Page 58 of The Deals We Make
He reaches into the drawer of the side table and grabs a box of condoms. I watch as he puts one on. “You okay if I fuck you now, babe?”
“I guess I owe you.”
It’s the wrong thing to say—I can feel it immediately.
“You didn’t owe me when we stood in your mom’s living room. You sure as shit don’t owe me in my bedroom.”
I reach for his hand. “I’m sorry. Guess you’re starting to see the reason I’m single. I’m terrible at this.”
He takes my hand and raises it to his lips. “Then, let’s try this again. You okay if I fuck you now, babe?”
“Please. I really want to know what it would be like between us.”
He shimmies the T-shirt up and over my head so there is nothing between us. Once I’m naked, I feel a wash of vulnerability. In some ways, I’m just that girl, waiting for him to notice me. “I like it when you express what you need, Cal, instead of hiding from me.”
“Hiding who I am has been the only way I could survive.”
Ti places a palm between my breasts. The pressure helps me relax and hold back the nerves that threaten. “I’m liking this honesty too, babe.”
He shifts and sits on the bed, resting his back against the headboard. “Come here and ride me.”
Gently, he tugs me until I’m on my knees sitting over his thighs. I can feel the wetness of his tongue and my orgasm still coating my pussy. We’re chest to chest, his arms around me, his cock nudging between my lips.
“I’m thick. It’s gonna take a minute for you to adjust to me. Take me in your own time.”
His hands grip my ass, opening me wide. I start to lower myself over his cock and gasp as he stretches my lips. While it doesn’t hurt, there’s the delicious feeling of fullness.
“Oh, God,” I groan as I lift off him.
He wasn’t lying when he said it would take a minute. I can’t imagine what it’s going to feel like once he’s fully seated in me.
“Cal,” he mutters. “Feels as good as it tasted.”
I ease back down him, the slide a little easier now that I’ve lubricated the tip a little. This time, I make it farther down his length.
My thighs burn as I lower and raise myself slowly.
“Keep going,” he says against my ear. “You’re doing so fucking good taking all of me.”
It’s probably the fact I’m a CEO and rarely get praise that makes me want to melt against him at his words. I never get praise, and I soak it up like rainfall in the desert. Maybe that was all I ever wanted. For Ti to be proud of me.
It mattered.
I can feel myself getting wetter. Plus, I can’t remember ever coming twice in one session before, but I can already tell I’m close.
The thought has me lowering myself a little more aggressively, taking more of him.
We both groan.
“Yeah, fucking take me just like that,” Ti says. “Knew your pussy was gonna feel like heaven wrapped around my cock.”
This time, I seat myself all the way to his groin.
“Ti,” I gasp. But he cups the back of my neck and pulls my lips to his.
The kiss is searing. I can feel him throb in my pussy, even as I sit.
“Now. Keep your lips on mine, and ride my cock like you fucking mean it,” he says.
