Page 58 of Play the Last Track
“Fuck,” I groan, feeling her tighten. “You’re so ready for me. Already.”
“I have been thinking about this all day.”
“Oh, yeah? Was I a distraction?” I suck on the base of her neck as I slowly push in and out of her. She moans, stretching her neck to allow me more access.
“Uh-huh. I dropped three glasses today because I couldn’t get you out of my head.” She squirms on the counter, inching closer and rolling her hips in time with my fingers, chasing more friction.
“You did?” I smile as I pull back, my pace slowing. Katie whines and sets her gaze on me. Her hair is a mess from my fingers, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes sparkle as she nods at me. “MaybeI should stop. I don’t want to cause you any more accidents at work.”
I pull my hand away, out of her shorts, and I feel her thighs tighten around me. “Don’t you dare.”
“Say please.”
“What?” She leans forward, her arms still circling my neck.
“Say.” I kiss her again, a light peck on the lips that leaves her chasing me for more. “Please.” I snake my hand back into her shorts, teasing her clit with my fingers. She crumbles, and fuck, if I don’t love the way her head rolls against my shoulder.
“Please,” she moans. “Please.”
I’ve been waiting for this moment. Ever since she knew what she was doing with the ice cream spoon and her tongue, I’ve been waiting to use these words against her. “I love it when you beg.”
I smirk and pull away.
Unlike her that night, though, I bend down and rifle through the bottom drawer, pulling out a box I know I buried in here ages ago. Condoms.
The moment I stand straight, Katie’s hands are flying to my jeans, unbuttoning them and pushing them over my ass. With the condom held between my teeth, I hook my fingers onto the waistband of her shorts and tug them down her legs. I step out of my jeans and flick them away, her shorts landing on top.
I run my palms up her warm thighs, over her hips, and under her shirt, pushing it up until she finally gets the point and rips it off over her head. I pull the condom from my teeth, opening the wrapper.
Just as I’m about to roll it over my achingly hard cock, Katie takes it from my hands and does it herself. Her small hands on my cock make me groan.
“Fuck.” I hook my hands beneath her knees and pull her toward the edge of the counter, lining up with her opening. “Put me inside you,” I demand in a rough voice.
She fists my cock, pumping twice before she obliges. I thrust forward, sinking into her in one go. Katie’s forehead drops to my shoulder, and her arms lock tightly around me. My hands stay firmly wrapped around her thighs as I pump in and out, getting as deep as I can.
Her moans are muffled into my skin, but they seep into my bones. Her noises, her breaths. Everything. I tighten my grip, and she does the same. She rolls her hips, seeking every thrust I give her.
“Will you think about this tomorrow?” I rasp in her ear. “Will you think about how good I fuck you while you pour beers for other men?”
“Yes,” she says, biting down on my shoulder. She actually sinks her teeth into my skin, but it only spurs me on. I pump harder, faster. I’m practically holding her off the bench now as I thrust deep into her and she clenches around me. “Don’t stop,” she cries.
“Tell me how good it is. Tell me how good this feels.”How good we feel, I almost say, but I hold back. I kiss her neck, sucking at the spot that always makes her cry out.
“So good.Fuck.”
I pump faster, feeling my release begin to build in the base of my spine. Heat crawls over my skin, steaming from the tracks Katie’s nails leave in their wake as she claws at my back. Sweat builds between us, our bodies moving together.
“Come for me, Rockstar. Scream for me.”
And she does.
Katie collapses against me, her pussy pulsing as she comes all over my cock. No more than a second later, I follow. I kiss her,placing her back on the counter and slowly pulling out. Quickly, I deal with the condom and find myself back between her legs, kissing her as I run my hands up her thighs again. It’s my favorite thing to do, feeling the soft skin that’s always warm and inviting. I run a finger through her folds, catching some of her cum before I bring it to my lips, sucking the finger clean.
She watches every movement, fire in her eyes. We will definitely be going round two in the shower.
“Such a messy girl,” I tease, using the same finger to trace along her bottom lip.
“You’re a fucking tease, Reed.” She smiles as she leans forward, kissing me senseless. I grip her thighs, lifting her into my arms, and I carry her upstairs.
