Page 28 of Pursued by the Player

“Spread apart your legs.” He reached around her and slid his fingers over one of her thighs. “That’s it.” He inched down in the seat as she lowered herself until he was completely inside of him.

“You’re so tight,” he whispered.

She moaned as she lifted up and then settled back down on his lap.

“Yes, just like that.” He eased his hands up along her sides and then slid them over her breasts. Mel whimpered as he squeezed her mounds and eased her up and down his cock.

“That’s it. Keep it going just like that.”

Mel nibbled her lower lip as he started undoing the zipper along her back. Easing his feet in the inside of her legs, he pushed against her skin until she parted her legs as far as they would go.

“Yes,” she whispered. “That feels so good.”

“You feel so good,” he whispered as he lowered the seam of her dress. “So fucking perfect.” He flicked open the hook on her bra and slid his hands back over her breasts.

“Yes.” She tightened her grip on the arm rests. “Oh God.” Pressure built deep inside her lower abdomen. Mel leaned back against his chest as he nipped her ear and neck.

“I love how you ride me, sweetheart,” he whispered. “You’re so hot and wet.”

“Yes.” She gasped as he pinched her nipples, teasing and stroking them until they formed sharp peaks. “Harder.”

He cupped her mounds and pulled her hard against his body, filling her to the point of breaking.

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded.

“I want you to come for me,” he whispered as he slid one hand down her abdomen. “I want you to show me how much you love my cock.”

She gasped as he eased his fingers under her dress. After rubbing her mound, he slid his fingers under her thong and found her clit.

“Yes,” she nibbled her lower lip as he pinched her breast. “Oh God.”

“That’s it. Ride me baby.” He rubbed her clit in a circular motion that drove her wild.

Mel slid her hand down over her stomach and covered her hand with his own. “I want to feel us,” she said as she took his hand and inched it down to where he entered her. Slowly she moved over his length, and together they felt him slip in and out of her body.

“Does it feel good?” he asked.

“Amazing.” She closed her eyes. “So fucking good.”

“Good.” He kissed her neck and shoulder as she moved quicker over his length.

“I want you to come, too,” she whispered. “I want you to fill me.”

“That won’t be too hard,” he said. “You drive me crazy, darlin’.”

“I want to touch you,” she said. “I want to see you.” She slid off of him and turned to face him. Repositioning herself on his lap, she straddled his thighs and lowered herself onto him once more.

“Better?” he asked.“Much better.” It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but she was too far gone to care. All Mel knew was that she wanted him deep inside of her body, filling her, claiming her.

She ran her hands down his chest until her fingers teased the skin just under the hem of his shirt. Running her hands up, she ran them along the hard planes of his abs. Wanting more, she pushed up his shirt and pulled it over his head so she could get her hands on him, feel his skin under her touch.

With the shirt removed she finally got a good look at the black ink that had peaked her curiosity in the elevator when they first met. She let her fingers trail along the edges, examining the fierce lion he had tattooed over his shoulder and chest. The lion's mouth open in a ferocious roar on his pec, its mane flowing over his shoulder and partway down his arm. It was beautiful.

Jett thrust deep inside her, eliciting a sharp gasp from her, and she let her nails dig into his skin, scraping them down his flesh, leaving red streaks down his chest, and she was rewarded with a quick intake of breath followed by a deep growl that sounded more like it belonged to the animal tattooed on his chest than the man himself. She rode him fast and hard as leaned his head back in bliss. Soon his was moving his hips in time with her thrusts, and his grunts and groans were mingling with her muffled cries.

“I’m going to come,” she whispered. “Oh God. Faster, Jett. Harder.”

He grabbed her hips and pushed up hard, filling her to the point of breaking. Touching her breasts, Mel pinched her nipples as she moved faster over his cock. The world around them faded away as she raced closer and closer to the edge. Then, with one quick thrust, she was over, and her body was bathed in bliss.

She tilted her head back as pleasure poured through her veins, covering every inch of her in bliss. Beneath her, Jett shivered and pushed hard, thrusting deep inside her body. She felt him lose himself inside of her, and nothing ever felt so good or right. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her, and with each thrust a new connection formed, binding them tighter together than she had ever thought imaginable.

When it was finally over, she kissed him lightly on the lips and then buried her head into his shoulder. She didn’t want to talk, didn’t want to face reality. All she wanted to do was to lose herself in his arms and never let him go.

---