Page 87 of By His Play

My core clenches with a mixture of excitement and fear.

Something tells me that this is going to hurt. In the best kind of way.

I watch in awe as he rolls the condom down his shaft. Once he’s done, he holds himself and drags the tip of his cock through my folds.

My body sings, and it only gets better when he nudges against my entrance.

“More,” I beg, not giving a single shit about the fact I sound like a needy whore.

If you’d have asked me yesterday if I missed sex, I’d have said no.

But right now, I’m wondering how I’ve gone without it for so long.

He smirks, his hair falling forward as he stares down at me.

Fuck. I don’t think he’s ever looked hotter.

And right now, he’s all mine. In every single way.

Suddenly, he thrusts forward, dragging me from my head and forcing me back to the here and now.

My entire body tenses at the invasion.

Yep, it’s been a very long time since I’ve done this.

Kieran’s hot hand slides against my face, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip.

“Look at me, Luck,” he demands.

Unable to deny him, my eyelids flutter open.

“Relax. It’s just me.”

I’m not sure if that’s the best or worst thing he could have said.

Kieran Callahan—my best friend—is currently pushing his dick inside me.

My heart rate increases even more as I stare back at him.

“Baby,” he breathes, leaning closer and kissing me.

As his tongue slides against mine, I relax, allowing him to push deeper.

He groans in delight. It’s deep and filthy, and everything I needed to hear.

Lifting my feet from the bed, I wrap my legs around his hips, pushing him deeper.

“You feel incredible. So wet for me. So tight,” he mutters into our kiss.

“Slow,” I demand, feeling like I’m being ripped in two by his size.

“I’ve got you, Luck. I’d never hurt you.”

Slipping his hand under my ass, he lifts my hips slightly, changing the angle, and I cry.

“That’s it. Let me in farther and it’ll get better.”

There’s no cockiness to his words, but a promise that I have little choice but to believe.

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