Page 71 of No One Wants That (Blitzen Bay)

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“What did I tell you about your arms?”

As he keeps sucking on my neck, I’m finding it hard to stay conscious much less keep my body parts where he wants them.

“Why?” I say, trying to calm my body down. It’s humping him way too aggressively. “Is it like I’m surrendering to you or something? I knew you’d be into the kinky stuff.”

He pulls back and looks at me. “It seems like you’re pretty into it, too.”

“Fine,” I say, sliding my arms back up. “But if I can’t use my arms as I’d like, then take your shirt off. Now.”

“Quit bossing me,” he says, a wicked smile coming to his face as he tugs his shirt over his head.

“Holy fuck,” I say, my hands shooting down and landing on his pecs. “I have to touch.”

He watches me run my hands over his chest for a second then yanks my dress over my head. I start trembling harder as he slowly slides one of my bra straps down and starts kissing on my shoulder. His face keeps sinking until his mouth closes over my nipple. My lower body slams against him when he starts sucking.

“Bed. Please,” I say, running my fingers through his beautiful thick, wavy hair. “I think I’m going to pass out if I’m not lying down within the next few seconds.”

He pulls my body off the wall and lays me down gently on the bed. “You okay? You’re looking really flush like you did on the hike the other day?”

“Butch! What’s wrong with you?” I say, my hands still darting all over his chest. “This is my sex face. I’ve wanted to have sex with you since I saw all of this the other day.”

“Oh. That’s what it was? So you were just horny?”

“Stop talking,” I say, grabbing his face and pulling it down on top of mine.

His tongue shoots inside again as he rolls on top of me. His hand starts working its way down my body and finally—after what seems like about two days—ends up in my panties. He swipes his fingers through and then shoots a few inside.

“Fuck,” I say, letting out a guttural moan as I wrap my legs back around his waist.

“I can still leave if you want me to,” he says, lifting his head to look at me. His eyes are twinkling like fireworks.

“Butch, I swear to God, if you try to leave right now,” I say, pausing to groan as his fingers get deeper, “I will chase you down the hall completely naked.”

“That actually sounds kind of hot,” he says, pulling his fingers out and standing up.

“Butch!”

“Quiet.” He covers my mouth. “I’m not going anywhere.”

I watch as he unzips his jeans and lets them drop to the floor. His briefs are about to bust trying to hold in a very hard and what looks like an extremely large erection. When he pulls off his underwear, his penis pops out and points at me like it’s trying to show me how right my calculations were.

“You good?” he says as he lowers himself back on top of me.

I nod way too enthusiastically. My body’s sweating so much right now that I’m genuinely surprised when he doesn’t slip off me. One of his hands starts stroking me while the other one grabs a condom from his wallet.

“I’m good on birth control,” I blurt out. I’m aching to feel him bareback inside of me. “And clean.”

“I’m clean, too,” he says, pulling the condom on, “but you barely know me, and you shouldn’t trust anyone this quickly. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, sir,” I say, groaning again as he rubs the tip over my belly.

“Sir, huh?” He smiles. “I think you might like the bossing stuff more than you let on.”

Before I can sass him back, he pushes hard inside. I call out as he lands fully on top of me and starts pumping.

“Are you going to let me be the alpha in this relationship?” He breathes heavily into my ear. “Tell me you are.”

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