Page 61 of Beyond the Bright Lights

She narrows her eyes, and it almost makes me pull her across my lap to spank her. I’m not sure if she’s ready for that.

She takes my hand and I maneuver us, so I'm now on my back. She's sitting on her knees next to my hips, staring between my hard dick and my smirking face. I rest my arms behind my head, waiting for the show to begin.

“Go on, donut.”

“Donut? Seriously?”

“You told me donuts are better than sex. You’re better than any donut I’ve ever had. Therefore, you’re my donut. My sweet little donut,” I explain with a shrug that only seems to piss her off more. Why is she getting so mad?

Wait, she’s not mad. She’s . . . nervous? About what? Getting on top?

I sit up and grab her jaw. “Whatever you’re thinking, don’t.”

“I’m too big.”

“Wrong.”

“Mylan.”

“You’re perfect.”

“Bullshit.”

Still clutching her chin, I kiss her and nip her lips with my teeth, making her whimper. God, I love it when she whimpers. When I pull back, I lock eyes with her. “Get the fuck on my dick. Now.”

She rolls her eyes and smiles, mumbling, “So freakin’ bossy.”

She mounts me, leaning on one leg and taking hold of my dick, which jerks in her hand. Shit, I nearly lost it at her touch. Then she’s lining me up with her wet warmth. Once in position, she sinks down. My fingers bite into her hips as she reaches the hilt and I groan, arching my back.

She feels so good.

She starts moving on top of me, but I can tell she’s holding back. She's trying not to put her weight on me.

“Lana, you’re not going to hurt me. I promise.” I rub my palms over her thighs and hips and around to her ass. I give her a hard squeeze. “Put your hands on my chest for leverage and fuck me.”

She rolls her eyes again but does as I say. Her tits fly near my face the moment she leans in, and I grab one, pulling it to my mouth to suck her hardened nipple. My tongue twirls over the sensitive peak before I graze it with my teeth.

Her pussy clenches around my cock.

Fuck.

I repeat my worshiping with her other breast before releasing the beautiful mounds.

“I want you to ride me hard. Understand?”

“Yes sir.”

Yes sir? I groan and thrust up into her. She cries out and digs her nails into my skin.

“Oh, you like that.”

“Yes, Mylan, please keep doing that.”

“No, baby, I need you to ride me.” I thrust again and that gets her going. She starts bouncing on my dick, slow but oh so good. Then she finds a rhythm, a wonderful rhythm that has her picking up speed.

She’s getting more confident.

The way her cunt slips and slides up and down my cock is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

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