Page 31 of Play Book

Our mouths are so tightly fused together I can barely breathe, but with him touching me like this, I don’t need air.

I just need him.

I don’t know what’s come over me, this desperate need to be claimed by him, but I can’t stop it. And I don’t want to.

His gentle caresses stoke a fire deep within, one that hasn’t been lit in a long time.

When his fingers finally drift between my legs, softly stroking my mound, my legs open of their own volition. He accepts my invitation and gently slides one finger down my slit. Circling my clit, he continues to take his time, his tongue still pillaging mine, and I moan with need. I’m on his lap, so I can feel the steely erection against my backside, and I wiggle, anxious for more friction where I need it.

“Easy, baby. We’re not in a rush.”

“I need you so bad, Canyon,” I admit breathlessly. “Inside me. Now.”

His sapphire eyes burn as he stares into mine and pulls a condom out of his pocket.

“Take off that robe and put this on me.” His voice is edgy, bossy, and my insides clench with excitement as I take the condom from him.

I let the robe fall off my shoulders, and it slides to the floor, all while I watch him unzip his jeans. His cock springs free and my mouth waters a little. It’s long and hard and thick, and I drop to my knees so I can wrap my hands around it.

“Did I say you could suck my cock?” he asks as I leaned forward.

My eyes snap up to his, and he gives me a stern smile. “Put the condom on and climb back up here. You’ll suck me when I say you suck me. You said you wanted me inside you—so get back in my lap.”

Sweet Jesus, my girlie parts almost explode with heat at the tone of his voice. I’m not particularly kinky, but a man who can boss me around in bed is nirvana for me.

I hurriedly roll the condom down his cock and climb onto his lap, straddling him. His hard length presses between my folds, right where I want him, and he squeezes my hips.

“Fuck me,” he orders.

I’m not sure which of us groans louder as I slide down his cock, and the grip on my hips intensifies as he tries to hold me still, but I’m not having it. My hips roll and writhe, greedy for more contact, until he’s fully seated.

“Jesus. Fucking. Christ.” He hisses out a breath. “Stop. Moving.”

“I can’t,” I whine in protest. “It feels too good… I’m so close…” Is that embarrassing or what? He’s been inside of me all of thirty seconds and I’m ready to come.

“Not yet.” He squeezes my hips so hard there will almost definitely be marks there tomorrow, but I don’t care. My pussy is wet and deliciously full, and I grind against him.

“Please please please…” I whimper.

And before he can respond, I explode around him.

TEN

Canyon

Feeling her pussy convulse around me nearly sends me over the edge too, but I’m not ready. Especially not when I get to watch her face basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. She’s relaxed and flushed, her pussy still fluttering around me with soft aftershocks that make her shudder. Her pretty breasts are pressed to my torso and her eyes are closed.

I’m a thousand percent sure I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman than the one on my lap right now. Even without makeup, and her hair a wet, tangled mess around her head, she takes my breath away. I’m balls-deep inside my fantasy woman and she’s just creamed all over my cock—no way in hell I’m willing to rush this. Despite how desperate she’d been for me.

Now that she’s gotten off once, we’ll take the second time nice and slow.

“Better?” I ask softly, stroking her cheek with my thumb.

“Mmm.” She nods. “Thank you.”

“Oh, baby, we’re just getting started.” I shift beneath her, pressing my cock a little deeper.

A faint smile plays on her lips. “That feels so good.”

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