Page 27 of Sweetest Sin
Crack!
Her words are cut off when my hand hits her luscious ass, making it jiggle and turn a beautiful shade of pink.
“I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready,” I tell her, rubbing the area I just smacked. “Now, be a good girl and put your hands on the vanity and spread those thighs so I can get a good look at what’s mine.”
With a huff, she does as I said, and once she’s in position, I slide my hands down her smooth flesh, along her back, and then hook my index fingers into her thong, tearing it off her body and leaving her in only her bra.
“You’re such a caveman,” she says smartly. “Now, you owe me a pair of underwear.”
I’m about to tell her I’ll buy her as many as she wants, but then I remember this is only one night and I won’t be around her again to buy her anything. Instead, I shake the thought from my head and focus on the beautiful woman in front of me.
“The first time you landed in my lap, I wondered what it would be like to fuck you,” I say, rubbing circles on her creamy ass before I part her thighs further.
“Well, you would know if you just did it already,” she grumbles, earning herself another hard slap on her ass, this time on the other cheek.
She sucks in a harsh breath and then moans, and I wonder if she’s being sassy in hopes that I’ll keep spanking her ass.
“I don’t know what men you’ve been with, but I have no intention of rushing with you.”
I rub her reddened asscheek for a few seconds and then glide my hand between her ass cheeks, working my way down until I get to her dripping wet cunt.
“You’re soaked, Peaches,” I murmur, leaning over her arched back so my lips are next to her ear and my cock, begging to be released, is pushing against the crack of her ass. “Do you like me spanking you?”
I lick the shell of her ear, and she groans, shaking her ass against my cock.
“Please,” she whines. “I get that you’re in control and not as affected as I am, but I’m ready to burst at the seams.”
“Not affected?” I scoff. Grabbing her hips, I step back and spin her around so her back is pressed against the counter. “You don’t think I’m affected by your perfect tits”—I tweak her nipple—“or this luscious ass”—I reach around and give her cheek a light tap—“or your sweet cunt?” I swipe a finger up her center and then bring it to my lips, sucking her juices off my flesh. “Fuck, baby, you taste so good.”
I tug my sweatpants down, and since I’m not wearing anything under them, my cock springs out, hard as granite and needing to be inside Peyton.
Her gaze descends, and her tongue glides across her lips, like she’s eyeing a dessert she wants to eat. Her reaction only makes me that much harder as I imagine all the noises she’ll make when I fuck her face and then come down her slender throat.
“Tell me again that I’m unaffected by?—”
Before I can finish my sentence, she drops to her knees, wraps her delicate, manicured fingers around my shaft, and kisses the tip with her glossy red lips.
“I get it—you’re affected,” she says just before she parts her plump lips and takes me all the way down her throat.
I have nothing to hold on to, so I grab ahold of her head, fisting her hair, and release a guttural moan as she slides her warm, wet mouth up and down my shaft.
“Fuck,” I groan, knowing I need to stop her soon or I’ll blow my load in her mouth instead of her cunt, which I’ve been dreaming about fucking for weeks.
Her fingers move to my ball sack, and she tugs on them as she continues to deep-throat me. After God knows how long, my balls start to seize up, and just before I coat her mouth with my cum, I pull her head back.
Peyton looks up at me, and I swear, seeing her like this—with mascara running down her cheeks, her lips swollen, and drool dripping down the corners of her mouth—it’s the second most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. The first being the dreamy look in her eyes when she came all over my fingers earlier today.
I wipe a bit of the black from under her eyes and wonder how I’m going to let this woman go tomorrow.
“C’mere,” I tell her, helping her to her feet. “Turn around and put your hands back on the sink and hold on tight.”
She spins around, and her hands grasp the counter while I pull a foil packet out of my pocket, rip it open, and roll the condom onto my shaft.
I lift her leg, hooking it in the crook of my arm, and then guide my cock into her. Because she’s so wet, I slide in easily, and once I’m balls deep, I grab her breast.
“You good?” I ask, wanting to make sure she’s comfortable.
“Yes,” she croaks. “Please fuck me.”
