Page 48 of The Shake Off

If she touched my dick, I wouldn’t be held responsible for what happened.

“I’ll do it.”

Instead, her hands slid over my abs, tracing along the outline of muscles. “What was it you wanted? A hat trick?”

Before I could answer, she straddled my thighs. I didn’t think it was possible for me to be any more turned on than I already was, but I was wrong; she was so fucking wet, her pink pussy dripping, and my balls twisted another notch.

My dick thumped against her belly as her hands flattened over my stomach so she could steady herself. She hovered over me, making my dick flex as she rubbed against it, and with a wicked twinkle in her eye, sank down and took me in one long, hard stroke.

There was no way I was going to last.

“Oh fuuuuck.” The groan I let out could have been heard over at the Lions’ stadium.

I swear it echoed off her bedroom walls.

Black stars shot through my vision. My brain throbbed, my dick throbbed… every goddamn muscle in my body throbbed.

For the second time, I laid in Payton’s bed and wondered if I’d died.

“Fuck, you feel good,” she moaned, arching her back with a roll of her hips which shot another bolt of electricity down my spine. “You really do have a perfect dick.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, “and my dick thinks you have the perfect pussy. Oh. My. God.”

Her thick, dark brown waves tumbled over her shoulders, brushing across her nipples, and I wanted to do nothing but twist it around my fist. But I was smart enough to know that Payton was running this show, and I was going to do exactly what I was told.

She circled her hips again, adjusting to the size of me, and my brain nearly broke from the sensation. “Oh yeah, that’s so good.”

I could only grunt in response as I watched her rise above me, using me for her own pleasure. It was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen.

Lacing her fingers with mine, she guided my hands until they were either side of her hips. “I like to be touched. I want your hands stroking me, squeezing me, playing with me, and I want to hear you telling me how good I feel sliding up and down on your massive dick.”

I didn’t even have to think about it, especially when she slowly lifted her hips until she’d almost removed herself from me entirely, then sunk back down with such a deliberately leisurely pace that it was excruciating.

“Payton, you feel so fucking good. I’ve never felt anything like it in my life.”

“You bet your ass you haven’t.” She groaned again, and with another thrust of her hips, sank down even further. “Just think, you could have done this two weeks ago.”

I didn’t want to think about that.

“Tight and wet,” I gritted out. “So goddamn tight and wet.”

My hands found her ass, squeezing hard as I adjusted myself with a swivel of my pelvis which had her eyes rolling back. My fingers slid up her spine, through the slick of sweat, until I could grip the back of her neck.

“Kiss me,” she ordered.

She might have only been an inch away, but I yanked her mouth to mine until I surrounded her. Teeth clashed as my tongue thrust into her mouth, stroking along hers to match the pace our hips had set, and I knew she could taste herself on me. I couldstilltaste her. Another squeeze of her ass had me swallowing a moan, and I now understood what she meant about kissing.

This might be the best kissing I’d ever experienced.

“Ace… harder... I’m going to come. I need…”

“Tell me,” I growled, a tone I’d never heard before. “What do you fucking need? Because whatever it is, I’ll give it to you.”

I pushed her back and sat up, bending her knees until I could lift her, ignoring the bolts of pressure tightening my balls. With one hand splayed across her hips, my thumb reached for her hard little clit and began stroking exactly how she had. In seconds she was riding me like a bronco, bucking against my thrusts; then her thighs quivered, her chest flushed red, and her breathing almost stopped as my name fell from her lips in a way it had never done from anyone before.

I’d been holding on so long for this moment that my balls were quicker off the mark than my brain. With her first convulsion I exploded inside her, emptying myself and jerking with so much force I thought my dick had broken.

That hadn’t been an orgasm: that was the world shifting back onto its axis.

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