Page 41 of Recon Rendezvous

She lifts a perfectly arched brow. “Something tells me you’re wrong often.”

“Well then, let’s fuck. Often.”

“I’ll decide.”

Reaching into the pocket of her coat, she pulls out a few condoms, tossing them on the couch beside me. I don't watch where they land, my eyes locked with hers. A smile blooms across my lips as her coat falls to the floor with a swish and thud.

“I appreciated the dick you left me, but you had to know I’d only want the real thing.”

“Yeah? Who said I'll give it to you? I was already pretty generous giving you that Clone-a-Cock.”

She shoots a pointed look at my crotch, my dick already hard and straining against my suit pants.

“Oh, he did. We’re old friends.” Warm hands grip my thighs as she leans forward, her lips inches from mine. “Like I said, I need help relaxing. So, let’s cut a deal.”

Her brows lift in question waiting for me to process what she’s offering me on a diamond encrusted platter.

“Friends with benefits?” I ask dumbly.

She cocks her head, considering my words. “I wouldn’t call us friends.”

“Frenemies with bennies?” Not exactly what I’d call us, but we can argue about that later. “I have no problem with that, babycakes.”

She lets out a breath, as if she thought I’d deny her anything. “Perfect. Now, don’t ruin it with that mouth. There are so many better ways I want to use it.”

Before I can respond and offer her anything she wants, she’s straddling me, and I sit back, getting comfortable with her luscious curves against me. She's here to use my body and I have absolutely no problem with handing over control. My hands go to her thighs, running over her smooth skin before giving her ass a squeeze.

Her breath stutters, echoing my own as she rocks against me, her wet heat soaking my pants as she grinds against my cock.

“No panties? Good, you learned your fucking lesson.” I barely get out before my tie is snatched off and my shirt ripped open, buttons flying around us.

Sitting up, my lips find her jaw as I shrug out of my suit coat and drag the ruined shirt off, tossing it over the back of the couch before my eyes meet hers again and they tell me everything I need to know. She wants this. Greedy hands trail over my smooth pecs, offering my nipples a pinch, ripping a hiss from my lips, before trailing down my abs. My skin burns for her as she continues to touch and tease.

She gives the trail of dark hair a little scratch before wrestling my belt and pants open. Quickly rising, she squeals as I cradle her to me, fumbling to kick off everything before we’re back on the couch.

Watching as she licks her lips, I sit back to see what she'll do next. If she wants to be in charge of this round, if she needs the control, that's fine. I'll hand it over. Let her take what she wants.I just hope she knows she'll be giving me more in the long run. But I can't resist these thighs spread wide for me and my hands return to her silky, warm skin and I give her another squeeze, grinding her against me as she moans in my ear.

Shivering against her, I kiss a path to her mouth, dying to drink from her lips, to finally taste her. It wasn’t on my mind a few months ago, I just needed to get inside her, but I’ve regretted it every day since and I’m going to rectify that right now. I’ve practically thought of nothing else since that night. But she pulls away, and a groan of protest rumbles deep in my chest.

She really is just here to get off, and for the briefest moment, something twists through my gut. After our day yesterday, I can quietly admit to myself that holding her in my arms, consoling her as she gathered her strength to stand on her own, was as natural as breathing. Being that for her was right. No question about it. These little moments between us here and there are shaping up into something unfamiliar. It’s still fuzzy around the edges but it’s there, this thing between us. But I’m a greedy bastard. I want more, and I want it now.

Shaking my head to help rid myself of the thought, I instead bask in her succulent scent surrounding me, allowing it to ground me in the here and now.

“Fuck,” I groan, and her beautiful eyes glitter as her hand grips me, sliding torturously up and down my length. My abs clench and I hiss as her thumb swipes over the head of my cock, gathering the bead of precum forming there.

Her hands make quick work of the condom, and I desperately hold my breath as she slides it down my dick. Before I can process another thought, she rises on her knees, guiding me where she wants. Rubbing me against her already slick pussy and with her eyes locked with mine, she lowers herself and we both moan as I start to fill her, the heat of her fucking addictiveand I fight the urge to thrust and relieve the pressure pounding in my dick.

Fuck.Her pussy flutters and clenches as she slowly stretches around my cock. Who knew handing over control was so damn hot? We’ll have to play this game again.

“You’re just going to take what you want? So sexy, sweetheart. Use me. Let me see you get off on my cock.” The kink of it all has my pulse thudding in my ears.

The sparkle in her eyes is almost blinding when she says, “A friend recommended I bounce on as many dicks as possible. Lucky you, you’re first.”

A growl rips from my throat.Hell no.

My hands shoot up, one to grip her hair and the other to gently cradle her perfect face. “I’m your alpha and omega,” I rumble. “You were made to bounce on this dick. The one that’s filling you. Stretching you to your limit. You’re mine while we have this arrangement, and I’ll benefit the shit out of you any time you want. Just say the fucking words.”

Her hands grip my wrists, and I hold her gaze until acceptance flickers in her eyes and my gaze follows as her tongue slips out to moisten her lips. I grunt softly, but only when she gives a slight nod, do I ease back, allowing her to take me out for a spin.

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