Page 86 of The Arrogant One
She was going to come.
I could already feel how close she was—not just from what I felt while I fucked her, but from her voice, her breathing, her nails as they found my shoulders and dug right in.
“If I give you more, it’s going to make you come.” I kept my finger halfway in, letting her get used to it because I knew the second I gave her all of it and bobbed it in and out of her ass, I’d lose her to pleasure.
She was going to get that.
Just not yet.
“Will I feel you?”
“Feel me what, Sadie?”
She panted several times. “Will I feel you come inside me?”
Because I was going to fill her fucking pussy with streams of my cum. And that was what she wanted to feel.
“When I make you come a second time, you will,” I promised.
She smiled. “I want the second time to be from your mouth.” She tapped my lips. “In this pool, right now, I want us to come together. I want to feel it before I’m so lost in orgasms and so spent that I don’t even know what’s happening.”
I’d seen her in that space.
I put her there almost every time we fucked, so I understood what she was saying.
“And you know what makes me come the hardest?” Her lips were directly in front of mine, and I could taste the sweetness on her breath. “When I hear you get close and I feel it start to happen, the fear of you stopping and pulling out and losing my chance, it forces me to get off faster, and”—her head tilted back, like the idea was even a lot for her to think about—“I love it.”
“Then that’s what you’re going to get.” I slid my finger the rest of the way in. “Right now.”
Her eyes widened as she processed what was happening—the difference between what she had expected and how it actually felt. And as my hand reared and returned, those eyes went back to their normal size.
Her lips parted, and she let out a long, pent-up groan, “Oh!”
“I told you. Just wait, it’ll get better.”
I made sure the short, rough hairs above my dick were pressed against her clit, and as I increased my speed and the way I rotated my hips, my thrusts turning even more powerful, my finger stroked her ass.
“That’s it.” I let out some hot air. “You’re going to come just the way I want you to.”
She wanted to feel fucking amazing, and I was going to make sure that happened.
So, I didn’t hold back.
“Lockhart!”
That was the sign that she was there, that the edge was only a few slams away, that what would make her get there even faster was to know I was on my way too.
It took almost nothing for that to happen. I was already there—hell, I’d been there almost all along.
“Yes, Sadie. Agh, fuck!” What I’d saved for this moment was a burst of energy, a plunge that went deep, that went hard, that drove in extra sharp. “You want to feel my cum?”
“Yes!”
I kept my finger in, but not my dick; that was pounding her, urging my cum to lift through my balls and squirt out my tip. “Ah! I’m there. I’m so fucking there!”
That was what she needed to hear.
Because once the sound of my orgasm hit her ears, I felt her fall apart.
