Page 61 of The Way We Win

Her blue eyes darken, and she moves closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I want to suck your cock until you’re thrusting it down my throat, moaning my name. Then I want to ride you until my pussy is raw.”

“Shit.” My dick springs fully to life, and I take her face in both hands.

Leaning down, I kiss her hard. My mouth seals over hers, and I push her lips apart. I take her tongue with mine, curling my fingers against her scalp, doing my best not to devour her whole.

She rises higher onto her knees to meet me, holding my face in her hands and returning my kiss with equal passion. We break apart with a gasp, hot eyes holding briefly before we’re back together, lips chasing each other’s, tracing down jaws and necks. Soft whimpers come from her throat, and I exhale a deep groan in response.

“I want to possess every part of your body.” It’s a low growl, hunger and desire mingling in my blood.

“You can do whatever you want to me. I want all of it. I want everything.”

“We need a safe word.”

“Anaïs.”

“Anaïs…” I repeat it. “Any particular reason?”

“She’s my favorite author. She loved to be dominated, but most of all she loved to fuck.”

Resting my forehead against hers, I exhale slowly. It’s possible I’ve found my perfect match. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”

“Yes.” She blinks up at me. “So sure.”

“Then open your mouth and swallow my cock like a good girl.”

15

Allie

My hands are on his hips, and I trace my lips from the base of his cock to the tip, flickering my tongue all over the edge before pulling him into my mouth.

His hands are in my hair, and he groans deeply as he lifts his hips, hitting the back of my throat. Lifting my gaze, I look up at him to keep from gagging.

My thong is soaked, and I want to show off for him. I want to give him everything he wants. I love it when he groans my name. I love that he’s looking at me like he doesn’t believe I’m here with his dick in my mouth.

I’m his first. He’s my first. We’re like twisted, perverted virgins, and two very willing parties.

Holding his waist I bob my head faster as I feel him thickening in my mouth. His head presses back, and he moans deeply. He threads his fingers in my hair, chanting my name like he can’t get enough.

I’m on the edge myself. One touch and I’ll come apart for him. This gorgeous man, this man I’ve watched be so stern with his arms crossed, his jaw set. This man wholoves my son and treats him like his own. This man, who thinks I’m beautiful and praises me with so much affection.

I want to be his good girl. I want to make up for the shitty woman who didn’t know what she had.

“Stop,” he groans, lifting my face and moving to stand.

“What?” I gasp, my brow furrowing.

He lifts me to my feet then into his arms. “Come with me.”

We’re moving fast down the hall to his bedroom. He tosses me onto the bed, and I squirm to rise onto my elbows in time to see him standing there, wet cock fully erect, gorgeous muscles in his chest heaving, six-pack abs flexing with every breath as he looks down on me with hooded, hungry blue eyes.

Reaching for my waist, he quickly removes my thong. “Spread your legs.”

My legs part at once, and he wraps muscled forearms around my thighs, dragging me to the edge of the mattress. At once, his mouth covers my pussy, and I fall back with a cry.

“Jack…” Thrusting my fingers in his thick hair, I can barely breathe his name for the energy surging through my pelvis.

He slides his tongue over me with a firm stroke before centering on my clit and circling. It only takes a few passes before all the pent-up desire explodes through my veins.

---