Page 59 of Great Pretender
“Resisted,” he replies, tracing the curve of my waist as he makes his way back around to face me.
“Why did you resist?”
“The same reason you lied when I first kissed you.”
“I thought I wasn’t good enough for you.”
He laughs without humor. “And this time, you were too good for me. The selfish bastard I was dragged you into this mess of mine.”
“We’re not acting now.”
“No, we most certainly aren’t.” He tugs on my panties and slides them down my legs. I only help him by stepping out of them. He gives me a wicked grin when he cups my sex and runs a finger over my clean-shaven mound, then slides a finger into my pussy.
I gasp and reach for his shoulders to steady myself.
Slowly, he pumps in and out, and I grow wetter, my arousal increasing. It’s been so long since I was touched like this. So long since I felt this way. Amazing, sexy, beautiful, and alive.
He speeds up his thrusts and starts finger-fucking me hard, so hard I moan out loud, but he stops again, like he’s teasing me, pulls his fingers out of my passage, and licks off my juices that coat his fingers.
“I’m taking my time, Piper. I’m going slow. There will be plenty of time for fast later.”
“Later?”
“This is just the first round. Now, get on the bed and spread your legs for me. I want to eat you out. Keep the heels on.”
His words burn me up, and my body blushes with the need for him to do whatever he wants to me. He winks when he sees my surprise, and I move to get on the bed.
I lie back, and my skin connects with the cool silk sheets.
I watch him undo the buttons of his shirt and shrug out of it, revealing his body. I’ve wanted to run my fingers all over him for as long as I can remember. I’ll get my chance tonight.
He undoes his belt buckle and shoves his pants down but leaves his boxers on.
I don’t get to gawk at him for too long. He climbs onto the bed and takes my left nipple into his mouth while kneading the right and flicking his finger backward and forward over the diamond tip.
The motion drives me wild, and insanity pulses through my veins.
“My God, that feels so good.”
“Want more?”
“Give it to me.”
“Baby, all you had to do was ask.” He sucks harder, so hard, white-hot heat soars through me, and stars spark beneath my lids when I close my eyes.
He moves from one breast to the other, giving both equal attention, and I come undone in his arms, moaning mindlessly as passion sends me spinning into the arms of ecstasy.
The start of a greedy orgasm brews deep in my core, and I have to take slow, even breaths to keep control of myself. I lose it, though, when he buries his face between my thighs and starts eating me out just like he promised.
His tongue thrusts into my pussy, sending off a series of licks over my clit, and when he sucks hard on the already swollen nub, I come.
I come hard, harder than I’ve ever come in my life, and I grab the sheets as I arch my back and scream.
“Ahhhhh… Chad… fuck. Ahhh.”
“More?”
“Yessss… give me more.”
