Page 68 of Dina's Favorite Mistake

Desperate to show her he could be good to her, could love her the way she deserved, Steve slowed down his seduction. He alternated deep, sensual kisses with soft caresses, moving his hands over her curves. She responded with sighs of pleasure and moans of enjoyment.

When she ran her fingers through his hair, she lightly scratched his scalp, setting his nerves alight. He shuddered in her arms and stabbed his tongue against hers, fighting for dominance. She let him have it, and he treasured her surrender, knowing full well how hard it was for her trust.

“I need to taste you again,” Steve all but groaned. “I want to feel you go wild under my tongue.”

“Steve!” She clawed at his back as he shifted above her, sliding down her body and pausing only to kiss and lick all the interesting places along the way. He used his shoulders to force her thighs open and nuzzled into the sweet heat of her. She whimpered, and he decided not to make her wait a moment longer for what she really wanted.

Her manicured nails bit into his back, but he paid the sting no mind. His sole focus was on her pleasure. Lips, tongue, fingers—he used every weapon at his disposal to drive her absolutely insane.

She was quieter tonight than the last time they’d been together. He didn’t blame her. The anonymity of the hotel had empowered them to be loud and dirty, to let go without worrying that they’d be overheard or judged.

That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to try his damnedest to make her break. He wanted her clawing and shaking and begging him to stop before he was done with her.

He savored the taste of her, letting his tongue flutter over her clitoris while spearing two fingers inside her slick hole. She rocked her hips, driving her body against his mouth, and he hungrily ate her, determined to make her come. Her thighsbracketed his head, closing in tighter and tighter as he worked her with his mouth and fingers, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

She came with a shocked gasp and a low moan. Her wet heat flooded his tongue, and he nearly lost control. He pressed down on her lower belly, keeping her pinned where he wanted her, and went wild between her legs. She snatched his hair and dug her toes into the mattress. Muffled cries filled the air, but he didn’t let up.

She tried to roll away from him, but he followed her movement, rolling onto his side and then ending up flat on his back with her straddling his face. She finally had enough leverage to lift her pussy away from him, but he swiped his tongue between her folds, daring her to let him keep going.

Eyes dark with lust, she stared down at him in wonder. She licked her lips, and still shuddering with aftershocks, lowered herself back onto his mouth. He went slowly now, just licking idly and avoiding her overstimulated clit. He cupped her full ass in both hands and silently urged her to use him.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” she whispered nervously.

Steve pulled away from her delicious pussy just long enough to say, “Darlin’, ride my face until you make a mess of me.”

“Steve!” Scandalized, she flushed again and hid her eyes from him. Even though he’d embarrassed her with his filthy mouth, she stayed in the saddle, so to speak. He nuzzled her thigh, and she relaxed above him, slowly lowering herself back into place. He held perfectly still, letting her set the pace.

It was pure torture on his end. She was hesitant in her movements, and he tried to give her more confidence by tenderly rubbing her hips and thighs and lower back. He kept his tongue pliable, only firming it up when she began to apply pressure and sway a little faster.

His cock throbbed almost painfully. He’d been hard since the moment they fell onto the bed together. A few drops of precum had dribbled out, leaving a cold spot on his otherwise hot shaft. He flexed his thighs, hoping to ease some of the discomfort building.

Dina must have sensed his need because she stunned him by reaching back and stroking his cock. He nearly came right then and only managed to keep it together because he was distracted by the sudden grinding pressure on his mouth.

Remembering that he’d told her to use him, he decided to keep his promise. He remained almost passive beneath her, responding only when she asked for something.Harder. Faster. Suck.

And all the time, her skillful hand stroked up and down his shaft, keeping him hard and on edge.

Her hand stuttered on his cock. Her grip faltered. He clasped her waist and held on tight as she chased her climax. He tried to imprint the moment in his brain, wanting to forever remember all of this, the taste, the smell, the feel of her pulsing against his tongue.

When she finally tumbled over the edge, he latched onto her clit, suckling and fluttering his tongue until she damn near passed out on top of him. She collapsed onto the bed, falling off him and panting for air. He couldn’t wait another second to be inside her and crawled over her.

She didn’t show even the tiniest hint of shyness as she wiped his glistening mouth with her thumbs. She lifted up to meet him halfway, capturing his mouth in a passionate kiss. She ran her hands down his back, gripping his butt with one and drawing him in between her thighs.

“Make love to me, Steve,” she pleaded. “Love me.”

He crashed their mouths together and thrust inside her. Lush, slick heat welcomed him, and he saw stars at the incrediblesensation. He'd never been with a woman without a condom, and he guessed by the shaky smile on her face it had been a long, long time for her as well. “Do you want me to—?”

“Don’t you dare!” She all but trapped him in place.

Throwing caution and sense to the wind, Steve embraced the romantic excitement of the moment and continued. She felt so damn good. Too good. He didn’t want to finish too quickly. He wanted to enjoy her as long as possible.

But she wasn’t making it easy on him.

She wrapped her thighs around him, cushioning his thrusts, and caressed his back and shoulders. She sneaked in a few kisses and even nipped at his chest, making his whole body vibrate. She wasn’t going to play fair, and he decided there was no point in holding out when she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

Planting his hand on the mattress, he drove into her with hard, deep thrusts. She shifted her hips, lifting her bottom up and making the angle all that better for both of them. He fucked her like a wild man, and if that ancient bed hadn’t been handmade from solid wood, it likely would have battered a hole in the wall.

Not that she seemed to care. She clung to him, panting and gasping against his ear. She whispered his name, encouraging him with her soft voice. “Come inside me, Steve. Make me yours.”

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