Page 47 of Rich and Bossy

I latch onto her, relentless, intent to keep this going as she rides out the wave. Her entire body starts to tremble, every muscle stiffens. Goosebumps break out all over her inner thighs, her arms, her tits. Her hands land in my hair and she digs her nails into my scalp, holding my face right there while her hips roll.

I look up at her, my tongue still pressed against her clit, and her eyes are closed, face tightened. It doesn’t look like she’s breathing at all, just straining, and then all at once, she relaxes. Her body goes limp, and she starts gasping for air.

I smile, right at her. I don’t know if it’s the best orgasm she’s ever had, but it has to be a top five. Surely.

I lean up over her, and I think it takes her by surprise when she finally opens her eyes.

She jolts a little.

I smirk. “Enjoy yourself?”

She looks away, face flushed and pink. “Maybe.”

“Maybe?” I stare at her with a look of skepticism.

“Okay, maybe a little.” She grins.

I take my index finger and barely brush it over her still-hard right nipple.

She shudders from head to toe, and all the goosebumps break out over her body again.

“Yeah, seems like a little.”

“Maybe I’m trying to keep you modest.”

I lean down next to her ear. “Good luck with that.” I lick around the shell of her ear, then exhale warm breath right into it.

She might feel relaxed right now, but I don’t, and she’s getting fucked.

“I don’t know how you do this to me.” It’s like the words come out before she can stop them.

“I haven’t done everything to you—yet.” I press my dick up against her bare pussy, but my stupid jeans are still in the way.

She gasps another breath, and I lean back to look at her. It’s a look that saysoh yeah, that was just foreplay.

I stand up, her ass still pulled to the edge of the bed, and I start to unbuckle my belt.

Hazel leans up, staring right at me, shaking her head. “I think it’s my turn to do that.”

Holy hell.

I hold both hands up in surrender. “By all means.”

She undoes my belt, grinning up at me as she does it. Then she unbuttons them, but begins sliding her palm across my dick, over them, teasing me.

“It’s only fair,Pax.” She says my name likeyou did this to yourself.

“This is true.” I groan the words though, because the second I start to speak, she lightly grips my cock in her palm.

She finally slides my jeans down my legs, revealing my boxer briefs, and I kick out of the jeans one foot at a time.

“What do we have here?”

Her fingers come alive even more, with each layer of clothing removed, and if she’s not careful I’m going to fuck her so hard she can’t walk for a week. Damn, she’s good at teasing. Something tells me she’s not usually this open either, thisconfident in herself. Maybe it’s just us and the way we are together.

Instead of pulling down my underwear, she reaches a hand inside the waist, teasing me even more, the same way I did to her.

“If you don’t hurry, I’m going to put an end to this fun you’re having, really fucking fast.”

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