Page 209 of Unexpected Hero

“Babe?”

“Yes, sugar?”

“I want to do it. Now.”

“I’m moving as fast as I can. I still need to get a condom on since your hands are busy, and we haven’t perfected you slipping it on with your mouth,” I deadpan.

She doesn’t laugh at my failed attempt at humor. Her face is waxed over with fierce determination.

MaybeI should clarify what she meant.

“You want to do what now?”

“Record us. I think I can do it.”

She thinks? That’s not enough consent. And since I’m situated behind and on top of her, I feel her muscles clenching with tension.

She’s not ready.

“Okay. Not tonight, though. You should think about it more.”

“Why wait? I think it might help. It’s a good idea.”

“Of course it is. I came up with it.” Firmer now, I add, “But not tonight.”

Her mouth opens to object. I click on the vibrator, preparing to divert her attention.

“Don’t think you’re gonna distract me with that, ya smart-ass.”

I drag the tip of the vibrator over her butt, snaking it between her cheeks. “Speaking of ass.”

She whips her face away from me, burying a sparse giggle in the pillow.

Proving her wrong about my ability to distract her, I rub the shaft of the vibe along the crack of her ass, then drag it through her wet folds. Once she starts rocking her hips along with the motion, I pull it away.

“Up on your knees. Keep your head and chest on the pillows,” I order, breathing the command in a gravely rasp.

Once she complies, I run my hand between her thighs, rubbing her slick pussy roughly with the flat of my palm. She rolls her hips, rapidly getting caught up in the sensation.

She’s so damn wet I won’t need lube for the toy.

But my cock gets her first.

Removing my hand, I swipe my condom-sheathed tip along her seam, teasing her. She whimpers and mewls, growing more vocal as her desperation heightens. Using my other hand, I reach around to run the vibrator over her clit.

“Please,” she begs.

“Please, what?”

She pushes her ass back, trying to impale herself. “Please fuck me.”

“Getting desperate, Lettie baby?”

I keep wiggling my cock through her folds, indulging in the building tension and anticipation.

“Yes. I need to feel you inside me. Fuck me, please.”

After I line up my cock, I nudge forward, then quickly reverse. I repeat the motion a handful of times, never letting more than my tip slip inside.

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