Page 78 of The Merger
He blows out a breath. “How was that for you?”
“You’re a motherfucker.”
He chuckles, reaching down and swirling his cum around my thigh. “It was great for me. Thanks for asking.”
“I didn’t.” I glare at him. “That was hot, but I’m still pissed.”
He brings his finger to my mouth. “Open.”
My pussy clenches as I part my lips. Our gazes collide as he inserts his finger onto my tongue. I hold his attention and suck hard, tasting the warm saltiness until he pulls back.
His eyes sparkle. “You, Miss Johnson, are un-fucking-believable.”
“Do you know what would be un-fucking-believable?” I lift a brow. “Actually fucking.”
His laugh takes the edge off my annoyance.
“Did we learn a lesson tonight?” he asks, taunting me.
“Yes, Mr. Brewer.” I bat my lashes. “We learned that what’s good for you is good for me.”
“Oh, very good. Not how I was going to phrase that, but it works.” He plants a soft kiss to the center of my lips. “Now, how do you want fucked?”
“I need it fast and hard.” I glance around the room. “Bend me over and give it to me doggy style.”
He nods approvingly and unties my wrists. My arms fall. I didn’t realize how heavy they’d gotten.Guess I had a good distraction.
Gently, he brings my wrists to his mouth and presses his lips against each one. My heart sputters, threatening to take the gesture the wrong way. So I shove the idea out of my head and focus on getting what I came here for.
“Hands and knees on the side of the bed,” he says, back to his gruff self.
I get situated, willing my arms to have enough strength left to hold me up. The crackle of a foil wrapper breaks through the air. Then silence. I glance over my shoulder just in time to watch Gannon roll a condom down his already hard cock.
“I thought I might have to help you get ready for me again,” I say. “That’s impressive.”
He smiles. “It seems as if you have a magic pussy.”
I shimmy my hips back and forth, waggling mymagic pussyin his face.
He comes up behind me, running both palms over my ass. I spread my knees and arch my back, wadding the blankets in my hands.
“You asked,” he says, roughing his palms up to my waist. The tip of his cock parts my soaked folds. “You shall receive.”
His fingers bite into my skin as he shoves deep inside me in one smooth thrust.
I gasp a breath as I’m lit on fire.
The angle is perfection. He slams into me so hard that his pelvis hits my ass.
“God, Gannon. Yes,” I say through clenched teeth. I push against him, loving the borderline pain. “Do that.”
“Let me hear you. Don’t hold back.”
The tempo is punishing and my clit swells with anticipation. The sound of our fucking fills the room, leaving no space for anything but us.
“Give it to me,” I say, my voice growing louder. “I want to fucking come on your cock.”
“That’s it. That’s it, baby.” He groans. “Your pussy is about to go off. I feel it.”
