Page 14 of Hers to Rule

She gestured to the chaise in a darker corner of the room. He steered her that way and settled there with her in his lap. “So I guess the outfit was a hit?”

He rested a hand on her thigh just at the edge of the short skirt and pressed his thumb in a slow circle. “A+ for the makeover, for sure. Is that all there is in that closet?”

Mari laughed, winding her arms around his neck again. “Pretty much.”

“Well, you make it look good.”

“Thanks.” She lifted a leg, reaching to untie the straps of one of the espadrilles. “It wasn’t something I thought about at all, but I’m glad Cisco did. Wearing anything from my old closet today would have been weird.” She tossed the shoe to the ground a few feet away.

He supported her as she shifted around in his lap to reach the other shoe. She slowly unwound the laces and noticed when she leaned to throw it with the other one that his cock was hard under her. She repositioned herself so she was straddling his lap while he watched her with a hungry gaze.

He rested his hands on her hips. “You doing okay? Is there anything I can do to help?”

She kissed him softly. “You’re being sweet and kind and attentive, and that’s everything I need right now.”

Rio nodded. “Cisco knew he was going to be busy these first few days. He told me to make sure you got what you needed, no matter what that was.”

“Mmhmm,” she murmured, reaching for his belt. “I know exactly what I need right now.” She gestured for him to lean back.

He complied with a small smile, his eyes roving over every inch of her. “What’s that?”

She lifted first one of his hands, and then the other, to the top of the chaise behind him, indicating with a nod that his hands should stay up. “You, writhing under me while I ride you and drink up every bit of your desire.”

“Fuck,” he muttered. “He better get back here fast.”

She grinned at him as she coaxed his cock out of his pants with a couple of quick strokes. “I’ll go slow.”

He groaned as she continued to handle him, but his hands didn’t move from their position. “Not better.”

She left her panties in place because she knew how much Cisco liked them, pulling them to one side to impale herself on Rio’s very willing cock. He exhaled with a rush, his hips flexing to meet her before she drove them back down.

She reached to put her hands over his, leaning closer to kiss him as she rocked her hips. He moaned into her mouth, a wordless murmur of supplication as he struggled to keep still.

She pulled away an inch to look into his dark eyes. “What’s your favorite thing about this outfit?”

“I liked seeing your nipples all day.”

Grinning, she rewarded him with a long, slow stroke along his entire length. He groaned and arched his head back, closing his eyes.

“Well, I have good news for you. Every shirt in that closet is basically see-through.”

He opened his eyes again, smiling up at her. “I’m looking forward to seeing them all on you. And on the floor.”

Mari rocked forward and back gently a few times. “Do you like it when I use you like this?”

Rio chuckled. “I do. I would sit here just like this all day as you rode me.”

“Without coming?”

That prompted a full-bodied laugh. “If that’s what Cisco told me to do, I would do my damnedest, but honestly, you feel too fucking good to hold out that long.”

She rewarded him with another slow, toe-curling stroke up and down. “How long?”

He got his breath back under control. “Like that? Maybe an hour at most. If you were more energetic, considerably less.” He grinned. “If you come, a lot less.”

She smiled, slow and sultry. “You want to feel me come around you?”

“I do.” He stretched up to kiss her, nibbling her lips when she pulled away. “Ride me, princesa.”

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