, letting my eyes flutter closed with the sensation. But they snapped open when he pulled me onto the edge and put my feet on a stool, allowing me to be completely bared for him. I felt a pressure at my backside and realized he was pushing something hard and lubricated inside. I sucked in a shuddered breath at the sensation.

“You have no idea how sexy you are. Play with yourself and come again while I have your mouth.”

He positioned himself at my head, feeding me his cock one glorious inch at a time. I was anxious for the taste of him, but finding it hard to concentrate as I didn’t have the use of my hands. “Allow me.”

He took over for the dildo, pumping it deep inside me while I took a hold of his length and went to work.

“Come with me, baby. I want to feel it while you swallow it down.”

My body erupted, and as a result, his did too. Although an orgasm made it tough to remember to swallow, I managed to get most of it in my mouth. The rest spilled onto my chest, which served to turn him on even more.

“Christ, I love the sight of my cum on your tits. But I’m not done with you.”

I was grateful when he scooped me up and lay me on the bed because I wasn’t sure I had the strength to do it under my own power. I’d lost the vibrator, but he’d kept the dildo in my ass. He was now moving that slowly.

“Are you sore?”

“A little, but not bad.”

“Good.”

He quickly put on a condom and was on top of me in minutes. “Wrap your legs around me, gorgeous, and hold on. I’m going to pound you hard.”

Although I’d just had three intense orgasms, my body was greedy for more. So when he entered me, I tightened my intimate muscles around him, liking the way I’d taken him off guard.

“Jesus.”

The only thing missing, however, was the way he buried his face in my neck instead of taking my lips. But I didn’t have time to dwell on the disappointment because he was giving me another orgasm, followed by flipping me over and taking me hard from behind. The primal sound of flesh smacking flesh filled the room. He insisted on another and then another, stealing them from my body as if in a challenge. Then he did as he’d promised, losing the condom and coming all over my ass.

“Let’s take a shower, and then I need to get prepared for the party.”

Right. The party. Where did this man get his energy?

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