Page 44 of Make Your Play

“Yes.”

Goddamn, she’s so fucking sexy and my cock is so fucking hard.

“I want to play it out in real life.”

“But we’re not in the bath,” she points out before glancing at the washer. It’s currently running with no clothes inside. “And I think you’re washing water.”

“Fuck the wash,” I tell her, not giving a single fuck about it. All I care about right now is making her feel good. I mean, fuck… her legs are spread and she’s sitting on my dryer with her shirt pushed up above her tits. “We can improvise, but I want you to tell me what you want me to do.”

Her throat bobs as she swallows hard, but my girl never backs down from a challenge.

“Take off my pants and panties,” she demands as she lets go of my shoulders, guiding my hands down to her hips. I hook my fingers beneath her waistband and she lifts her ass as I slide her pants and underwear down her legs, pulling them away from her feet. “I want you to make me come.”

She could tell me to get down on my hands and knees and lick the fucking floor and I would.

She’s naked from the waist down and goddamn, she’s breathtaking.

“Fuck, look at you,” I murmur, my hands stroking the insides of her bare thighs. “I want to devour you.”

Riley clicks her tongue and shakes her head. “In my fantasy, you made me come with your fingers.”

“But it would be so much better if you let me fuck you with my tongue,” I retort, inching my way closer to her cunt. She’s already soaked.

“Be a good boy and show me how well you can listen to what I tell you to do and maybe I’ll let you taste me.”

A rush of warmth goes straight to my cock and my balls instinctively constrict. If she keeps talking like that, I’m going to end up coming in my pants. Her confidence and her dominance are such goddamn turn-ons right now.

“I’ll be a good boy,” I breathe, my fingers drifting over her center. Abruptly, I stop and pull her off the dryer, holding her in my arms. “Don’t fight me, Ry. I’m taking you somewhere else.”

Riley doesn’t protest as I carry her through the house. I can tell she’s about to when I reach the bottom of the stairs, but I don’t give her the option as I carry her up to my room. My room used to be the entire basement but after Lincoln and Nova moved out, I relocated to the second floor.

I walk into my bedroom, stopping when I reach the bed. I lower Riley onto the edge so she’s facing away from the headboard. She looks up at me, her eyes heated as she watches me walk around her, climbing onto the bed behind her.

“I know this isn’t the bathtub, but is this how we were positioned in your fantasy?”

Riley looks at me through the mirror that’s positioned on the wall in front of us. “It is.”

“I want you to watch yourself as I make you come. I want you to see what I see when I look at you. Nothing but pure fucking beauty, Riley.”

Grabbing her knees, I spread her legs, planting each of her feet on either side of my thighs. Her pink, wet cunt is on full display in the mirror and holy fuck. There’s already a damp spot on my pants from pre-cum.

I reach around in front of her, my hand moving down to her pussy as I push a finger through her lips. “This is your fantasy, babe. Tell me what to do.”

“Slide one finger into me and press your palm against my clit.”

I do exactly as she says, moaning as I plunge my finger deep into her warmth. A shallow, ragged breath escapes her as I slowly begin to move my finger in and out of her while grinding my palm against her clit.

“Yes, just like that,” she breathes, her head falling back onto my shoulder. “Add another finger.”

I follow her command, slipping another finger inside as I start to fuck her harder with my hand. She’s tight, clenching around me already as I rub her with my palm. “Look in the mirror, Riley. Watch the way I play with your cunt and fuck you with my fingers.”

Her eyes are hooded, her gaze on fire as she watches in the mirror. I can tell it’s getting harder for her to focus as she’s on the precipice of that release she’s been craving. Her body tightens, her hips involuntarily bucking as her cunt sucks my fingers deeper into her. She’s clenched around me, gripping me hard.

“Eyes on me as you come, love. I want to watch you fall apart.”

She clenches around my fingers, her head tilting back as she cries out in ecstasy. “Oh my god, Nash.” Her nails dig into my thighs as her orgasm tears through her body. She fights against the urge to shut her eyes, her chest heaving and her jaw falls slack as a series of moans escape her.

My body is on fire and I don’t even care as the warmth spills into my veins, the tingling sensation spreading from my balls. My cock throbs and I feel the wetness growing in my pants as cum spurts from the head of my dick.

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