Page 73 of Play For Me
“Around seven,” she says, relaxing back into me.
“Perfect. That gives me just enough time.”
“Enough time for what?”
“To hit those high notes.” I grin against her skin as I slide my hand down her stomach and cup her center. “The pillow will have to muffle it, unfortunately, but I’ll get you there.”
I slide two fingers in, and she rubs her ass against me on a soft moan.
“Always so ready for me,” I murmur, as her body coats my fingers. “So fucking good.” I nudge her legs apart with my knee and lift up slightly behind her as I slowly remove my fingers and replace them with the tip of my cock.
Her pussy stretches around me tightly as I sink into her on a moan that matches her own.
Our bodies fit together like a perfect puzzle piece as I bury myself deep inside as she fully takes all of me.
Taking her hand, I cover it with mine as I guide her to where we are joined together.
“Feel how good we fit together,” I breathe against her ear as our bodies join as one. Her ass lifts higher as she pushes backand meets my thrusts. Her fingers stroke my wet cock each time I pull out as I rub her palm over her swollen bud. “You’re the piece that was missing to make me whole. Do you feel it?”
“I feel it,” she whispers. “Too much.”
“That only means it’s real, and it doesn’t get more fucking real than this, honey.”
Putting my hand on her back, I guide her forward so her ass is more in the air. Her hand fists the sheets as I go deeper and harder at this angle.
“Miles, I’m close,” she whimpers.
“I’ve got you, baby. Trust me. Use that pillow. You’re going to need it,” I say seconds before I hit the right spot inside her with the ball of my piercing, causing her to shatter into a million pieces.
Her cry is muffled by the pillow as I pinch her clit hard and go deep releasing into her on a low growl as I try to contain my sound. She squeezes me tightly like a beat of a drum as I pulse to the same rhythm.
Her body trembles beneath me as I gather her in my arms and spoon her from behind, keeping us joined together.
“How do you do that?” She rasps out as her breathing struggles to return to normal.
“Do what?” I grin against her hair.
“You know the exact angles and spots. Did you study the female anatomy when you were younger or something?”
“I guess you could say when I was younger that it was my favorite subject, but my knowledge didn’t come from a textbook.” I laugh when she tries to elbow me in the ribs. I secure her arm, holding her from behind to keep her close to me. “I just pay attention to you. It’s easy to figure out what you like and where to touch you if I listen and feel how your body responds.”
“Like this spot right here,” I touch her little honey bee with my tongue and suck the spot next to it. “You make this little sighevery time I do it, and your body leans into me.” She proves my point by responding to my touch.
“And when I do this,” I say, placing my hand around the front of her neck. “You strain against my hold and arch your back, letting me know you like the firm pressure and the possessiveness I’m showing you.” Her breaths become more shallow, and I grin into her hair.
“And the spots to hit in your pussy…” I whisper. “Well, let's just say the screams pretty much tell me everything I need to know.”
“Thatwouldbe a dead giveaway,” she softly laughs.
Kissing her shoulder, I slowly release her and search for my clothes. “It’s getting close to seven. I need to get going so Bee doesn’t see me.”
She turns, and I feel her eyes on me as I get dressed. I resist the pull that I feel to crawl back in bed and hold her in my arms again.
“Thank you for staying last night,” she says softly. “I know I was feeling pretty good on wine, but I want you to know that I remember every single detail.”
“Even the part where you asked me to be your boyfriend?”
Her eyes get huge as she quickly sits up in bed. “What? I didn’t say…” She fumbles with the words, and I struggle to keep a straight face. “I didn’t ask you that? Did I?” She’s clearly flustered as her forehead creases while she tries to brainstorm the events of last night.
