Page 181 of Naughty & Nice

In only minutes, I’m panting and grinding myself against him, desperate for more. And just when I think the friction from his jean-covered erection will be enough, he takes a step back.

“Take your panties off,” he demands as he drags his shirt over his head.

My eyes drop to his body. He’s worked harder than ever in preparation for this season, and it shows.

“But leave the shoes and the jersey,” he adds.

Tucking my thumbs into the sides of my panties, I shimmy them down my legs before kicking them off.

I don’t mean to send them flying, but Wilder catches them with ease and lifts them to his face.

“Now get on your knees and crawl to me. Then I want to watch you suck my dick.”

Oh, he is on fire tonight.

With my blood flowing through my veins like lava, I drop to the floor and do as I’m told.

He watches my every move. His jaw ticks and his chest heaves with desire, and his pants… well they’re barely containing his excitement.

My mouth waters to get closer and discover just how much he needs me.

“Good girl,” he praises when I’m in front of him. “Now get him out.”

Without missing a beat, I rip his jeans open and drag both them and his boxers down his legs.

His cock glistens with precum as it bounces free. But Wilder isn’t messing about, and he takes himself in hand, threads his fingers through my hair, and drags me forward.

I moan as he pushes past my lips, filling my mouth.

“Arch your back,” he demands, making me frown.

Looking up, I don’t find him staring down at me like I was expecting. Instead, his eyes are locked on something behind me.

Curious, I pull my head back and turn to look.

Knowing what I’m going to find, he allows the movement, and I gasp when I discover what has him so enthralled.

There’s a mirror. And it’s giving him an uncompromised view of everything.

Jesus.

“Fucking hot, right? Now I can see how wet your pussy gets when you're sucking me.” I stare at our reflection, oddly enthralled by the sight.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got one for home, too,” he tells me before turning me back around and pushing inside me again. “I know how badly you want to watch us fuck you.”

A moan rumbles deep in my throat at the thought.

“Our dirty girl,” Wilder mutters, his thumb caressing my cheek.

With my eyes locked on his, I suck him as deep as I can.

His lips pop open and a groan spills. It fires me up, knowing that I’m pleasing him.

I work with fervor, wanting to drive him right to the edge, but just as his dick begins to thicken in my mouth, he pulls me back.

“Not tonight, Rebel. I have plans for how this ends, and it’s not in your mouth.”

Effortlessly, he lifts me onto the bed and then drags me on my hands and knees right to the edge.

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