Page 71 of Dining for Love

Whether I want it or not isn’t a question right now. That much is clear. I nod.

He pushes a thumb against the hole back there, and I clench against him. He smacks my butt with his free hand. “Relax.”

I force myself to do as he commands, and he pulls his thumb away. I heave out a breath, then inhale sharply as he shoves his fingers into my pussy. “Fuuuuuck,” I moan. The sound is guttural. But he pulls his fingers out immediately, and I whine.

He flips me over and takes a breast into his mouth, then the other, his fingers working my clit the entire time.

“I’m—” But I can’t finish, because the orgasm is cresting from nowhere, wracking my body as he sucks on my nipple and works my clit.

“Two.”

He pulls away when I come down, kneeling before me and pumping his dick. I watch hungrily.

“You like watching me fuck my hand, Willa?”

I nod and lick my lips. “I do.” My hips swirl involuntarily, aching with emptiness. “I need it, Reid.”

He smirks. “I know.” Standing, he yanks me to the edge of the mattress and turns me over again. He takes a moment to massage my arms and shoulders, releasing the tension that’s built there from being in cuffs. “I’m going to stand you up now.”

I barely register what he’s doing before I’m up and beingwalked to the wall. It’s hot as hell, but it feels like one wrong move would have me punished.

“Stay still,” he commands.

I obey. My cheek is pressed against the cool plaster, as is my chest and belly.

“Spread your legs for me, gorgeous.”

I do it.

“Tell me, Willa. Have you ever been fucked standing up?”

I swallow. “No,” I croak.

“Have you ever been fucked wearing cuffs?”

“No.”

“Do you want the cuffs off?”

“I want whatever you want,” I respond.

“Good answer,” he praises. “You’re a fast learner. And for that, you get your reward.”

His hands, warm and calloused, are on mine as he unlocks the cuffs and tosses them on the floor. Without warning, he lines himself up and thrusts in.

“Oh my God, thank you so much,” I moan, writhing against him. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

“You want all of this cock, Willa?” His mouth is against my ear, sending shivers as he speaks.

“Please,” I whisper.

He pulls back and pushes in again, going deeper this time.

“Yessss,” I hiss, my eyes rolling back in my head with the pleasure of it.

“There we go,” he murmurs, one hand reaching to grab my breast while another goes to my clit and circles it.

“Spread your arms.”

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