Page 93 of Daddy By Design

I never seemed to mirror her mood.

The lighter she was, the darker I became. My mouth was rough on hers, her laughter swallowed down into the winding lust that threatened to drag me under.

She slipped her fingers through my hair and held me tight, meeting my wild with wild.

I crashed back into the bookcase in TJ’s office. Maybe we wouldn’t make it out of her room. I spotted a bench underneath the window and turned to sit on it, straddling her over me.

Her dark eyes blazed hot as our bodies aligned. She rubbed against me, rolling her hips as if she could finally scratch that itch.

“You gonna come with those jeans on?” I said against her mouth. “Grind on me until you come?”

She moaned. “Sure you want the denim burn?” She rolled again and hissed out a slow breath. “I’m close.”

I jerked at her zipper and dug my fingers into the soft denim, finding lace and then her heat. “Wet for me. Always wet for me.”

She gritted her teeth. When I teased her clit and drove two fingers into her, she cried out.

“Yeah, you are. Soaking my fingers.” Dragging my hand out of her pants, I sucked my two middle fingers into my mouth and licked them clean.

Her eyes widened.

I gripped the back of her neck and dragged her in for a hot, twisted kiss. She moaned into my mouth, digging her tongue inside to take all of her taste into her.

I wasn’t sure how I got any harder, but I did. Painfully so.

I fumbled with my belt and freed myself enough to take some of the pressure off.

She slid down my thighs and held onto my shoulder to stand. She swayed in front of me, and I nosed into the gap of her shirt to get to skin. I cupped her other breast and groaned as she wiggled out of her jeans, leaving the navy thong on as she straddled me again.

Her slim fingers took me in hand, her grip intense enough that I growled into her neck.“Let me inside, Hellcat. Ride me.”

“Let me see you, Nolan.” She tugged the head of my cock across her belly, and I could see my precum on her skin, which set me off faster than I could comprehend.

She pushed at the hem of my shirt, her nails lightly skimming the hair above the base of my cock.

I snatched one of the condoms out of her shirt and handed it to her. I stared into her eyes.

This was all I could give her right now.

She dropped a light kiss on my mouth and ripped it open to cover me. “Help me.”

I pushed her thong over, and slowly, she lowered herself onto me. Her eyes went wide and soft at the same time as she took each inch within her clasping body.

The heat of her wrapping around me from throat to cock was unmatched.

She curled her arms around me, and she dragged my face into her chest as she took me again and again.

I wrapped my arms around her back, banding her tight to me as I lifted my hips to meet hers over and over. Driving into her until there was no space between us.

Until her breath synced up to mine, her knees gripped my hips, and the telltale rippling clasp of her pussy around my cock threatened to pull me under.

I lowered my hand to slip between her thighs and felt us joined, syrupy thick with her wetness. I slipped between the cleft of her ass to graze her there, spreading her wetness until the tip of my finger slipped past the muscle and her breath went to a pant. I drove up into her again and again and she shattered for me.

The way she shook around me unleashed the last of what I’d been holding back. Her cries let the beast inside of me out.

Finally.

I tightened her against me and poured myself inside her. Both of us shook in the aftermath of it, but she didn’t let go. She held on and tucked her face into my neck as our skin cooled.

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