Page 49 of Indecent Demands

Ariana softened and gave me a shy smile, and I had the feeling she knew what I was really saying. Or at least I hoped she did.

I undid my pants, tearing the rest of my clothes off while Ariana did the same, so I could crawl onto the bed over her. I desperately wanted to slam inside of her, but I didn’t want to rush this. I found myself kissing her more slowly this time, putting my body weight on her and settling into the feeling of our skin pressed together.

Even when I had been cuddling and comforting her after sex, it hadn’t been like this. The slow, simmering burn of anticipation and pleasure was completely different from the reassuring laziness of aftercare. I ran my hands all over her body, taking my time like it was the first time I’d touched her, the first time I’d felt her warm skin and her curves.

And Ariana was finally able to really touch me back.

Her hands roamed all over me, a little greedier than my own, excitement lacing every touch she gave me. I let her do whatever she wanted. I’d done whatever the hell I wanted to her, after all. It was only fair she had a turn.

I slid my hand down and dragged my fingers through her folds, feeling just how goddamn wet and ready she was.

Ariana shivered. “I want you inside me.”

I wanted that so fucking badly. I grinned and nipped at her neck. “Then why don’t you make that happen?”

Her hand wrapped around my cock and I groaned, my head dropping to her shoulder.Yes. She dragged her fingers up and down the shaft, at first just feeling my size and length, before her grip tightened and she stroked me. Her thumb toyed with the tip of my cock, finding all the things that made pleasure shoot through me and my body jerk in her grip.

Ariana was breathless, her gaze hungry on my shaft. She was so damn eager. I adored it, and her.

“C’mon, baby,” I urged her. “Let me fuck you good and hard, the way you like. Let me fill you up.”

Ariana shuddered deliciously, and guided my cock into her. “Yes,” she whispered. “Please…”

She didn’t have to beg me twice. I thrust into her, my fingers digging into the sheets for leverage. Ariana arched, clenching around me, so hot and tight as I drove all the way home.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Oh my God, yes!”

She was so vocal in bed—which I loved—sounding almost shocked every time we fucked, like she had no idea how good sex could be before now. I wrapped my hand around her thigh and hitched it up, looping her leg around my lower back to get better leverage and bring her even closer to me. Ariana shrieked and raked her nails down my arms, gasping and writhing on my cock.

“That’s it,” I growled. I didn’t want her to hold back. “Show me how much you like it, sweetheart, that’s it.”

Ariana sucked me into her, greedy for my cock, hitching her hips up in time with my rhythm as I thrust wildly into her. I didn’t care about staying in control this time. I just wanted to fuck her until we both came and she was screaming my name. I wanted her to belong to me in the simplest, most primal way possible.

I was harsh as I pounded into her, in a way that I normally wasn’t. I bit her when we kissed and thrust roughly into her, out of control, wild like an animal. Ariana was just as wild back, clawing and biting, scratching me, clinging to me. I sped up as I felt my orgasm roaring through me like a speeding train, rushing through me—ohfuck—

Fuck, fuck,fuck. I came so hard I let out a loud moan, shaking from the force of my release. Ariana whimpered and clenched around me, and when I looked down at her glassy expression I realized she’d come, too.

I didn’t want the moment between us to end just yet. Not the closeness. Not even being inside her. I rolled her over onto my chest, still keeping my cock inside of her. I let the warmth of her body send little aftershocks through mine. All the rough energy of before, the desperation, was drained out of me. I held her close and kissed her everywhere, keeping us joined. Ariana whimpered, clenching every so often around me like she couldn’t help herself. It made my cock jerk weakly inside of her, the spirit willing even if the flesh needed a break.

I slid my hands down to knead her ass when she tried to lift herself off me, pushing her back down onto my cock. “What?” Ariana moaned, blinking, her eyes dazed.

I grinned up at her. “Oh,” I assured her, “we’re not done yet.”

I was fucking her one more time before we were through.

Chapter20

Ariana

Ihadn’t felt this desperate and wild since high school, when sex was new and all us teenagers wanted to do was explore all the different ways to make our bodies feel good. I definitely hadn’t ever had sex that was actually this rough and hot and frantic, though, and I loved it.

And then—then Seth said that we weren’t finished yet.

I was on top of him now, and his cock was still inside of me. He wouldn’t let me off, grabbing my ass and keeping me speared on him when I tried to push away. He wasn’t hard anymore, but he was still nice and filling inside of me, and there was something sexy and naughty about keeping his cock in there, like I was a good little submissive being his cockwarmer.

Maybe we could play with that idea another time.

My brain was so full of hazy pleasure that it didn’t even occur to me to be concerned that I was thinking about ‘other times’ with Seth, like those were guaranteed. I was floating on the high of Seth’s possessiveness and his promise to protect me.

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