Page 85 of The Future Play

He shoves his fingers inside me, and my eyes roll back.

Some people love oral—don’t get me wrong, I enjoy that too—but when it comes to foreplay, there’s nothing I love more than this. The inner and outer stimulation playing together, especially when Jamie slightly curls his fingers and they hit the perfect spot.

Fuck.

I don’t know what kind of noises I’m making anymore, and I don’t care.

I’m dropped into my body, focused on every tiny sensation as I let him own me. I’ve never felt more aware, more turned on.

My fingers curl into his hair as my head drops back. I’m free to just be and revel in my pleasure.

I didn’t think it could happen again so quickly, but there’s power in letting go. My orgasm crashes through me as I cry out, pulsing around his fingers. It lasts longer than any orgasm I’ve ever had, and when I’m finished, my eyes open just enough to see his hooded eyes locked on me as he stares at me in awe.

“Holy fuck,” he groans. “I almost came watching you. I’ve never seen someone come like that before—be so lost in it.” He groans again, and kisses me. “I need more.”

I force my limp body to move as I sit up.

“No. You need someone to take care of you.”

Jamie

Amanda isa beautiful mess of knotted hair and smudged makeup as she settles between my legs.

“Do you want to take control or let me have it?” she asks.

Fuck.

I love the idea of being in control of her—of seeing exactly how much she can take—but not yet.

“Show me what you can do, baby.”

“Yes, sir.”

Oh, shit.

My cock leaks at her words, and she takes that opportunity to swirl her tongue around the tip.

“Don’t feel like you have to take all of me,” I quickly add. I don’t have some giant monster dick, but it is big. Bigger than any of the guys I know—because let’s face it, you see shit in locker rooms. And I never want to hurt the person I’m with.

She looks up at me from under her lashes, then takes me as deep as she can, hand wrapping around the base as my tip hits the back of her throat. There’s a little gag, and she pulls back, then does it again.

“Amanda…”

She moves fast, sucking hard and taking me deep.

I shouldn’t be surprised she’s as fiery in the bedroom as she is in every other way.

The problem is, she’s too good. My eyes grow heavy and my balls tighten.

Grabbing her hair, I hold her in place for a second, then pull her off.

She looks at me in surprise.

“That’s not where I want to come.”

Her jaw goes slack, and she slips her hand between her legs, rubbing her clit.

I watch for a second, then grab her and pin her beneath me.

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