Page 116 of Make Me Dream of You

I sigh. “No. It’s mine. But don’t worry about it. He’ll find a spot at another shop, and I’ll find another artist. It happens. Everything will be fine.”

“I know, but I still feel bad?—”

I pick her up by the hips and move her over so she’s straddling me.

“Oh.” She smirks as she sits on my lap, my erection pressed firmly between her legs. “Are you trying to distract me?”

“Maybe.” I hold her hips firmly as I rock them back and forth on my cock. “Is it working?”

“Let’s see.” She lifts her thin tank top off and tosses it to the floor.

God, her tits are flawless, and I can’t help but slide my hands up her body to touch them. They fit perfectly in my palms, her pretty pink nipples hardening when I circle them with the pads of my thumbs.

She grinds against me, and we both moan at the sensation.

“I think it’s working,” I rasp.

Thunder booms in the distance as the rain pelts against the glass.

“Mm,” she hums as she slides away, pulling my boxers down with her.

She slips her shorts down her smooth legs and the sight of her bare hips, just the flash of the softness between her legs, has my cock bobbing against my stomach.

“Come here,” I growl, reaching for her and pulling her in by the back of the neck. I need to taste her lips now.

Our mouths mold together. She always opens for me at the perfect time. So sweet. Her tongue is needy for mine, licking and sucking. We exchange heated breaths and groan against each other as she presses her body against mine.

She’s hot between her legs, rubbing herself on my cock, making the tip of me wet. Fuck. She’s ready for me.

“Good girl,” I snarl against her mouth.

She sits up, the head of my dick slippery between her pussy lips.

“I like being good for you,” she says.

“Show me.”

My chest heaves and abs tighten as she kneels above me, taking me in her hand. Her pale skin, clear and smooth looks heavenly against all my black ink. She’s an angel. Too pure for me.

It makes watching her impale herself on my hard cock that much more carnal. She lowers herself onto me, taking me inside her. I watch it disappear at the same time her heat envelopes me until she’s fully seated on me, her perfect ass clapping against my thighs.

Holy shit.

“Good fucking girl.”

Her cunt gushes around my cock at my words.

She smiles and eases up onto her knees until only the tip of me is inside of her then sinks back down. I dig my fingertips into the fleshy part of her, where thighs meet hip.

She strokes my cock with her body, up and down, slow and sensual. Every time she takes me fully in, it sucks the air out of me. The way her breasts bounce and the softness of her stomach make me want to touch and love every inch of her. At the same time, I want to hold her hips down and fuck up into her, hard.

“Fuck.”

“Do you like this?” she asks, too innocently for the way she’s riding my cock, milking it just right, thrusting her hips.

“Yes, angel.” I slide my hand to her lower belly and slip my thumb down her slit to rub her as she rides me.

I’m rewarded by an instant moan and shudder from her. I watch her face as I circle her clit. It swells beneath my finger, hard and hot. She closes her eyes, thick lashes dark against her cheeks, lips parted and panting. She arches back, doing her best to keep fucking herself on my cock as I demand her pleasure.

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