Page 75 of Loving Smoke

“I hope you’re ready for me cause after treating you like a fragile princess for the last few weeks . . . I’m fuckin’ amped.”

I opened my arms for him, but he pushed back, and eased my shorts over my thighs. He focused on my side for a second. “It looks pretty good.”

“I told you. It’s completely healed.”

“Good.” He grabbed the hem of my tank top and yanked it over my head, then smiled. “Love knowing you’re strutting around down there without a bra. All those suckers drooling over you, and knowing you’re mine.”

“That’s right, all yours.”

I snuck my hand under his t-shirt. “No fair. I’m naked and you’re still dressed.”

“Just the way I like it.” His grin widened. “Love having you spread out for me.”

“You really enjoy being a bad boy don’t you?” I teased, and prayed he wouldn’t stop there.

“Only with you, babe.”

He lowered his head to my pebbled nipples and drew one into his mouth, then the other. My back arched and he smoothed his hand over my hip, then cupped my core, dipping one and then two fingers into my heat.

His fingers kept time with his tongue and I could feel the pressure build. Amazing, the man could bring me to this point and we hadn’t even had sex yet. I dug my nails into his back and he growled against my tender flesh, then laved the skin with his tongue.

He raised his head, removed his fingers and sucked on them. “Fuckin’ sweet, babe.” He nudged my thighs apart and bit the inside of my thigh, and when I yelped he bit the other one too.

He buried his head between my legs and sucked on my clit, his stubbled jaw rasping against my thighs setting off all kinds of shock waves. He stuck his tongue deep, then clamped down hard and I exploded in his mouth.

“Ahhhh,” I moaned out unable to control the glorious sensations.

Smoke raised his head with a devilish grin. “And that’s only the beginning.”

He leaned away from me and pulled at the tab and zipper of his jeans, toed off his boots and pushed away the denim, flinging them to the floor.

“Roll over.”

I did as he ordered because I wanted this as much as him.

Maybe more.

Ieasily gripped Marisol’s waist and raised her firm ass until I had her where I wanted her. I lowered my head and sucked at her ass cheek, then nipped the sweet flesh. Her hips jerked and I slapped her ass.

Marisol moaned out and fuck me, but my cocked jumped. The fuckin’ thing was past hard. Nothing could match Marisol’s tight, shapely body under me, or over me.

I snuck my hand around her hip again and dipped a finger inside. Just the way I liked it, hot and wet. I played with her clit, coated my dick with her cream, then slid it between those glorious ass cheeks. I squeezed her flesh tight around my dick and it was fuckin’ amazing.

Her writhing body and little moans had me crazy. All I could think about was sliding home and then it hit me. I hadn’t wrapped up. I pulled away from her body and reached for the bedside table.

Marisol turned toward me. “We don’t have to use those, I’m on the pill.”

Her words stopped me cold. What was she saying? I didn’t have to wrap up.

When I didn’t say anything she continued. “I haven’t been with anyone since you or way before you.”

“I haven’t been with anyone but you since I got to Tijuana, and before that I always strapped up.”

“Then I guess we’re good.”

“And this is what you want?” Not using a condom was a big deal for me. Such a big deal, that I’d never had sex without a wrap, so my brain was spinning along with my dick.

“Absolutely.” She leaned over and covered my lips with hers.

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