Page 116 of The Dixon Rule

“You take it so good, baby. I can’t wait to be inside you.”

She moans.

“You’re going to come for me now, okay? When you give me this orgasm, I’ll give you my cock.”

She sucks in another breath. “I’ll try.”

“That’s my girl.”

I gently thrust my fingers inside her and bring my tongue back to toy with her clit. I know she’s getting close, but she keeps squirming and moaning in agitation, not getting where she needs to go.

Remembering the near violent jerk of her body when I sucked her nipples, I reach a hand up to give one of those puckered buds a tight pinch. And Diana goes off like a rocket. She comes with a gasp, and I find myself grinning against her pussy as she takes every ounce of pleasure I have to offer, grinding herself on my face.

By the time I withdraw my fingers and lift my head, she’s panting hard. Her pussy is swollen and glistening.

“There you go,” I murmur in approval. “You did such a good job.”

My cock is like an iron spike. I leave her on the bed, blissed out. Her eyes track me as I retrieve a condom and roll it on. She watches as I rummage in the top drawer.

“What are you looking for?”

“We might need some lube.”

“Trust me, we don’t.” She laughs weakly. “Just get over here already.”

It’s the only order she’s issued since this wildly erotic interaction began, so I let her have this one. Besides, she’s not wrong. I tease one finger through her slit and discover she’s dripping wet.

“That orgasm wasn’t enough?” I grin at her. “You almost crushed my face.”

“Nowhere near enough. I’m dying to know what it’s like to come around that.” Her gaze is glued to my erection.

I climb onto the bed and cover her body with mine, my lips coming down to kiss her. But I don’t get inside her yet. I’m trapped between her, throbbing, my dick seeking an outlet, hips moving to find it. Our tongues tangle as I drive the kiss deeper. She’s a phenomenal kisser. And those noises. I can’t get enough of those noises. I’m not a fan of over-the-top porn-star moans and shrieks. Diana doesn’t do any of that. She’s vocal, but it comes from the most primal place.

I grab a pillow. “Lift your ass,” I say, and slide it under her. I know from experience it’s the best way for her to take me in this position.

I grip my dick and tease it into her pussy. Even an inch has us both sweating. I push another inch in. She looks like she wants to crawl out of her skin.

“Fucking hell, Lindley. Give me more.”

“Ask me nicely.”

Heat flares in her eyes. It’s the first time she’s challenged me. “I want it now.”

“This isn’t your show. It’s mine. If you want to come, you have to ask me very nicely to put it inside you. Ask me for another inch and say please.”

Her throat dips in a swallow. “Give me another inch, please.”

My lips curve in a smile. Having Dixon submit to me is the hottest thing that’s ever happened in my bedroom.

I give her another inch, and she lets out a happy breath.

“Another one,” she begs.

“Yeah? You want more of this?”

“Please.”

Very slowly, I push in. “Halfway, baby.”

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