Page 44 of Chasing Amber

I lift both brows, stunned. “Is that so?” My cock goes all kinds of hard in a hurry.

She gives me another shrug, this one very lackadaisical, as though she doesn’t care one way or the other. She’s simply made a suggestion like having turkey for lunch or watching a romcom this afternoon.

“Why exactly have you decided we should have sex?” I’m not sure I like her sudden decision. Something feels off.

She leans into me, setting her hands on my shoulders before sliding them around to thread them in the short hairs at the back of my head. “It’s like the elephant in the room. We should just do it and get it out of the way. That way, if we don’t have chemistry, we’ll know, and we can move on.”

For a moment, I stare at her in disbelief. Part of me is a bit pissed that she could be so lackadaisical about us having sex. But the next moment, I realize she’s putting up a wall to protect herself. She can’t possibly feel so nonchalant about me claiming her body.

I take a deep breath. “First of all, we’re not going to have sex to get it out of the way. Ever. Second of all, the idea of us not having chemistry is preposterous, baby. After I’ve been inside you, there will be no going back. You’re like a drug I’m salivating over. Once I have a taste, I’m going to want another one and then another until you can’t think and the room is spinning.”

Her mouth falls open, and her breathing picks up.

“We’ll wait to have sex until you’re so fucking horny you can’t stand it and you beg me to take you.”

She starts panting as she shifts her weight back and forth.

My hands are still on her bare ass. It’s a spectacular ass, and I have no intention of removing my hands. I do, however, pull her cheeks apart, making her gasp.

“Lastly, you might remember me telling you that I will not let you orgasm after a naughty-girl spanking, and that’s what you’re about to get.”

She rolls her eyes.

I narrow my gaze at her. “What’s this sass for?”

“It’s cute that you think I would orgasm just because we have sex.”

My breath hitches. I lick my lips as a million thoughts run through my head. I’m careful when I speak. “Have you never had an orgasm during sex?”

She cocks her head to one side and narrows her gaze at me. “It’s not that uncommon, Isaac. Don’t stare at me like I’m a pariah. I’ve never even had an orgasm with a man. That’s not weird.”

I force myself not to overreact because I don’t want to hurt her feelings. She’s right. I should have considered that possibility. It’s just that she’s so…Amber. She’s so full of life and feisty. I can’t believe she wouldn’t order any man around until he got it right.

I’m picturing an Amber who says,“A bit more to the left. There. Harder. Use your tongue…”

Her cheeks are pink, and I feel like an ass. I pull her closer, bringing her amazing tits toward my neck. “I hate that you’ve had such disappointing sex, but that’s not how it’s going to happen anymore.”

She rolls her eyes again. “Don’t be arrogant. You don’t have superpowers. I’m just too uptight to orgasm during sex.”

“But you’re perfectly capable of doing so in your bathroom, either standing or sitting on the toilet seat.” I don’t know which option she chose, but I assume it was one or the other.

Her cheeks pinken further. “I didn’t say I couldn’t orgasmever. I’ve just never let my guard down enough to give that to a man.”

“Well, I’m not just any man, baby. I’m the last one you’ll ever be with. And you will orgasm from my mouth on your pussy, my fingers inside you, and my cock buried deep. I promise. I’m a determined guy, baby. I will not fail.”

She slouches against me. Now, her breasts are pressed against my chest. “That’s a lot of pressure, Isaac.”

“On who?” I tease.

“Both of us, I guess.”

“Put it out of your head. All that matters right now is that I’m going to spank you. Sex isn’t on the table, not even if you beg.”

“Whatever.”

“Such a sassy girl.” I ease her away from me a few inches and guide her to one side of me. “Lower yourself over my lap, naughty girl.”

When she leans forward, I help her extend over my thighs with my hands on her hips. I scoot back on the sofa and pat the cushion near her head. “Bring your arms up here and use them as a pillow for your head, baby.”

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