Page 14 of The Hat Trick

As soon as I’ve managed to unbuckle his belt, I undo his slacks and slide my hand under the fabric and wrap my hand around his length, and he instantly moans into my mouth. The noise spurs me on to grip him harder while I move my fist. I was right about it being impressive. My fingers don’t quite touch, and I can tell he’s long, even in the confines of his pants.

Vince is kissing me harder than before, nipping at my bottom lip while I continue to pump him in my hand. He’s groaning and breathing hard into my mouth as his tongue laps at mine before he rips away from me and stands up. I whimper at the sudden loss, and then pull down the hem of the jersey I’m still wearing that has ridden up.

He nods toward the article of clothing I’m still wearing while he starts to remove his own shirt. “Take it off.”

“You first,” I counter back.

He chuckles as he undoes the last button on his shirt, and then pulls it off his broad chest. I take him in, standing here in my living room, his defined muscles on display while his slacks are undone and hung loose around his hips for a brief moment before he pushes them down. The V on his lower stomach points to his glorious dick.

I’m blatantly staring, but I don’t even care. He looks so out of place here in my living room, I’m not fully convinced this isn’t a dream.

“Are you done staring?” He smirks.

“Nope.”

“Then keep staring while you take that off, because when I fuck you in a jersey it’s going to have my name on it.”

I stand up in front of him, barely leaving any space between our bodies. I keep my eyes locked on his while I reach down and pull the jersey off. His eyes dip to my chest, still covered by my bra.

“Off,” he commands, his voice low, eyes full of heat as they meet mine again.

I reach behind me, slowly. My eyes don’t leave his, even though I would love nothing more than to dip my tongue and lick his perfect chest. I unhook my bra and let it slide down my arms. His hands are on me immediately, gripping my hips tightly while his mouth descends onto the pointed peak of a nipple.

I push further into him as his mouth laves at my skin, sucking and I moan as his hands grip me tighter. He moves his mouth to give my other nipple the same treatment, and I find myself grinding against him, trying to get him closer.

His lips trail up my chest, my neck, my jaw until he nips at my ear before speaking. “I need to be inside you.”

I nod aggressively, unable to speak. My nipples are borderline painful with how tight they are, the cool air hitting my wet skin only adding to my sensitivity. My thighs are slick with a mixture of my release and how wet I still am for him.

He turns me around so I’m facing the couch before forcing me down to my knees and pushing my chest to lay flat across the cushion.

“Are you ready for me, baby?” he rasps, leaning over so his chest is against my back, and his breath tickles my ear as he speaks.

“Yes,” I breathe out, reaching behind me for him. He doesn’t let me touch him, instead he grabs my hand, and puts it flat on the cushion next to my head, intertwining our fingers together.

He grinds himself against my ass, and I try to push back against him. I moan out of frustration, “Vince,please.”

He chuckles but doesn’t say anything as he takes himself in his hand, sliding through my wetness, but not pushing inside yet. I’m toeing the line of desperation while I wait for him to do something, but then he pulls back slightly. I look over my shoulder about to protest the loss when I see him reaching into his pants and pulling out a condom.

Blue eyes are locked on mine as he rips the foil open with his teeth. “I think I like you staring at me.”

Despite being naked, exposed, and about to be destroyed by this beautiful man currently rolling on a condom, his words make heat rise to my cheeks. When he curls his body over mine, I embrace the warmth covering my chilled body.

He angles himself right at my entrance, barely pushing in, and I bite my lip, stifling the noise threatening to escape as I feel myself stretch to accommodate his size.

“You’re so tight, baby, you’re going to strangle my cock.”

The moan I was trying to hold back comes out as he pushes deeper, he lets out a groan of his own right by my ear as he buries himself to the hilt.

“You feel so fucking good,” he says as his teeth sink into my shoulder and he pulls his hips back before slamming forward again.

“God,yes.”I push back to meet him thrust for thrust as his pace increases.

“This perfect pussy takes me so well.”

His words, his movement, hiseverythinghas me spiraling toward another release. I’m crying out for him as he slams into me, pushing me further and further into the couch as he fucks me. He snakes one of his hands between my body and the couch cushion until he finds my clit, and rubs tight circles while fucking me even harder.

“Vince, I’m gonna come.” I grip his other hand, still intertwined with mine even harder.

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