Page 71 of Best Man
He laughed, resting his forehead against hers. “I know. Me too.”
She laughed, too, and pounded her fist against his built chest. “Damn, Sasha! Now what?”
“I guess … we can just kiss and do other things,” he said.
“Yeah …” she agreed, sighing with defeat.
His kisses, of course, swept nearly allof her disappointment away. Keyword beingnearly,because it was impossible to not to be disappointed. She’d been thinking and daydreaming about Sasha’s big dick all day long. Ever since she woke up with that pleasant soreness between her legs.
Ugh,it was really too bad.
But his damned kisses were too perfect, and his fiery lips made her ovaries throb with need. Her hungry pussycravedhis big dick, stretching and stuffing her full. It wasn’t helping at all that he kept gliding his cock against her folds, cruelly teasing them both with what they couldn’t have.
Unless …
Shewason the pill, after all …
But no, they couldn’t do that! It was irresponsible.
“God, I want you so bad,” he growled, baring his teeth against her neck.
Ugh!She couldn’t take it anymore. In a moment of vulnerable desperation, she broke off a kiss and asked, “When was the last time you got tested?”
As soon as she asked, a flash of hot shame swept over her.
Oh God.I hope he doesn’t think I’m a dirty slut.
But if he was judging her, he didn’t show it.
“A few weeks ago,” he said. “Right after I broke up with Belen. You?”
“Right after I broke up with Scott a couple months ago,” she said. “I, um, haven’t been with anyone since, by the way.”
“Me neither.” He bit his lip. “Are you on birth control?”
It was so awkward—discussing how willing you were to be irresponsible with a new partner. But she was on birth control and they’d both been tested since their last partner. Was it reallythatirresponsible?
“I am on the pill,” she admitted. After waging an internal battle between right and wrong, though, her responsible side emerged victorious. “But we shouldn’t. We really shouldn’t, Sasha. It’s not safe.”
“Yeah.” His disappointment showed, but he still bobbed his head with understanding. “Yeah, you’re right.”
Paulina had expected this turn of events to put a serious dampener on the mood—and itdid—right up until Sasha kissed her again. His lips tenderly grazed hers and passions reignited in a flash. Despite the fact they’d both agreed to be responsible adults, Paulina knew they were playing a dangerous game—but the hotter and deeper Sasha kissed her, the less she actually cared.
She didn’t protest even when Sasha hooked his hands under her knees and spread her legs. He thrust his swollen penis along her slick folds, moaning and groaning as he pleased himself with her pussy lips. He wassoclose to sliding into her unprotected. She knew in her mind she shouldn’t find that such a forbidden thrill, but her body had its own wants and desires. And the heat of his raw cock passing so close to her opening made her dripping wet.
What’s wrong with me?!she wondered, even as she arched her back and bucked her hips, daring him to angle his cock just a bit lower and enter her. Deep down, she knew exactly what she was doing—tempting him. Secretly, she wished he’d let his base urges take over, hold her down, and enter her anyway.
It was only a matter of time before her teasing reduced Sasha to baser urges. His eyes darkened, his abs clenched, and he began to grunt and grumble like an animal.
“Paulina.” He snarled and pinned her wrists to the mattress. “I want you so fucking bad …” The points of his teeth scraped down the side of her sensitive neck.
He wanted permission. Could she give it to him?
“I need you, too,” she whimpered.
He angled his hips and set the tip of his cock at her entry. One small push, and their flesh would join in blissful union.
“Ineedyou …” he said—his final warning?
