Page 113 of Opposites (Never) Attract
“No! Please don’t stop.”
“Okay, but then I can’t fuck you now, can I?”
I spread my thighs, letting his fingers have access to my pussy if he wanted.
“Now, darlin, that seems like a fine idea for you, but not so much for me.”
I turned my head so I could look up to see his face. He was watching his fingers do their dance along my back and ass and thighs. “What do you want?”
He met my eyes. “I want you to come sit on my cock and ride me until I come.”
I scrambled off his lap and straddled histhighs. He stood up, holding me, my thighs clinging to his hips like he was my very own stud, and with one hand pushed down his sweatpants. Then he sat back down on the bed, took his dick in hand, and lined it up with my pussy.
“Watch this part, darlin,” he muttered. “Watch your pussy swallow my dick.”
I did. My hands on his shoulders, he’d unsnapped the bottom part of his shirt so I could watch while he pushed inside me. A few heavy thrusts and he was seated deep. Then he sat still. Too still.
“Tag,” I breathed, trying to push myself against him. “What are you waiting for?”
“First, I want a proper apology,” he said, looking into my eyes. “Tell me you’re sorry, then kiss me.”
“I’m sorry I scared you,” I said again. Then, for the first time, I kissed him. I was tentative at first because it all seemed so much. His scratchy cheeks, his firm jaw. I slipped my tongue between his lips and his mouth was hot and wet and I never wanted to not be kissing Tag Durham. Any fantasy I’d ever had of him as a teenage girl didn’t touch the reality.
He pulled back, assessing me like I hadn’t satisfied his demands.
“What else do you want?” I asked him.
There it was. That dark spark in his eyes because he knew, in that moment, I was his. He could tell me to do anything and I would do it.
“Let me see those pretty tits.”
I reached for the top button and pulled the shirt apart, listening to thesnap, snap, snap,as the shirt came undone. Completely exposed before him.
“Good girl,” he said, and then took my hands, movedthem behind me until each of my palms was gripping his knees. “Now ride me. Hard.”
Tentatively, I moved my hips in a circle and felt the power of him shift inside me.
“Oh,” I said, understanding now what this meant.
“That’s right,” he said, his gaze fixed where our two bodies met. “You want to come, you’re going to have to work my dick real good, because I don’t have any interest in helping you. I’m still half pissed.”
My fingers dug into his knees as I twisted my hips in small circles first. I wanted to tease him. I wanted to break him. I wanted him to lose control and take over because he couldn’t help himself.
Only, that moment never came.
His hands behind his back, bracing himself, he just stared at my face, my bouncing breasts, my pussy where it was desperately fucking his cock.
It was all too much. “I’m going to come.”
“I don’t know if I’m ready to allow that,” he said, darkly. “I don’t think you’ve earned it.”
That was enough to set me off. The orgasm came over me like the flash storm. Sudden and violent. I screamed against his shoulder, my arms clinging to him. My mouth open against his skin where I could taste the salt of his sweat. Every part of me was his. Every sense. There was now and nothing else.
“Tag,” I whispered, so soft I wasn’t sure he could hear me. “Thank you.”
Like I’d pulled the trigger, he exploded into motion. He lifted me, tossed me on the bed so that I was on my belly. He lifted my hips high in the air and fucked into me from behind.
I grabbed the bed sheets and tried to brace myself. Hold myself steady. Still.
