Page 87 of Regards, Mia

Fire races through me at his deep growl. Normally I hate being told what to do. But it’s so hot coming from Jay, hot juices drip down my thigh.

With him, none of the rules apply.

Wrapping my lips around him, I hollow out my cheeks and pull him deep. I take as much of him as I can, but his impressive size makes it challenging.

His hand spreads over the back of my head, urging me to take as much as I can. I suck harder, drawing a moan of pleasure from him.

He rocks against me, and I feel the vibrations of his restraint. He’s giving the orders, but it’s me in charge, setting the pace. I pull back, sliding my mouth over his rock hard flesh.

Needs builds inside me. My pussy gets wetter each time he moans, and trembles spread up my spine with each gasp of pleasure I draw from his lips.

His hands slide from my hair to under my arms, and he urges me off him, sliding me back so that I’m lying on the mattress.

“I wasn’t done yet,” I say, sounding like a child who’s toy has been taken away.

“You can have it again very soon,” he says. “But now it’s my turn to taste.”

His mouth closes around my nipple, and his hand covers my mound. He pushes a finger deep inside me, and I buck my hips off the bed, needing so much more.

He strokes me as he tongues one nipple, then the other, working me into a state of desire that borders on desperation.

I’m slick with wanting as he slides in and out, his thumb brushing my clit with every stroke.

Then, in a sudden move, he takes his hand away and replaces it with his hard cock.

He fills me with one long stroke, and we groan in unison at the pleasure it brings. I can’t seem to make up my mind if I want to move, or lay perfectly still so I can freeze this moment forever in my mind.

Then, desire takes over, and I move. My hands find his perfect ass, and I urge him deeper. He thrusts into me.

“You feel so good.” His voice sends a thrill down my spine. He sounds so hungry for me. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.

I rock against him, feeling the coarse hairs on his chest rub against my peaked nipples. I’m kindling, eager to burn if it means he’s burning with me.

He’s in control now, and I let go, allowing him to press my knee up to my chest and take me deeper with every thrust. Hefucks me hard, a growl building in his throat as he plunges into me.

My head bangs against the headboard, but I hardly notice the discomfort as pleasure unfurls deep inside me. He sets an unrelenting pace, drawing me closer to release with each thrust. I brace my hands against the headboard, lifting my hips to meet him stroke for stroke.

He knows exactly what I need. Speeding up, then slowing down to drive deep, each drag of his heavy cock inside me makes me tighten and arch my back.

His name falls from my lips in a chant as he prolongs the throes of ecstasy. The headboard bangs against the wall with every slam of his flesh against mine. I’m close, so close, then he pulls out and leaves me bereft and begging.

He grips my hips and slides me down away from the headboard, then flips me over so I’m on my belly. His fingers dig into my flesh as he yanks my hips up in the air.

“Such a sweet ass,” he says, running his hand over one cheek before giving it a light slap.

I quiver with need, crying out his name.

“This is what you need?” he asks, giving me another swat that makes my entire body throb.

“Yes.”

He slaps me again, a sharp clap ringing in the air. And then he plunges so hard and deep inside me, I shatter with release at his first thrust.

Jay picks up his pace, grabbing my hips to drive himself home. I know he’s close. “Come inside me.”

He grunts. “You sure?”

“Yes. I want to feel it.”

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